AMY'S CONQUEST 11
by DTM



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A typical frat party at this prestigious California university, littered with
sexy young girls and horny college boys, all having fun dancing, drinking and
enjoying one another's company - though as so often happens at such events,
especially when alcohol is plentifully supplied, things can go down a very
dark path.

It was now 2:00am, and after a long night of celebration, the youth-fuelled
festivities seemed to be drawing to a close. Where most have either gone back
to their respective houses or dorms, or found a room in this college house to
crash, often times with a partner of their choosing. All that still seem to be
up and awake now were a group of mostly intoxicated frat boys, and one
stunning young red-head.

Statuesque 18 year old Sara was enjoying herself playing pool with one of the
remaining young men, though she clearly had the attention of them all, as they
sat or stood nearby, ogling her impressive curves and gawking at her luscious
shape. Her outfit almost entirely concealing, tight blue jeans and a snug
scarlet sweater showing some impressively ample cleavage; though they were so
body hugging, leaving her voluptuous shape so clearly noticeable, that she
garnered the attention of this gathering for most of the night.

First watching her from a distance, these increasingly drunken males made
their way closer to Sara as the night went on, and eventually as the party
wound down, they brought her now to their current location. Luckily for them,
she stayed behind where most everyone else had left, leading them to the well
stocked game room downstairs, where alcohol-fuelled thoughts of lust and
desire could so quickly turn bad in the minds of these all too aroused men.

Sara seemed to be oblivious of their intent as she continued lining herself up
for her next pool shot, or if she noticed she didn't seem to care, very
possibly due to her own probable intoxication. Her voluptuous body now lowered
down to the level of this table, her arms outstretched as she held the cue
stick before her, while sticking out her lusciously round butt behind her. If
she was being sultry and seductive by her actions here, she was playing a very
dangerous game, as the basement of this house was quite the distance from its
main area, not to mention everyone upstairs being fast asleep, meant she would
be quite vulnerable if these frat boys decided to try something with her - a
possibility that was becoming much more evident as one of them rose up from
his seat and made his way over to her still shooting form.

The clearly aroused college boy walked right behind Sara's still sexily bent
over body, putting a hand on her juicily ample bubble butt. Stroking its large
rounded shape, one cheek then the other, before putting his hands on both,
fondling her butt with more force, as he began to crudely grind his crotch
area into her fully stacked ass. Sara slowly stood up to her full height,
standing nearly as tall as the well built frat boy behind her, as she tilted
her head slightly to the side, giving him a sexy smile, while grasping both of
his hands in hers.

She then began to sensually sway her hips side to side, rubbing her firm ass
back and forth into his clearly erect shaft. This sexy sight caused the
expanse of the cocks from the remaining college boys around them, as it showed
them that this sexy young girl was clearly into what they had planned, and as
such they wouldn't need to use physical means to "convince" her, as originally
intended.

Sara then started walking backwards, doing so in a slow, sultry manner,
bringing the frat boy behind her along for the ride, soon pinning him between
the hard wall behind him, and her own voluptuously shaped form in front. She
moved his hands off her swollen bubble butt, and moved them up and around her
sizeable back, to rest on her full, ample breasts. She then spoke something to
him, softly, almost whisper-like, and he then began to squeeze in on her
breasts; an act that caused her to smile, as the look on his face now seemed
to show surprise and confusion. Unbeknownst to the gaping eyes of his friends
watching this scene, Sara asked him to put his hands on her breasts and press
on them as hard as he could, promising him some "special" alone time if he
could dent them even a bit. Though even using much of his strength, he found
he could not budge them at all - more than that, they actually felt incredibly
firm, almost muscular in fact.

Sara then once again started grinding her hips to and fro against the young
jock behind her, though this time more towards and away from his pulsating
pelvic area. This act at first done sensually and erotically, soon turned into
something more passionate, primal, and powerful. So much so the large man
behind her quickly released her prominent chest, and started pressing on her
wide shoulders and broad back just before him, using now all of his strength
in an attempt to move her away from him, though failing utterly to budge her a
single inch.

Soon after the now sobering college boy began to scream in pain and panic, as
Sara's butt began to gyrate back against him even harder, crushing his pelvis
into the wall, compressing his body between the two much stronger objects.
Crackling noises could now be heard not just coming from his broken
mid-section, but also the wall itself, such was the force she was moving her
ample ass back against him. He vainly tried punching her back and shoulders in
the hopes of freeing himself, though all that seemed to do was cause her to
give out a wickedly evil giggle.

Sara then moved her hands to her waist, and slowly began expanding her back
and shoulders further, at the same time her legs and butt seemed to grow and
harden as well, causing her body hugging jeans and sweater to burst apart at
their seams; revealing flesh that was not just lusciously shaped, but
impossibly filled with rippling, powerful muscles.

Within a few seconds she expanded her lats, glutes and legs so much that her
outfit virtually exploded off her, revealing her Amazonian form in almost all
of its glory (only a red lace bra and panties still managed to cling to her
thickly muscled body), causing the drunkenly puzzled frat boys around her to
drop their mouths in complete shock. Sara smiled sinisterly, as she gave one
final backwards thrust with her bowling ball hard glutes, completely crushing
the pelvis of the college boy behind her, who instantly became unconscious
from the agony of this act. She then stepped away from him, causing him to
collapse to the floor, limp and utterly broken.

The muscle packed young woman intimidatingly began flexing her body to its
fullest to the group is visibly shaken college boys. Arms exploded, thighs
erupted, glutes thickened, abs hardened, breasts solidified. All the while she
smiled at the stunned men before her, who even though most were about her
equal in size and star college athletes themselves, still seemed too terrified
to move - that was until Sara decided to do so for them.

With surprising levels of speed and agility, the grace of a dancer and the
skills of a trained fighter, Sara swiftly began grabbing each of these frat
boys and proceeded to toss them all about the spacious downstairs area. Like a
little girl upset with her dolls, their impressively sized bodies were like
toys compared to her unreal strength; that was until they slammed into distant
walls or pieces of furniture, or even one another, all of which cracked and
shattered upon their impact.

Satisfied that all of her remaining prey would be too damaged to try and flee,
Sara then took her time dismantling their bodies. Bones shattered between
crushing thighs, Amazonian arms bent and twisted bodies in ways they weren't
meant to, glutes and pecs used to squeeze and mangle assorted male body parts
to pulp. All the while Sara laughed devilishly, her joy in completely
demolishing these frat boys clearly evident, though such laughter was mostly
drowned out by the sounds of male screaming and the breaking of their bodies.

After nearly 30 minutes of utter destruction, not just of the young men now
barely alive splayed all around her, but also of the very basement area
itself, Sara's savage slaughter was at last complete. She then sensually
swayed over to where she had previously hidden what appeared to be a recording
device, a small video camera which captured this entire horrific event. She
slowly panned it over this area of destruction one final time, making sure to
get every single detail of her handiwork, every last whimper of pain, before
turning it onto her own gorgeous young face.

"See you soon, Amy" Sara clearly spoke, as she puckered her full lips for a
kiss to the camera, which thankfully went dark right afterwards.

**********

2 Days Later ... ..

David Mann lay comfortably on his fianc�e's spacious bed, waiting for her to
emerge from her nearby walk-in closet, filled with every sexily feminine
outfit one could possibly imagine. From tiny mini-dresses, to revealing ball
gowns, to skin-tight gym wear, to lacy lingerie or silky nighties, Amy
Hardstone had an outfit for every single occasion. As pleasurable as simply
watching her adorn her perfectly sculpted Amazonian body in an assortment of
different outfits was (something that most often led to her sexually engulfing
him after each and every try-on), this day there was a much more specific
reason for her showing him her various wares, one dealing with the most
special day of their lives.

"OK, so what do you think of these?" Amy chirped out with a smile that never
ceased to melt David's heart, as she excitedly skipped out of her closet
holding a few different outfits in each of her hands, showing them off to her
all too attentive lover. "Keeping in mind I want their dresses to be classy
and stylish, but knowing my girls they've also got to be more than a bit sexy!
OK, so this one is quite long, but is super form fitting, and has a long slit
on both sides to show off some leg, and the spaghetti straps really display
the arms and shoulders nicely. This one is less form-fitting, but cute and
frilly around the skirt, which is quite short, revealing loads of leg. This
one actually covers most of the upper body, except for the cleavage area of
course, though with the sheer material around the arms, I think it's such a
nice look. And this one ... .well, cause it's pink and sparkly" Amy made out
with an excited smile, proving once again that even though she possessed the
physical strength to overturn a car, she was still a cute little girl at
heart.

"Well, they all look great, and with ... .uh...the physiques your sister and
friends have, let's just say they would look stunning in pretty much anything.
Ah, though none of them could hold a candle to you, my soon-to-be wife" David
replied with a grin, causing his young fianc�e to sexily smile back at his
relaxingly laying form.

"Fair point, and good save, Mr. Mann, though I really do need some feedback on
these possible options for bridesmaid dresses. Yes, I know the girls won't be
wearing my clothes specifically, but if I can use these as guidelines when we
go shopping, I'll know just what to look for"

"Funny, I don't remember you ever been one to rush through a clothes shopping
trip with your girlfriends" David made out with a sly smile.

"Baby, the sooner we can get these details done, the sooner we can get
married, and I can officially be your wife!" Amy made out excitedly, her face
and voice one of complete happiness. "If I could marry you tomorrow, I would
Baby. I just can't wait until I make you mine, forever!" she concluded, before
involuntarily hitting a powerful muscle pose, causing her own currently worn
outfit to creak and near burst at the seams. David never got enough of Amy's
unbelievable body, such feminine muscular perfection in every possible aspect,
combined with a face as youthfully beautiful as any he had ever seen. She in
turn loved turning him on and using her body to get him riled up, and while
just about anything she did did just that, she knew full well a series of sexy
muscle flexing never ceased to get him rock solid.

"Mmmmm, as much as I wanna take you, Right Here, Right Now, we've got to get
back to some wedding planning, Bridesmaid Outfit Edition" she chirped, before
making her way over to David for a quick kiss on his lips (and neck, ears,
temples and forehead). "Now, I have a few more outfits I want to show you, get
your feedback on them, OK?"

"Your wish is my command, my Queen" he replied, and with that Amy skipped away
and into her fully stocked walk-in wardrobe.

David simply couldn't believe how lucky he was. She truly was his Queen,
someone he loved more than anything, would do anything for, and would follow
to the ends of the Earth to be with. And in just 2 short weeks, sped up
drastically due to Amy's utmost desire to be his wife (helped in large part to
her family's wealth and connections), he would do just that.

Waiting for his still rummaging around fianc�e to return, David grabbed her
nearby iPad, which happened to be on Amy's own OurSpace page, and began
looking at the assortment of comments from her wide array of fans, supporters
and admirers. She had amassed quite the following over the past several years,
and was now widely considered to be one of the most influential musclegirls in
the country; thanks in no small part to her assortment of video clips, real
life stories and webcam appearances that she continued to post on her page.

Amy was so popular that her page's Personal Message section was literally
overflowing with messages, and not just of the written kind. So inspirational
was she, that she had a wide array of video clips from other budding young
bodybuilders, college age cross-fitters and sexy muscle MILFs, all giving
video praise to Amy for inspiring them to achieve their physical peaks, while
showcasing their own amazing physiques and the incredible things they could do
with them.

Though one such series of videos attracted David more than the others, those
of a young looking red-headed girl, who seemed to be sending almost daily
videos to Amy recently, which upon a quick skimming through caused David more
than a bit of concern. Videos that displayed this young Amazon utterly
demolishing anyone, and in certain cases Anything, that crossed her path.
Visuals of her walking into a men's locker room full of football jocks as she
beat them senseless, tearing apart metal locker doors and smashing wooden
benches to splinters in the process. Entering a tough looking biker bar,
before proceeding to tear it and an assortment of bulky looking bikers to
pieces. Her making her away across a crowded parking lot, flipping over or
smashing apart any vehicle that happened to be in her way. She was a
scarlet-haired juggernaut, and while he had seen Amy do similar feats using
just her amazing strength, he had also been around her sister Cindy enough to
know a capable hand-to-hand fighter when he saw one, and this girl had martial
arts skills to rival her unreal power. And at the end of each video, each
cruel, savage showing off her her Amazonian body, she left a little audio
message for Amy, the most recent being "See you soon".

"OK, so let's make your choices a bit easier Babe, color-wise, should I aim
for red, pink or black for the girls?" Amy spoke out with a smile, as she held
out a few more sexily styled outfits in her hands.

"Uh, Amy, have you seen these videos? From your OurSpace page?" David replied
with noticeable concern on his face, as he held out her iPad towards her.

"I know, aren't they Incredible! I can't believe I have so many fans!" Amy
made out with clear girlish glee about her. "Of course I can't watch them all,
there's just so many of them, but I do try and watch as many as I can ...
.when I'm not focusing on the most important day of our lives, that is!" Amy
playfully made out with a smile.

"No, seriously, you should really. ... ."

"Shhhh, enough about my OurSpace, and more about Our Wedding" Amy erotically
cooed, while sexily making her way over to David, as she sensually laid
completely over him, totally eclipsing his much smaller body beneath her. She
surrounded him in a cage of sexy female muscle, though holding herself and her
nearly 200 pounds off him, protecting him from getting crushed just from the
weight of her muscle packed form. Her face just inches from his own, her eyes
looking at his with true love and desire. Her full, thick breasts hovering
just below his chin, as she sexily flexed her pecs with total control, not
simply bouncing them up and down, but rolling them from top to bottom and back
again. Massaging his chin, neck and chest area just with her flowing muscle
tits.

"I'm gonna make you the happiest man alive, my Husband" Amy whispered out,
before lowering her lips slightly to take David's own, leading to a series of
passionate kisses, which went on for several minutes; causing David to lose
track of anything he was previously thinking about, focusing solely now on the
incredible pleasures coursing all throughout his body.

"You already do Wifey" he replied softly, when his lips were given the room to
speak, causing her to smile beautifully above him.

"You always know the perfect things to say, you know that"

"OK, how's about your elbow is crushing my side" he joked back.

"Oh how romantic, how will I ever control myself on our wedding night?" Amy
spoke in a teasing tone of her own, as she smiled down to the love of her
life. "Oh shoot, don't we have that appointment with the florist in an hour,
and then a cake sampling just after that??" as reality and responsibilities
came crashing down on her.

"Trust me, the last thing on my mind with you laying over me like this, is
flowers and cake" David replied with a smile, as Amy looked down at his
engulfed form, giving him a quick final kiss on his lips, before excitedly
bouncing off him to continue with their upcoming event's plans. Plans that for
a normal couple may have seemed tedious, even boring, though so in love where
they, each cherishing every second they had to spend with one another, neither
of them could think of anything they would like to do more ... .well, almost
anything.

After a lengthy day of visiting assorted florists, bakers, photographers,
caterers and whatnot, it was now time for them to enjoy an evening meal at one
of their favorite eateries. The one David had planned to propose to her on
that special day, though which ended up being at Amy's very doorstep upon
seeing her just prior. Still, they decided that this would be a meaningful
place for them, the first place they went to after getting engaged, and one
they would enjoy visiting for many years to come.

They made their way inside hand in hand, David tenderly leading Amy to a
previously reserved table, as he pulled back her chair for her to sit in a
gentlemanly manner. He then excused himself for a quick trip to the Men's
Room, kissing Amy lovingly on her forehead before he left. Amy smiled as she
watched him walk away, longing for the day in the not distant future that he
would be her husband, and sometime after that, the father of her children. Her
heart fluttered at such thoughts, she was still quite young herself, though if
she knew anything to be true, she knew that she and David were meant to be
together, and God forbid anyone who would dare to get between them.

Several minutes later, Amy continued sitting patiently waiting the return of
her darling little man, or as patiently as one such as Amy who desired
something as much as she did David could, anyway. Thumbing through her cell
phone's OurSpace page, she remembered something David mentioned earlier that
day about some new video messages she should check out. Something she was just
about to start doing to help pass the time until his return, when her
attention was instantly drawn towards a loud cry of her own name, from a
feminine yet very powerful sounding voice.

"AMY!" the voice called out again, the source of which made Amy's blood freeze
with terror - an occurrence that may very well never happened in her life
before.

A young red-headed girl, with a physique that she had only seen on herself,
Jessica and her own mother, was standing across the now cleared away area of
this establishment. Her stance authoritative and in complete control, her face
youthful and beautiful, her body clad in a black leather mini-dress, emphasize
on the "mini", as it barely covered her clearly muscle packed physique. Though
what made Amy's own Amazonian form stunned with fear, was what this girl was
holding over one of her muscle capped shoulders, that of the seemingly
unconscious form of David.

"You have 3 seconds to give him to me, safely, gently, before I end you,
little girl!" Amy spoke out with the utmost intensity, as she rose up to her
full height, causing several other patrons around her to back away.

"Little girl, eh? I think we're about even in the muscle department, or we
were, before you got all soft" the scarlet haired girl spoke out with a wicked
smile. "As for this ... ." she continued, holding out David's limp form with a
single arm, shaking him around like a rag-doll, " ... ..you want it so bad,
come and get it"

Amy knew she had to keep her cool, as if this girl was even close to as strong
as she looked, she could snap David in half without even trying. Though as
much as she tried to stay calm, her muscles had a mind of their own, and they
would stop at nothing to protect her true love, and make anyone who dared
attempt to hurt him pay dearly.

"Mmmm, you do care so much for this thing, don't you? How would you feel if I
just crushed its neck in my hand, cracked its spine over my shoulders,
shattered its body between my thighs?" the raven haired Amazon made out
cruelly, reclaiming David in both of her arms, as she started to give him a
slow, powerful squeeze into her steel hard body, causing even his unconscious
form to moan in pain.

"Please!! Please, stop!" Amy begged out, her heart racing, her fear making her
mind whirl in panic. Never before had such sensations flowed about her, as it
was she that was always the dominant one, the one that made other men whimper
and beg, though for the safe return of David, she would do anything on this
Earth.

"So weak, can't you see, this thing has made you so weak!" the tormentress
laughed out, as she eased her constricting hold over her compressed prey, not
wanting to cause any permanent damage, just yet. "You used to be this powerful
Amazon who took whatever she wanted, and crushed anything that came in her
way. You broke men to pieces, just for your own sexual thrills, giggling all
the while. You were an inspiration to me!! ... .until this came into your
life" she continued on, once again holding David's limp body before her with a
single arm, a powerful hand around his neck.

Tears began to form around Amy's piercing blue eyes, wanting more than
anything to jump all over this muscle-bound bitch and rip her to pieces,
though she simply couldn't do so as long as she had David in her grasp. Though
as if by some miracle, the younger girl before her then placed his body onto a
nearby wooden table, where terrified patrons were once enjoying their meals;
though now they were standing as far away as possible, yet still close enough
to witness what was about to unfold.

"Like I said, come and get it" the scarlet-mane musclegirl spoke, always
referring to David a thing, an inanimate object, rather than the living being
that he was, as in her mind, that is just what he was. She looked at Amy with
a wicked smile, holding her arms out and gesturing for her to make her move,
which now that David was in relative safety, she did with total savagery!

Amy charged this girl with all she had, looking more like a battering rhino
than the beautiful young woman she was. Thinking about nothing but getting
this girl in her grasp, wrapping her arms around her and just Squeezing until
the cracks, crunches and breaks from her body stopped.

Unfortunately for Amy, her attack didn't quite land its mark, as the young
girl before her dodged with impressive speed and skill. Amy very nearly
slamming into the solid wall before her, which would have certainly burst to
pieces if she had full on collided with it, as she swiftly turned to face her
opponent once more. Letting her anger again get the better of her, Amy
forcefully advanced on her target again, and like before, the younger foe
evaded her assault with remarkable agility.

"You're pretty fast" Amy frustratingly made out through gritted teeth, quickly
growing tired of this cat and mouse game.

"I'm also pretty strong, come test me" the taunting titaness replied with a
sinister smile, holding out her hands for Amy to clasp onto, challenging her
to a test of mercy.

"Big mistake!" Amy growled out, relishing her chance to finally get a hold of
her, as fingers that could crack wooden boards to splinters joined together,
and their test of strength began. Amy's rage gave her truly unreal power,
which at first seemed would be enough for her to claim victory, as her
red-headed adversary seemed to be moving back, even slightly bending downward.
Though with a tilting up of her face to view Amy's own, the younger girl
smiled wickedly, as she began to rise up, her muscles exploding with power,
her own strength seemingly a match for the Legendary Amazon, a fact that
surprised the blond bombshell noticeably.

"That's right ... ..big mistake ... .for you!" she spoke through gritted
teeth, her beautiful face showing evident signs of strain in matching Amy's
power, which is when she unleashed her real advantage, and with a high-pitched
martial arts cry, she managed to use Amy's strength against her and
judo-flipped her hard onto the floor below. The impact of which caused the
wooden floorboards to crack, and even the very foundation of this restaurant
to shake.

"Well ... .I gotta give it to you ... ..you are Fucking Strong" the wicked
young musclegirl made out, standing over Amy's currently floorbound body. "But
that's all you are, isn't it? You rely just on your power, which is very
impressive, but you have no skill" she continued on, as Amy quickly rose back
to her feet; that was before her young opponent jumped, spun around in
mid-air, and kicked her in the face so hard that it sent Amy flying several
feet away. "I on the other hand, have plenty of both" she spoke out wickedly,
slowly making her way towards Amy; who looked slightly dazed from the impact,
though raised her hands in an attempt to defeat her opponent and protect the
man she loved all the same.

Unfortunately for her, that just wasn't going to happen here and now.

The stunning scarlet haired supergirl proceeded to beat Amy virtually
senseless, a feat that for almost Anyone would have been impossible, but this
girl seemed to be her physical equal, not to mention her superior in fighting.
She also seemed to know all of Amy's moves, clearly studying the numerous
videos Amy had uploaded over the years on her OurSpace page, detailing her
usual move set and method of attack, which she had counters planned for them
all.

After several minutes of this seemingly one-sided battle, the Impossible
happened, and after an expertly performed standing high kick to the side of
her face, Amy collapsed to the floor, unconscious. The younger foe now
displaying her own signs of wear and fatigue, not needing to appear
invulnerable to her knocked out foe any longer; as even though Amy wasn't
close to the level of fighting skill she herself possessed, defeating her was
not as easy as she made it out to be.

She then grabbed hold of David's limp and barely conscious form, tossing him
over one of her broad shoulders, and proceeded to make her way out of this
establishment. A stunned crowd watched her pass with looks of awe and fear
about them, none of them close to brave enough to attempt to stop her.

**********

Amy awoke several minutes later, her Amazonian physique allowing her to
recover much quicker than any normal person, especially considering such a
person would have been in the hospital for months (or worse) after the assault
she had just endured.

"David?! Baby?? Where ... .where is he, where did she take him??" Amy yelled
out in a panic, as she grabbed hold of two of the men who were helping her to
her feet, holding them high off the floor in an intimidating manner as she did
so. Seeing the fear on the faces of these men, and on the gathering of former
patrons around her, told Amy that she was letting her anger get the better of
herself on the two men she was in real danger of hurting, so she suddenly
released her hold over them and made her way outside. Rapidly walking towards
the car she and David used to drive here initially, her heart sank again as
she saw it was heavily dented all about and virtually destroyed, its metal
frame filled with fist shaped indents, a ruby red set of kissing lips on one
of the windows letting her know full well who was the cause of its
destruction.

Amy realized if she was to make it back home, she would have to do so under
her own power. A feat that was well within even her temporarily weakened
abilities, as she made the 10 mile trip in record time; bursting through her
front door so powerfully she nearly ripped it from its hinges, before making
her way upstairs and to the safety of her bedroom. She then dove onto her
spacious bed, and began to cry. Never before had she been beaten in such a
manner, though her tears were not for herself, but for her love David, who she
had failed to protect, even though she promised him she always would.

"OK, get a grip Amy" she spoke to herself, wiping away the tears from her
beautiful young face, as she took a sitting position on her bed. "Where did I
recognize her from, I know she looked familiar, where ... ." she stopped, as
if finally realizing where she recalled her attacker. It was several months
ago, when during a night alone she enjoyed watching several videos from her
admirers and fans thanking her for being so inspirational to them. That was
until the final clip, where a young red-head had viciously demolished a room
full of men, she thanking Amy for setting her on that destructive path.

Amy then once more recalled what David mentioned earlier, about the disturbing
videos recently posted on her page, which she so foolishly dismissed. She
quickly went online and within seconds found the collection of videos, all of
them previously viewed (by David no doubt), all but one. A clip that seemed to
be uploaded only 30 minutes ago, which Amy began playing instantly upon seeing
it.

"Hey Babe, sorry about the beating, but I had to prove a point, and as I
thought, you have gotten soft - but don't worry, as a true fan, I'm here to
help" the raven haired Amazon girl spoke out with a sexily crazed smile. "Now
that I've removed the thing that made you weak ... ." Amy's heart stopped as
she heard this, thinking David had been permanently dealt with by this vile
young woman, " ... ..oh, don't worry, I haven't done anything Final with it
... .yet. But I will, if you don't do exactly as I say! Now, listen up ... .."
she then continued on with a set of instructions for Amy to follow, tasks Amy
was all too familiar with, as well as a meeting place and time for later that
night to perform them.

After watching this "invitation" video several times more, as well as fully
viewing all of her previous ones in order to get a better understanding of her
foe, she discovered a few key things about this girl, including her name -
Sara Steele. Amy thought it best to find out as much about her as she could,
as she did about Amy herself before their previous clash. After her humbling
loss earlier, she knew she needed any advantage she could against her, as
using just her legendary strength was clearly not enough.

Her assortment of videos were as brutal as she would have expected from
someone capable of what Sara was - yet, at the same time, all too similar to
what she did herself at her age. Amy tried to convince herself there was a
noticeable difference between her past exploits and Sara's savage recordings,
though in the end she couldn't help but see how she truly did inspire this
powerful young woman to commit such acts, and while she never took her
conquests quite as far as she did, there were clearly related acts all the
same.

None moreso than a specific video clip, showing Sara dressed as a scantily
clad schoolgirl, making her way into one of her teacher's offices after
school. The smaller, older man scolding her for wearing such sexy clothing,
ordering her to leave, which only caused the young girl to giggle, lock the
door behind her, as she placed the little recording device on a nearby shelf,
with a perfect position to pick up all the action that followed.

Sara sexily sauntered over towards the now worried looking man, her mostly
revealed physique clearly pulsating with powerful female muscles. He did what
he could to maintain his composure, sitting safely behind his large desk, that
was until Sara rose a single shapely muscular leg straight up, slamming it
down a second later in a perfectly executed axe-kick, shattering the sturdy
wood desk between them in half. She then proceeded to make her way closer to
him, reaching down to grab him by his crotch, as she lifted him up off his
chair with a single arm, her fingers crushing down harshly on his cock and
balls, as he screamed in a high pitch cry. She turned to the camera and gave a
girlish little pout, putting a single finger from her free hand sensually
across her full red lips, playing the part of the innocent schoolgirl, just
like her Amazonian Idol, Amy.

She then tossed his agonized body aside like an unwanted plaything, slamming
him against a wall several feet away. This was followed over the next several
minutes by the demolition of everything in his office, filing cabinets crushed
in powerful bearhugs, black boards filled with holes from lighting fast
punches, strong feminine hands ripping thick books to pieces, all while her
instructor could only lay on the floor grabbing his brutally mangled member.
Though such acts were not done solely to cause utter destruction, but also to
be as loud as possible, bringing in the next phase of her plan.

Moments later several large security guards broke open the formerly locked
door, attempting to come to the aid against whatever was causing such chaos,
only to be shocked at the sight before them. A thickly muscle packed teenage
girl, dressed in a barely there schoolgirl uniform, who was in the process of
ripping a steel counter in half with her bare hands. Sara then gestured with
her fingers for the several large men to join in the fun, as she put it, which
began her slaughter of their utterly over-matched forms. While combined, these
guards would have been capable of subduing most any sized man, though what
they were facing was anything but. Her strength, her speed, her skill were
unreal, as she broke their bodies viciously, throwing them against one
another, slamming them against walls, and crushing any part of them that still
remained intact - all giggling like the teenage girl she was as she did so.

Sara then walked over to the camera, tilting it slightly down towards the
terrified teacher still huddled on the floor, as she looked at the camera and
cooed, "This one's for you, Amy". This was followed by the expanse of her
muscular frame, causing her sexily worn outfit to burst off her rippling hard
body, leaving her completely naked as she made her way to the panicked
teacher. She then spent the next several minutes raping him absolutely
senseless, mangling his body against her unstoppable form as she hit orgasm
after orgasm, his screams of agony mixing perfectly with her cries of ecstasy.

Amy turned off this video as tears formed on her face. How could she have
helped create such a vicious thing, and was Sara so different from she herself
in her youth. Though such troubling thoughts had to be pushed away for the
time being, as Amy had instructions fulfil and tasks to complete, if she had a
hope of saving her captured fianc�e.

Understanding what Sara was asking of her, and having an idea of what her
endgame was, Amy swiftly made her way into her walk-in wardrobe, gathering
together a few things she would need, before bolting off into the night. She
praying David was unharmed by this sadistic supergirl, knowing she would do
whatever she could, anything that was in her power and beyond, to rescue him
and bring him home safe.

**********

Two hours later ... ..

A man groggily wakes up with a dizzying headache, his body seemingly bound to
a chair, his eyes blindfolded, leaving him helpless and unable to make out
exactly where he was. The last thing he remembered was answering his front
door, where a large shapely woman silhouetted in black stood before him, then
darkness. As he was about to call out for help, thankfully his mouth was
ungagged allowing him to do so, he heard distant sounds of clicking, rhythmic
clicking, as if high-heeled footsteps were hitting a hard floor. The sounds
were clearly becoming louder, echoing all about this seemingly spacious area,
as the figure before him made its way closer. His heart began racing with
panic and fear, unsure of what to expect, as the clicking sound stopped just
before his bound form. A second later his blindfold was removed, as he
blinkingly gazed up at a sight he never thought he would see again, at least
not here, especially not looking like she was.

"Hiya Mr. Scott, miss me?" cooed out the towering form of Amy, dressed in her
sexiest and smallest schoolgirl outfit, her young face made to look even more
youthful, her blonde hair styled in girlish pigtails, held by little pink
bows. Robert Scott was all too familiar with this young woman, especially in
the classic attire she was currently wearing, as she had used and abused him
multiple times in her teenage years, taking him for her own erotic pleasures,
usually leaving him in a good deal of pain when she was done. Though it had
been some time since their paths crossed, so he was quite puzzled to say the
least why she had abducted him, and what her plans for him were.

"A-Amy? What, what's going on here?? What have you...."

"Shhhhh...." she interrupted, putting a single finger softly across his lips
to silence him, "It's been so long since we've seen each other, I missed you
and I wanna play with my favorite toy" she spoke out in a high pitched tone,
one of her fingers twirling around a single hanging curl of her pigtail, the
other arm hitting a full on bicep flex that both terrified and aroused the
captive man before her.

"Amy, look, I-I don't know what you want, but......"

Amy once again stopped his words, this time with her bending her statuesque
form down to his head, enveloping his face with ample breast flesh, as she
used one of her hands to press his head deeper into her tight, snug cleavage.

"I know you miss me too, I know you think about all of our time together, and
just get all hard and throbbing, down there" she cooed out sensually to his
barely exposed ear, as she moved one of her hands to his crotch. "I get the
same way when I think of you, Mr. Scott, can't you tell" Amy erotically
continued, as she flexed her thick pecs around his face, bouncing and
hardening their luscious forms to uncomfortable levels, causing the smaller,
weaker man before her to groan noticeably in pain.

Thankfully such treatment lasted less than a minute, and his previous
experiences with Amy (along with her muscle twin Jessica and even her muscular
Mother) gave Robert Scott quite a tolerance to the pain that female muscles
could bring, not to mention the ability to hold his breath for quite a while.
Though he was far from immune from the full extent of her immense power, and
if she decided to take him in ways that she had years ago in her youth, he
would be utterly helpless to stop her.

"Here, let's take care of these....." Amy spoke with a smile, as she grabbed
hold of the rope used to tie Mr. Scott to his wooden chair, and with a near
casual tug she pulled it off and away from his body, snapping them with
incredible ease. ".....can't have my favorite little toy restricted, he's so
much more fun when he's squirming around. But don't try to run away Mr. Scott,
if you do I'll catch you, and Break you to little bitty pieces" she continued
to make out in a little girl's voice, as she grasped him under his arms,
lifting him out of his chair and several feet off the floor.

Though he had been freed from his blindfold for several minutes, he only now
realized where he was (his vision being solely focused on Amy's Amazonian
form, or engulfed in smothering muscle breasts, until now), it was the
auditorium of the school he once taught, the same school that he first
encountered this legendary teenage musclegirl. Why he had been captured and
taken here, he had no idea, especially since he thought Amy had calmed such
behaviour down in recent years, even getting engaged, or so he had heard. So
why the all too sudden back-pedalling to her former ways now? One final fling
before her wedding, and if so, what did that mean for him??

"Amy look, I don't know what's going on here, but if you stop now, I-I won't
tell anyone, no one will know, and you can go and live your life, and let me
live mine" he made out in a clearly worried tone, causing the muscle-packed
beauty to smile.

"Oh, I don't think you want me to do that at all, do you Mr. Scott? In fact, I
can see your pee-pee wants to play with me, very much!" she excitedly spoke,
looking down at his crotch area, watching a noticeable bulge grow from
underneath his slacks. "Mmmmm, I missed you so much....." she spoke as if
talking directly to the thickening shaft before her, licking her lips as she
did so, her face looking sexually starving for her upcoming meal, ".....why
don't you come out and play too" she cooed, now using a single hand to hold
her captive up off the floor, as her other tore his pants and boxers to
ribbons, exposing a cock that was throbbing with a size that was a true gift
compared to his overall diminutive frame.

"Mmmmm, my favorite lollipop, I can't wait to taste you again, lick you all
up" Amy spoke out, lifting Mr. Scott higher now, his erection just inches from
Amy's quivering lips, her tongue reaching out a hair's breath from the
dripping pre-cum peaking out from its head. "But no, not yet, we have to play
some first, it's so much tastier after some play-time" she giggled out, as she
dropped his 140 pound form several feet to the floor, where he landed on his
hands and knees before her; the perfect position for her to take a single step
forward and engulf his head in mounds of muscular thighs.

"Oooooh, I so miss having you between my legs Mr. Scott. I remember when I
first saw you, right here on this very stage, during a school assembly, I knew
I had to have you.....that "they" had to have you.....inside them" she
sensually spoke, pulsing and popping her thighs as she did, each time causing
her power packed legs to harden and crush in on the fragile skull trapped
within them.

"I was only a little bitty schoolgirl, and you were my first crush.....well,
not my first "crush", that was a much bigger man than you, and I was a bit
younger then. I put him in the hospital when I was done, it was So Much Fun to
crush him, I just lost control and couldn't stop myself. Hee hee! You better
hope I can stop with you, my adorable little man, cause if not, this will be
your Final Crush!" she chirped out, giggling aloud as she caused him to scream
once more from her squeezing thighs.

Thoughts and memories of his previous sessions with this Ultimate Amazon girl
came flooding throughout his mind, like a disaster survivor experiencing
traumatic flashbacks when coming across a similar situation. Amy sexually
using and abusing him in this very school, not to mention several other
locations, whirled about his memories; though while her treatment now was
clearly painful for the near 30 year old man, he had to admit there was also
sensations of pleasure coursing through his body as well. Amy's gorgeous young
face and firm, shapely, muscular form were simply too much for any man to
resist such arousing sensations, though the pain coursing about his head at
this moment was sure giving such pleasurable feelings a run for their money.

"Awwww, am I hurting you too much Mr. Scott? Sometimes I forget just how
strong these legs of mine are, and I just Break anything I put between them"
Amy spoke, as she mercifully released his skull, then sexily backing slightly
away from his dazed, floor-bound form. "Mmmmm, you should see what I can do
here....." she continued on in a sultry voice, lifting her pleaded schoolgirl
skirt up, as she pointed to her tiny teddy-bear panty covered pussy, ".....I
can break things in here too, wanna find out?" Amy cooed, as she sensually
rubbed herself there.

"Ahhhhh, maybe not yet, we still have more playing to do before that, I think"
she sexily spoke, as she grabbed his body around his torso, and lifted him up
and into her own heaving chest, enveloping his much smaller form in a crushing
bearhug. "You know, little girls love to hug their favorite toys....."
<Squeeze> "....and you are my oh so favorite, Mr. Scott!" <Crush> "A girl
never forgets her first, that's why you and I, will be together...." <Crunch>
".....Forever!" Amy made out erotically, her head lustily tilted back, her
eyes erotically closed, her tongue sensually flowing about her luscious lips.
So constrictive were her arms around his body, that his very breath was
becoming extremely limited, causing his head to slump forward and rest on her
thick, powerful chest. Amy then started whispering to him as his head lay on
her luscious pecs, words that apparently caused him much fear and concern, as
his eyes widened with much awareness at hearing her softly spoken words.

Amy continued this crushing hold for several more minutes, her face one of
clear erotic enjoyment, as she sensually started gyrating her crotch area into
his nearby hanging form, relishing the sensations of her moist pussy rubbing
against his helpless body. Unfortunately for Robert Scott, when girls such as
Amy, with strength well beyond what any normal man could possess, get carried
away during such sexual sessions, they tend to lose control of their unreal
power, and all too commonly, their sexual partners so often break apart. That
time was apparently now, as evident Cracking and Crunching noises started to
emit from their closely grinding bodies, clearly heard echoing about this
large open area. Amy's muscular arms proving too much for the smaller man's
ribs, as she was seemingly breaking each and every one of them to pieces.

After several more seconds of this punishing treatment, Amy slowly returned
from her lusting trance, as she lowered Mr. Scott's body to the hard wood
floor of this spacious auditorium stage, his broken form unconscious from the
damage she had just caused. Just then, out of the darkness that was the seated
audience area before her, came a slow series of clapping sounds, which like
the clicking of her high heeled feet before, slowly made its way closer to
Amy, revealing a wickedly grinning Sara emerging from the darkness.

"Well done! Maybe a bit short, but we can work on Act 2 when he wakes up. See,
I knew you still had it in you, you just needed the right incentive to bring
it back out" the cruel red-headed Amazon spoke, as she expertly jumped up
several feet onto the stage, standing just before Amy's schoolgirl clad body.
The muscular young blond instantly dropping her horny little girl act, and
returning to the vengefully protective young woman she now was once more.

"Where Is David!" Amy made out with a coldness that she never thought herself
possible of possessing.

"Ewww, so scary, and so serious. Do you think I'm afraid of you? Did you
forget what happened when we last tangled?" Sara tauntingly made out with
unrivalled power and sexuality. "Come on now, I want us to be friends, I'm
doing all of this for you, can't you see that! You were an inspiration to me,
you helped turn me into what I am now. You should be proud!"

"Where. Is. David!" Amy now spoke with evident anger, her only thoughts of
making sure her true love was safe.

"OK, I see we aren't getting anywhere, so here you go" Sara spoke out as she
made her way to the side of this stage, clicking a nearby light switch,
causing much of the auditorium to illuminate. Amy eagerly scanned the fully
seated area before them with all too anxious eyes, taking only seconds to
locate David, though not in the normal sitting area, but dangling from a rope
high above. His mouth gagged, his body looking a bit bruised though nothing
seemingly broken or overly serious.

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