SUPERSTRONG SUBSTITUTE
by DTM
Sexy Amazon Teacher Shows Off Her Unique Brand Of Teaching, And Her Super Muscular Physique, To Her New School


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"Well, look at what we have here" thought Mr. Maxwell with Much lust to
himself, as he sat in his car in the teacher's parking lot, listening to the
radio and drinking his morning coffee; something he did until the last minute
before entering the school at which he taught for another "grueling" day at
work. A routine he had kept for some time now, though one that on this
particular Monday morning was shattered to pieces with the sight of a new
teacher, one that happened to park just across from him in this fairly open
lot, giving him the perfect view of her unbelievable body as she exited her
vehicle, and what a sight it was.

Her name currently being unknown to him, though Mr. Maxwell knew without a
doubt that he would be finding out such information, in addition to anything
else he could of her, Very Soon. She looked to be standing quite tall (though
without another person near to her, that was still hard to fully confirm), her
long, shapely legs clad in a sexy pair of sheer, black stockings, her feet
adorned with leather, ankle-length high heeled boots, which helped show off
her impressive height even moreso. While her black skirt wasn't overly short
(though still considered a mini) ending around knee-level, what showed off her
legs even more were two long slits, one on either side, of her skirt's
leathery material; something her lush, thick thighs took full advantage of,
pushing the opening out wide, displaying a large amount of her lusciously
curvaceous legs (so much so a sexy tattoo, with the words Assassin, were seen
quite clearly on one of her outer thighs).

This body hugging skirt also did wonders for showing off her thick, perfectly
rounded, bubble butt, especially when she leaned down to claim her briefcase
from her car's backseat; which not only caused her lower body's covering to
hug her more than amply sized ass even tighter, but for it also to raise
several more inches up on her legs, displaying now the lacy tops of her sexy
black stockings. Truly this ebony beauty was the most physically amazing woman
Bruce Maxwell had ever seen in his life, and as unreal as her lower half was,
it was certainly not to by outdone by her upper body, which was clad in a
white blouse that looked several sizes too short, judging by the way it hugged
her clearly voluptuous frame, and by the way her huge breasts were almost
spilling out of it's mostly unbuttoned top as well.

Though as massive as her full, thick chest was (easily looking in the DD range
to her admirer's transfixed eyes), it looked in perfect proportion to the rest
of her upper body (and lower half as well), as even though it was mostly
concealed with her white blouse, its tightness could easily show the size and
even shape of her back and shoulders, flowing down perfectly to a trim, tight
waistline. Yes, Mr. Maxwell's gaze was simply glued to this incredible female
sight before him, though had he been a bit more savvy in the ways of 21st
Century Woman, and the physiques they more and more seemed to possess, he
would have realized that the curves contained by this mocha skinned Goddess
were made of just one thing - solid, strong, sexy female muscle - and that
such a revelation would have saved him the from the events that would unfold
in the next coming minutes, and the month long hospital stay that followed.

"Hey Babe, wait up" Bruce Maxwell spoke aloud, as he removed himself from his
car and hurriedly made his way over to this stunningly gorgeous woman before
him. In doing so, he felt increasingly smaller as he made his way closer to
her, as his own 6' even height was actually several inches shorter than this
Goddesses' own statuesque physique, which upon much closer inspection now was
not only taller than he had originally thought (even noticing height earlier),
but also thicker, shapelier and just overall Bigger as well. Not that he
thought she was a thin waif previously, if anything it was her impressive
array of curves and sexy bulges that captivated his attention so full on
initially (not to mention made his cock throb like never before), but now that
he was standing just inches before her (over gawking at her from the relative
safety of his vehicle several feet away), she seemed to be everything he had
imagined, and So Much More - and that, simply put, intimidated the Hell out of
him. "I....I......I just wanted to introduce myself, I.....I'm Mr.
Maxwell.....er.....Bruce, and I teach......"

"Do I look like I care what you teach, or care anything about you at all for
that matter?" the towering black beauty spoke out calmly and in control,
turning now fully to this man, her broad, powerfully built shoulders and wide
back eclipsing him from view. "What, did you think you could stare at me from
your car, stroking your excuse for a cock while watching me, then come on over
and introduce yourself, and I'd be putty in your hands? Well, looks like your
sweet talking tongue has gone and left you now that you've seen my up close
and personal, is that so?" the gorgeous young woman continued on, speaking in
a powerful tone that was more than enough to put this man in his place,
something her continued forward advances towards him did as well; her high
heels clicking on the hard concrete below, as her solidly curvaceous form
pushed Bruce's body back with each advancing step. So much so he ended right
where he began, his back flush against the steel hardness of his own car;
several inches in front of him standing the one time object of his burning
lust, now someone he wished he had never laid eyes on.

"Let me tell you something about this body of mine that got your dick so
Fucking Hard!" she roared out, grabbing Mr. Maxwell's cock and balls with a
single hand, squeezing it hard as she did so, so much so his feet felt like
they were about to give out on him from the pain, though her single arm seemed
to be more than enough to hold him aloft, and without effort at that. "I stand
6' 1" without heels, with these leathery babies I'm wearing I stand around 6'
4", my 38-26-38 figure weighs a rock solid 200 pounds, every inch of it filled
with steel hard female muscle!" she growled out, as she flexed her massive
breasts just inches from his face, causing the impressive amount of mocha
colored cleavage to explode even further into this terrified man's view, its
firm looking skin now being filled with rippling hard pec muscle right before
his very eyes.

"My thighs are 28" around, and strong enough to crush stone to dust, let alone
your wimpy little body" she both erotically cooed and intimidatingly growled,
as she began to press her legs now into this man's vastly inferior frame,
crushing him between its lush, full hardness and the metal frame of his very
car. "My biceps are a brick hard 17.5", strong enough to bend a steel rod into
a pretzel, not to mention cracking your spine like a twig" she continued on,
as she snaked her insanely powerfully arms around his body, squeezing him not
only in a super hard bearhug, but also pressing him even further into the
vehicle behind him; so much so that the multi-ton mound of metal actually
began to clearly tilt to the opposite side. "And these tits of
mine.......well, besides being massive 38 DDD's, these thick, beefy breasts of
mine are filled with 100% Prime Beef, more than enough to crush your skull to
pieces with a few good squeezes, or batter you senseless!" The Ebony Amazon
then began to twist her upper body, Slamming her amazingly ample chest into
Bruce's face, each impact feeling like a punch from a heavyweight
prizefighter, and all of this while she continued to press his body forward,
constricting it within her voluptuously steely frame, and the actual steel
hardness the vehicle behind him. "And don't get me started on what the muscles
in my tight, hard pussy can do to your weak, little limp dick!" she growled
out with a wickedly evil smile to this man's increasingly beaten up face.

With that final comment, this power packed woman simply pressed her body into
his, pushing its full, rock hardness with merciless force against him, causing
the sudden and savage sounds of bones snapping to be heard all about them, in
addition to the one side of his car to be lifted several inches off the
ground. It felt as if his body was being mashed to pulp in an automated trash
compactor, as Bruce Maxwell could only scream in pain and agony from this
woman's inescapable punishment, screams which were instantly muffled by the
smothering of hugely muscled breasts on either side of his face. The last
things he could remember were the sounds of cracks coming not just from his
body, but from his very skull as well (her proving her earlier claim about the
crushing strength of her lusciously full pecs), mixed with the sounds of her
laughter, as she continued to mangle and demolish him completely and utterly.

She then, when she felt he was fully unconscious and his body limp within her
Amazonian form, removed herself from around him, causing his mangled and
beaten body to fall to the hard ground below. His partially cracked back
slumping into the metal frame of his car, which also wasn't spared its share
of damage from her super strong body, as noticeable dents and grooves could be
seen all about its once sturdy form, which matched the curvaceous bulges of
this woman's muscle packed body to near perfection.

"The name is Felicia, Felicia Harding, remember it!" she sexily growled out,
as she fixed up her tight, sexy professionally styled outfit (which looked
even more body hugging than before, due to the recent expanse of her lush,
hard muscles), turning back toward the school and then making her way towards
her intended destination, the clicking of high heels echoing about the early
morning air, her first of many a destroyed male laying in her wake.

**********

".......and furthermore, I would like to remind us all that we have a dress
code here at the school for our children, and it is our job to make sure they
adhere to it, understood?" the authoritatively spoken Principal White made
out, speaking to the various teachers of his school, as they sat around a
large wooden table for their daily pre-morning meeting. Something that started
several minutes earlier, as the newly appointed Ms. Harding made her entrance
into this fully stocked lounge, arriving late for her first day on the job,
something that didn't overly sit well with several of her fellow instructors,
especially Principal White, who did his best to run a tight ship here,
starting with his faculty. "And let us also remember that such dress needs to
start with us all, and no inappropriate attire by any one of my teachers will
be tolerated!" he added on with a smile as a conscious and purposeful dig on
Felicia's clearly tight fitting and quite revealing outfit.

"Now, let my conclude this morning's meeting with the official introduction of
Ms. Felicia Harding, our new substitute teacher........who will remember to be
on time in the future, least her tenure here by as brief as the material in
her blouse" the clearly annoyed administrator made out, causing all eyes to
now stare at this new teacher, specifically her code of dress, which while not
as short and skimpy as her normal array of outfits, was still a good deal
more so than any one of the surrounding females about her. Though while some
had issue with the tone of attire Felicia was wearing this day, virtually all
of them (men and women alike) couldn't help but stare at her with lust and
arousal. From her massively mammoth breasts to her thick and meaty butt to her
full shapely legs, and everything in between, all coupled with a face as
beautiful as any they had seen before. This mocha skinned Goddess clearly had
this room's complete and undivided attention - something she didn't mind in
the least, in fact, she craved it!

"Or as brief as the amount of hair on your cue-ball head, Mr. White?" the
gorgeous young woman jabbed back in reply, causing gasps to emit from the
surrounding faculty, as their principal was not known for his sense of humor,
nor one others under him spoke back to. "Or better still, maybe a better
example would be as brief as my patience, as you'll undoubtedly discover in
short order" she continued on, as she slowly made her way around the large
table, towards her new boss, who seemed to appear more and more weary with
each step she took; each clicking of her high heeled boots bringing her closer
to him, her incredible size and lush shape becoming more evident as she did
so.

"And for the record, I would have been right on time if I wasn't stalked by
one of your teachers on my way in. A Mr. Bruce Maxwell, who I had to teach a
little lesson to, in addition to someone who will surely be on leave for the
foreseeable future after our little meeting.......something several others of
you will also be on if you happen to annoy me or get in my way!" Felicia
threatened out as she lifted a single one of her long, luscious legs up,
planting its sexily worn boot flat on the table before her; an act which
displayed a good deal more of her stocking clad legs to those about her
(thanks to the now much more open slits on either side of her leathery
mini-skirt), especially of her shapely, now visibly muscular thighs, and once
more the Assassin tattoo she bore on her inner most legs.

"Lastly, if you think this outfit of mine is too sexy and
revealing.......well, you aint seen nothing yet!" she growled out to Mr. White
before her, which was followed with a slow raising of her arms, and then a
savagely sudden powering of them down in a full on double biceps shot that
filled her arm muscles so much they burst out and tore through the
body-hugging fabric of her now sleeve-less blouse. An act of dominance and
defiance in both word and act, something that was made only the more obvious
as she pushed downward on the single bent leg she had on their meeting table,
pressing it down with an intensity so strong and sudden that it broken apart
the thick wooden frame around her foot, which then slammed into the floor;
tearing through the hard wooden table just as easily as her now 18" biceps did
to her newly ripped top.

"Meeting adjourned!" Felicia then growled out, giving a stern look at the once
proud and powerful school administrator before her, as she concluded this
opening day's gathering with an impressive display of her physical power;
which was followed by her sexily strutting her way out of this room, and onto
the school grounds to start her first day of work. Leaving behind a room full
of stunned, shocked, awed and for the most part Horny teachers - and one very
angry principal.

Felicia then made her way about the vast hallways of this school, her actual
position not starting officially until tomorrow, with today being more planned
for some fellow teachers to show her the ropes and give her a tour of this
spacious campus and surrounding grounds. Though it seemed that she was not
needing nor wanting any such showing around, being more than equipped to do so
herself, enabling her to give off the exact first impression to not only the
teachers, but the students, that she wanted - namely finding various ways to
display her Amazonian strength and power.

"Hey, give it back!" yelled out a small teenage boy towards a much larger,
several years older looking male student. The obvious bully was holding a Coke
can in his hand, received no doubt from the nearby soda machine these two were
currently standing near, teasingly doing so high above the smaller one's head,
pulling it away with much delight in his face each time the younger, smaller
boy would try and grab for it.

"You want it, here is is Wimp, come and get it" the larger male student
laughed out as he continued to tease and harass his prey, something which was
getting its share of onlookers; something bullies such as he loved, as there
was little sense in embarrassing someone if there wasn't a crowd around to
watch you do so. This continued on for several more minutes, the taller,
stronger looking boy pulling the newly bought soda can out of reach with each
attempt of the smaller boy to claim it. A fact which glued a malicious grin
and devious look on the older boy's face, as he continued lifting it high in
the air, where the shorter student had little to no chance to claim it; that
was until it was roughly grabbed from his own teasing grip from someone above
and behind him. "Who The Fuck!!" yelled this rather large High School Senior
as he swiftly turned around, thinking it was another student, a Good Samaritan
who was standing up for this weak Sophomore; one who he would trounce with all
of his impressive size for doing so. Imagine his shock then as he turned
around to face Felicia's 6' 4", 200 muscular pound frame, who then held the
can in a similar fashion over his head, as he himself had done to the younger
boy not seconds ago.

While part of this bullying student's mind was set on retrieving this can and
continuing his abusing ways, being the main tormentor in this school he stood
up to everyone here, teachers included; most of the rest of this his brain was
contemplating the Amazonian figure of the woman standing before him. Her dark
colored skin as smooth as silk and flawlessly shaped, her facial beauty
unequaled with any woman he had ever seen, but it was her physique that
captivated him utterly; her width, her fullness, her thickness, her firmness -
and this all from her DDD-cup chest, which his eyes seemed to currently be
locked upon.

"This yours?" Felicia cooed out sexily, gesturing the Coke can to this boy,
holding it out for him to claim with one of her hands, something to which he
nodded his head Yes and then raised a matching hand to claim it; though that
was to no avail, as her grip on it was steel tight, as if the can was encased
in stone, something he couldn't remove even with both of his hands now pulling
on it. The laughter of those around him served to turn the tables against this
one time bully, who was now using all the strength his athletically fit 6' 1"
190 pound body possessed, though the gorgeous mocha skinned beauty looked to
hold her grip without any visible effort at all. "Awwwww, what's the matter
Little Boy, I thought you said you wanted this. Here, maybe you want me to
feed it to you, This Way" she growled out sensually, as she placed the can
within her thick, beefy muscle tits, using its clamping grip alone to hold it
now in place. Her hands then shot out and grabbed a hold of the boy before her
by his shoulders, which while impressively shaped and well muscled, felt like
putty in her awesomely powerful hands.

"You strike me as a breast feeder, Wimp. A Mama's Boy, a Cry Baby. Come then,
and drink from my breasts - If You Dare!" she roared out with a smile, which
was followed by wicked laughter from her lusciously shaped lips, as she moved
his face just inches from her perfectly shaped chest, as well as the trapped
soda can snugly fit within it. With that she began to squeeze in harder on his
encaptured shoulders, doing so with only a fraction of her full strength, but
enough to send incredible waves of pain throughout this boy's body, enough to
cause her desired affect on him as tears of agony and fear came streaming down
his clearly emotional face.

"Awwwww, don't cry Little Baby Boy. Here, Momma will make it all better"
Felicia followed up with in a soothing, yet dominant, tone, as she eased up
slightly on her hand's grip, only seemingly to transfer that power to her
voluptuously stacked chest, which now moved with a mind of its own. Moved, as
well as expanded and hardened, doing so around the formerly used can, causing
little creaking and crunching sounds to come from its liquid filled, aluminum
casing; something that didn't have a hope in standing against the unreal might
of her meaty muscular mammaries, and in a few seconds time burst apart (in the
exact angle and direction Felicia wished), dousing the former bully with its
carbonated juices as if someone had shook it wildly and then opened it right
into his face. Its sugary fluid mixing with his own tears quickly transformed
his once well kept appearance now into a true and complete mess.

"Little Baby Boy still hungry?" she asked out in a purposefully teasing tone,
causing those around them to laugh out once more (those that weren't standing
stunned and cock hard at this truly unbelievable sight, that was). The large
boy's reaction was instant, as he shook his head No with the utmost panic,
something that delighted Felicia enough to release her grip on him (doing so
in her own fashion, as she lifted him up several inches off the floor by his
shoulders, and tossing him off and away from her), which was followed by his
terrified running away from this truly bizarre scene.

"Excuse me. Ms.....uh.......well, I uh......I just wanted to say Thanks for
that, but.....I.......I needed that can........ummmm.....for my
lunch........later on" the previously harassed little boy bravely, though
someone would say foolishly, spoke out to Felicia, whose towering form stood
like a true Giant over his weak and weedy little frame.

Then, without any words in reply, just a single smirk towards this boy from
her full red lips, the Ebony Amazon made her way to the nearby soda machine,
reaching her arms around its steel framed form, and with her staring at this
boy the entire time (her head turned to the side to do so, as she closely
hugged this metal clad object into her body), Felicia began to constrict in
with her visibly muscular arms (they being quite exposed now due to her
recently flex-strip in the teacher's lounge), which instantly was followed
with the sounds of screaming steel, snapping plastic, and popping soda cans
trapped and helplessly crushed from within.

The crowd of students previously standing around grew due to the volume of
this mangled machine, filled now with several teachers as well; all watching
with untold awe, amazement and arousal as the stunningly beautiful young woman
demolished this soda machine with her massively mighty muscles, her creamy
chocolate skin mixing with her rippling musculature made this sight as sexy as
it was intimidating. In less than a minute Felicia Harding had finished her
latest display of her Amazonian strength, leaving the area around her a
complete mess, the long standing drink machine now totally destroyed, all save
for a single can of Coke, which she used a sexily boot wearing foot to kick
over to the young boy at the forefront of this performance, who then picked up
its rolling form and placed it in his school bag. Felicia then strode on out
of this little area, which was now in utter silence, those around her frozen
in fear and lust, save for the click, click, clicking of her high heeled
boots, which echoed all about the hall as she continued to walk down its long,
winding path.

She soon after came across another interesting scene, one that appeared to be
a boy scolding his girlfriend across this growingly emptying hallway, she
looking quite visibly distressed at him doing so. The 18 year old boy
continued talking down to this girl (who looked to be a year or so younger
than he), with visible tears welling in her eyes as he did so. Upon further
and more careful listening, it appeared that this one-sided argument was due
to him not liking her tone of dress during a recent party they attended,
apparently being too short, tight and overall Sexy her for to wear in public
(according to him, that was); something Felicia could easily see fitting this
girl to a T, as even in just her casual school clothes, the curves and shape
of her voluptuously curvaceous form was clear as day. Something else that was
equally obvious, at least to someone as experienced in this field as Felicia
herself was, was the noticeable amounts of firmness and even muscle that this
young girl possessed. She figured her to by a gymnast, cheerleader, or other
long time athlete of sorts, and apparently by the way she was letting her
boyfriend (who she was only barely shorter than) talk down harshly to her,
completely unaware of the strength her young, fit body contained. Something
that caused a malicious smile to form across Ms. Harding's gorgeously shaped
face, as she slowly made her way over to this scene, ready to teach her first
of many students to come her own unique brand of instruction.

".......and I saw the way he was looking at you dressed like that, staring at
your breasts, eyeing up your legs; and let me tell you, as Pissed Off as I am
now, this is nothing compared to how I'd react if I saw you looking back!" the
high school boy continued berating his girlfriend, doing so in a quiet, yet
very intense and furious tone. She was backed against the wall full of
lockers, her hands behind the small of her back, her ample breasts
involuntarily being pressed out, showing off a nice amount of her smooth,
youthfully shaped cleavage. "Now the next time we go to a party, I want to
check out what you're wearing first, understand? And if I don't like it, if I
don't approve, then you go back up and change until I do!" he concluded his
angry words with a raising of his hand, back and up, as if threatening to hit
her if she didn't listen to his commands; though the act of doing so actually
thrust his arm inside Felicia's lusciously shaped cleavage, which was as
relaxed as it possibly could be (to allow his hand's access, up to the wrist),
only to close shut completely on its own right afterwards. Her pecs sealing
tight and engulfing around his hand, causing him to turn around in surprise
and face this gloriously gorgeous Glamazon now standing before him.

"Why do let this weak little boy speak to you like that? Threaten you with
violence if you don't obey his commands? Why don't you stand up to him, train
him to be your slave-boy, control him as he seems to be so fond of controlling
you?" Felicia softly, though firmly, spoke out to the 16 year old girl before
her, who was as shocked to see her standing there are her boyfriend was;
though unlike him (whose face was of growing pain and agony), her appearance
quickly took one of relief.

"What.......what can I do? I'm just a girl. He's taller, older, heavier,
stronger........" the young girl replied in a defeated tone and with
occasional emotional sniffles, not fully realizing just how evenly matched
physically her and her boyfriend truly were in most of those areas, and how
superior she was in one of them.

"Just a girl, huh? Well, when I was young age I was beating up boys like this
creep left and right, that's when I wasn't fucking them unconscious" the older
woman spoke out with another devilish smile, this time to the boy still
trapped within her steel tight pecs, as she her breasts continued to chew on
his increasingly mangled hand. "They were mine, in every way, and I made sure
they Never forgot that!"

"But.....but you're.....you're Huge. You're so big and strong,.....I.....I
could never......"

"What do you play? Sports, activities, what do you do?"

"Well I......I'm a cheerleader, I've been in gymnastics since I was 6, I like
to swim and I......."

"Stop! You do all those things, and you don't yet realize the affect that has
on your body? The firmness, the tightness, the strength and power that they
give you?" Felicia continued to instruct this potentially budding young Amazon
girl, as she gave her boudacious breasts one final squeeze, followed by a
sudden release, which caused the once abusive boyfriend to fall to his knees
before them. Felicia then stepped forward and enveloped this his head within
her thick, meaty thighs, sending a series of powerful pulsations into his
skull, making him fell like it was seconds away from being cracked wide open,
doing so on her part with the ease of taking a casual stroll.

"Don't you know a girl's thighs are already much stronger than a man's? Add to
that the fact that you're a long time athlete, with a body as strong as it is
shapely, and you could have this guy eating out of your hands with just a
few......hard......squeezes!" the Ebony Amazon playfully growled out, sending
popping constrictions all about his boy's completely engulfed head, in a hold
so tight even his screams of pain were all but completely muffled silent. His
firm, though hardly muscular looking, arms tried to pry apart this new
teacher's pillar-like legs, giving him just a second of relief from the agony
she was now causing him, though he had a better chance of out-muscling an
elephant than achieving this all too impossible feat.

"But my legs aren't that big.....that hard.....that strong" the young girl
made out with clear admiration in her voice, her eyes transfixed on this
unreal sight before her.

"Maybe not girl, but you're on your way, I can tell" Felicia supportively
replied, not one for being the comforting type, she was always willing to help
today;s young girls become tomorrow's conquering Amazons. "Lift that skirt,
let's see what you got" she spoke out, which was followed by this girl before
her raising her soft, frilly skirt higher, and higher still, up to her waist,
revealing her lush, shapely, and oh so firm looking legs (not to mention full,
rounded bubble butt) for her newfound teacher to see. "Now I want you to slam
your leg down on the floor, one at a time, and flex its muscles as hard as you
can" she continued on, something her young pupil followed with much
excitement, and as she did so, the all too obvious signs of muscular cuts
mixed with her legs full shapely size, made the possessor of these legs look
down in shock, seemingly amazed at the sight of her own athletically built
legs; and judging by the growing smile across her formerly tear stained face,
loving every bit of it.

Felicia then followed suit with a smile of her own, as she released her leg's
grasp over the clearly beaten boy beneath her, only to kick him around to now
face his girlfriend; who with a gesture of approval from Ms. Harding, stepped
forward and wrapped her own thighs around her boyfriend's already ringing
head. The young girl then Squeezed her thighs together with much of her might,
which instantly caused him to Yell out aloud, the pain of her standing
head-scissors on his still kneeling form proving much too great for him to
stand. She continued this treatment for the next minute, anger at his formerly
bullying ways mixing with girlish glee at being able to handle him as such;
with Felicia standing over her like a proud teacher to her favorite student,
as she watched the tables swiftly turning in this relationship.

"Ah ah, you must learn to control the amount of pain you're causing him, the
damage you're doing to his body, before he falls unconscious and escapes your
wrath. Knocking him out only allows him to escape your power......and you must
instruct him first and foremost, that there is No Escape from you!" the dark
skinned musclegirl cooed out sexily, as the beautiful teenager before her then
opened up her firm, hard thighs, causing her boyfriend to fall like a lump to
the hard tiled hallway floor beneath her. "You must mix it up a bit, change
your holds, play with his weak body in as many different ways as possible, as
to cause the most pain, and prolong his agony!" Felicia continued to teach,
which was followed with her then instructing the young girl to lay on the
floor next to him, using her legs newly revealed strength now on his body.
Something she did with the utmost excitement, as she re-clamped her thighs
around his chest now (her height was as such that they could reach fully
around, allowing her to lock her ankles together on the other side), as she
then started to Crush his torso, and his ribs within, with another series of
super strong squeezes.

"Oh My God, I never knew he was so weak!" the thrilled young girl cheered out,
as she poured on the power, her boyfriend held helplessly in her grasp,
completely unable to escape her rock hard hold.

"Oh, it's not that he's weak, it's that you're Strong. Don't ever forget that,
don't you ever again think that girls are the Weaker Sex"

"Never!" CRUSH! "Never again!!" SQUEEZE!!

Felicia watched this scene play out a bit more, the once docile young girl now
showing the true power of her super buff and clearly exposed legs, her
boyfriend getting a hard and harsh lesson about who would be ordering who
around all too well. The girl, taking a lesson from Felicia's previous power
packed pec performance, then straddled his body, still laying on the floor;
she now laid over him, her legs wrapped around his, her bountiful breasts
hovering just above his terrified looking face. She then gazed up at the
towering form of her Amazonian mentor, as if for approval, which was given all
too freely, followed by the sudden smothering of this boy's face within her
lusciously stacked chest. His body flailed and moved around panickly, though
was held fast and immobile by his clearly stronger girlfriend, who began to
stretch his legs out with her own in a well executed grapevine (her knowing
such a hold all on her own impressed even the hard as steel Felicia), as she
used her firm, tight arms to shove his head deeper and deeper into her all
enveloping tits.

"Mmmmmmm, smothering is good my dear, but Crushing is oh so much better. Give
your chest a good, hard squeeze. Flex your pec muscles to their fullest.
Mangle his head with only your big, thick, tits!" Felicia growled out, looking
down at this sight, which was followed by a sudden and savage series of
screams coming from the young boy, whose head was now in the middle of his
girlfriend's constricting breasts. Breasts whose size, shape and firmness he
had always loved, though little did he know that such qualities were caused by
hard earned, athletically trained muscle, which became more and more evident
with each and every chest flex this teenage girl hit.

"Oh God! I love it! I love being so strong.....so powerful......I love him
being so weak against me! You hear that little man, things are going to change
around here, Or Else!" the teenage beauty growled out in a sexily dominant
tone, as she continued to split his legs apart with her own, smother crushing
his skull with her chest, and even Slamming her firm, tight mid-section into
his pelvis, almost as if she was dry humping him right here and now.

"Good, that's good. Now, knock him out, take him home, and have your way with
him until he knows without question who is now In Charge!" Felicia spoke out
once more, the young girl again following her commands perfectly, as she fully
flexed her entire 5' 9" frame over and above her barely larger, though clearly
much weaker, boyfriend; who seconds later went limp and motionless in her all
too crushing embrace. The teenage Amazon then stood up, returning back down to
claim her man's limp body in her newly pumped arms, cradle carrying him with
surprising ease. The mocha skinned musclegirl then leaned down to give a few
last words of advise, something about the joys of handling his cock within her
pussy just as easily as she did his head with her thick beefy breasts, and off
she went, running with a wide anxious smile adorning her sexily cute face.
Ready to take her next step into Amazon-hood, as well as ready to take her
boyfriend, in any and every way she wanted. Thoughts that served to arouse
Felicia's own musclebound body as well (something that with her virtually
unlimited levels of sexual desire, was all too easily done), and as if fate
had stepped in on her behalf, a "willing" volunteer for her latest sexual
cravings seemingly appeared out of nowhere, to be used (and abused) for her
enjoyment.

"You there, what are you doing?" she purred out with an aura of seductiveness
and dominance, speaking to a seemingly stunned school boy, a tall but thinly
bodied Senior who just happened upon this unreal scene; his body frozen in
place ever since, just as much as his eyes were transfixed on the statuesque
Ebony Goddess before him.

"I...I....I was just......I have a hall-pass......I..." He could barely make
out.

"Do you now? Come here, let me see" Felicia cooed out, her charms and
intimidation combined forced this boy's feet to move towards her, his arm to
reach upward, and his hand to place his pass into the steel tight grip of this
school's newest teacher. "Hmmmmmmm......" she made out, eyeing this boy's body
up and down, the previous display of young Amazonian power and sexuality
proving more than effective in getting her own juices flowing as it did her
newfound student in muscle. Then with a sexy smile, Felicia reached out and
removed the pen sticking up from this boy's shirt pocket, using it then to
write on his pass, before handing it back to him; who then looked at it with a
bit of confusion seen across his young, but quite handsome, face.

"Nurse? I.....I don't understand. I'm not going to the nurse, I'm going to the
bathroom"

"How right you are, my adorable little man, but you're not going alone" came
out fluidly from Felicia's pouty lips, as she reached out and picked up this
boys frame like it weighted nothing at all. Her bulgingly hard biceps able to
support his form as easily as if he was a child's toy. Then, with a wickedly
erotic smile, she carried him into the nearby Men's Room, where she spent the
next 40 minutes (until the end of the First Period bell rang out aloud),
taking him sexually with all she was worth. Quenching her sexual fill several
times, each one unfortunately causing more and more pain, and eventually
damage, to her partner's helpless body - which was found by several male
students afterwards as they entered this restroom, unconscious and limp,
battered and mangled, with a hall-pass reading loud and clear "NURSE", laying
on his slowly breathing chest.

Feeling more satisfied and whole now, the mocha colored Amazon continued her
own tour of this rather large school, watching the scores of children emerge
from their rooms, hurriedly making their way in and out of their lockers, and
then off to their next classes. Each of them making way for the solidly built
beauty, most staring at her as their paths crossed.....in awe, in shock, in
lust.....eyes that couldn't help but watch her move through them, her muscular
size and rock solid shape as clear as her face was gorgeous.

Felicia continued her tour, eventually making her way down a large hall and
outside onto the school grounds, now facing the back fields of this building,
which soon after was filled with an assortment of young boys and girls
emerging from the nearby double-doors. Judging by their dress, Felicia could
easily surmise they were just starting their gym class, a code of dress that
clad these students in short, tight fitting outfits, which allowed her to gaze
not only at the wide assortment of young men with fit, hard, athletic bodies
(picking out her choice of those she would have "after school help" with) as
well as the equally impressive array of young women, with their firm, lush,
sexily shaped physiques, that lead her to believe that she would have more and
more Amazonian apprentices before too long.

Something else she noticed off in the near distance, staring at the same
variety of fit, athletic girls that she was, was the form of a bulky male bus
driver, sitting in his vehicles driver's seat, staring with much interest as
the young high school girls bounced and ran and flipped around. Their tight
young bodies attracting his attention, and increasing his lust (as his hands
in his pants could clearly prove); something that while she felt each of these
girls in time would be able to put him in his place, and then some, for now
she felt it best to get involved personally, giving this man an introduction
not just to she herself, but to the unreal levels of power and strength she
contained.

"See anything you like?" Felicia breathed out sexily to the large, older male,
who was so mesmerized by the sight of the young female students playing their
athletic games that he didn't notice this bountifully buff beauty make her way
to him. Something that clearly he was able to do no longer, as she stood in
this buses open doorway, her voluptuously hard body taking up every inch of
its formerly open space, filling this man's mind now with thoughts only of
her, the girls off in the fields before him now a distant second next to her
own lusciously Amazonian form.

"Yeah.......yeah, I see a lot that I like" he replied with a lecherous grin,
as he removed his hand from his pants, swiveling then in his seat to now fully
face this newly discovered Goddess.

"You sure you wouldn't rather keep ogling the young girls? Fondling yourself
while you imagine them bouncing their tight, hard bodies all over you? Maybe
you're just not ready for a real woman, and that I should go off and find a
real man instead?" she erotically teased this man, her eyes held on him in a
very seductive gaze, her chest tilted downwards to give him an even better
view of her amazing cleavage; her Sexy As Hell teacher's attire barely hugging
her ultra curvaceous form, getting the desired results from this perverted
brute of a man, as she had little doubt she would.

"Oh, I can handle a woman like you Babe. Trust me, while I'd wreck any of
those girls out there, I think someone like you would be able to handle all
that I got for you" he replied in a blatantly sexual tone of voice, seemingly
drunk with erotic desire of the sights standing now before him, his only
concerns were of satisfying them completely, to Hell with anything else. Such
an attitude was even more obvious with his next act, which was the unzipping
of his pants, followed by the opening up of his crotch area, and the pulling
out of his dick right before her; seemingly uncaring that he was doing so to
someone who even without her Amazonian physique, could see that such actions
resulted in his termination from this job, and his inability to work anywhere
near children again. Though Felicia Harding wasn't just any teacher, and her
way of handling such a crude and vulgar display was her own, unique and
personal, something that would not only ensure this man never work near minors
again, but never so much a look at them the same way for the rest of his days
as well.

"Handle me, with that a pathetic excuse for a dick, don't make me laugh" she
insulted the man before her with a smile, something that caused his less than
manly member to deflate to an even smaller size. "What, did you expect me to
just kneel down before you, like this......" she continued on, lowering her
muscle packed frame down closer to his cock's level, ".......and suck on your
cock until you popped one off in my mouth?" came forth words from her
glisteningly full lips, which moved ever so closer to his exposed penis. "Is
that what you fantasize about? Having one of these girls, or maybe a teacher,
come and blow you off? Wrap their lips around your dick and pleasure you, lick
you, suck you, swallowing every little drop of cum you can manage to shoot
out?" Felicia further teased him, laughing cruelly as she did so. "Or maybe
you'd rather they wrap their big, thick tits around your shaft, as you pumped
your needle sized cock into their full, luscious cleavage? Giving you the best
chest fuck you've ever had?" the sexy supergirl breathed out, as she slowly
removed her partially torn blouse from around her muscular upper body,
revealing it (and the massive amounts of muscle it contained), especially her
own DDD-cup breasts, in all of its power packed glory.

"Well stud, while I wouldn't touch that cock of yours with my lips for all the
money in the world, I think I could accommodate you with a taste of what These
babies of mine can do" she cooed out erotically, as she maneuvered her breasts
around his erection, engulfing it totally and completely within her ultra lush
cleavage. The man then went to grab hold of her breasts in an attempt to push
them together and massage his member held between them, though this action was
stopped swiftly and instantly by the rock solid grip of Felicia's own hands,
which caught his by the wrists, holding them still and in place, as well as
giving him a taste of the squeezing power they possessed.

"Ah ah, no one touches my body unless I give them permission to do so,
Understand?" she now growled out in a much more intimidating tone, crushing
his wrists in her hands, her long fingers wrapped with steel tightness around
his bones, which soon began crackling under the incredible pressure. "As for
your feeble attempts to move my big, thick pecs around your dick, well I think
they can do the job just fine all on their own" she laughed out like a demon,
complete with devilish grin and a malicious glare onto this man, which was
instantly followed with her breasts bouncing all over his utterly entrapped
shaft. Though seconds into this seemingly pleasurable act, bouncing turned
into squeezing, squeezing then into crushing, as the foolish male watched in
horror as Felicia's ultra voluptuous chest turned into rock solid, rippling
hard muscle right before his very eyes.

Their once milk chocolaty colored smoothness now appeared as ridged and
muscularly cut, any hint of bounce it once had was now completely replaced
with rock hard muscular hardness, something his erection was feeling the full
force of, as the Ebony Amazon continued to mangle and pulverize it within her
pecs vice-like embrace, just as she did his wrists within her increasingly
tightening grip. This act serving to ruin his sexual experiences for a Long
time to come, as not only was she on the verge of making his hands useless for
any potential masturbatory sessions (something she could tell was really his
only source of this perverted man's sexual relief), but also leaving his cock
in such a state that it was debatable on whether it could be used for such
delights (or anything else for that matter) again.

"Mmmmmmm, feels good, doesn't it? That's what a Real woman can do to a
limp-dick asshole like you, never forget that! Oh, and don't think it's only
me that can do this to you, as by the time your cock gets up and running
again, that is if I don't rip it right off your fucking body, any of those
girls you were staring at before will be capable of doing the same exact
thing.......I'm gonna see to that, personally!" she roared out with laughter,
which mixed perfectly with his screams and cries of pain, giving one final
Burst of Power from her crushing hands and constricting breasts, before
releasing him from her grasp. The sudden surge of strength and agony generated
from her last Squeeze was too much for him, his mind shutting down, his body
falling limp and unconscious in his seat. A position she left him in, slumped
over in his vehicle's driver's seat, his pants wide open, his erection
demolished and clearly visible, his body defeated with ease by her vastly
superior form. Though to add insult to injury, one final display of her
Amazonian strength was needed, much to the enjoyment of the always at the
ready musclegirl.

Felicia then removed herself from the long yellow school bus, only to turn
back around to face it once more. Her hands reaching out as she bent down to
grab a hold of its lower rim, such an action causing her glutes to stick out
so much that they actually tore through her body-hugging mini-skirt, giving it
now a third slit (along with the two already down each side) which to better
view her lusciously shaped muscles. She then pressed down with her legs,
widened her newly exposed back and lats, and in one sudden surge of strength
she rose up to her feet, tilting the multi-ton vehicle to a 45 degree angle,
dead-lifting to her waist it as an Olympic weightlifter would do to a fully
stocked barbell. But this was no barbell, and Felicia's level of power
unweighed any such athlete on Earth, which was shown by the way she handled
this massive weight before her, and what came in the following seconds; as she
twisted her hands around, and then lifted her end again higher still, up to
her heaving chest, which pulsed now with such much amounts of muscle that is
threatened to burst free from her black leather bra.

Such a sight easily drew the attention of the students out in the nearby
field, who all stopped their gym oriented activities to stare at their new
teacher's physical feat. Her body looking like it was cut flawlessly from
marble, holding the perfect balance of feminine shape and rippling muscles,
something her glisteningly moist darkly colored skin showed off even moreso.
Felicia knew she was attracting such attention, and she loved every second of
it. Loved the idea of each and every one of the boys (not to mention the male
gym teacher out supervising them all) stroking their cocks later on to
thoughts of her body and the strength it contained; as well as the numerous
athletically trained girls who were in the throes of such an amazingly built
woman, their desire to attain such a physique now the goal of virtually each
and every one of them.

Felicia then raised this unreal weight higher still, her arms now fully
outstretched, the buses sturdy metallic frame severely tilted up and away from
her; that was until she took a few steps towards its middle, causing the
weight to shift rapidly to the other side, which was followed by gravity
grabbing hold of it, pulling it down with savage force, causing it to Crash
and Shatter as it landed against the hard, unyielding concrete ground of this
parking area. The windows cracking to pieces, its very frame dented and bent
here and there, with the powerful Amazon woman standing in its wake; wiping
her hands together after a job well done and another lesson taught (she was a
teacher, after all), before turning back towards the school, sexily sauntering
her way back inside to continue her tour of this facility, as well as in
making a very unique impression on those within.

She spent the remainder of her first day of work doing just that, showing off
her immense strength, muscular hardness, and sexy shape to any and all around
her, doing so in a variety of very sexy and satisfying ways. From teasingly
ripping locker doors of those that displeased her clean off their hinges
(sometimes shoving they themselves completely inside, to bone-shattering
effect, as well), to using her piston-like flexing pecs like jackhammers to
demolish several wooden doors to pieces (all of them being the various Men's
Rooms littered around this building), to performing several more full on
muscle flexing routines, both to intimidate and arouse those around her (most
times both at once), which was usually followed by her claiming another hunky
male student as her sexual plaything, writing out several more passes to the
Nurse when she was finished with them.

Though she gave special attention to the various men within this facility,
Felicia hardly ignored the female student body of this school, taking a more
Motherly, mentoring attitude with them (mixed with her own unique brand of
dominance and attitude), enlightening as many as she could to the true power
that lay within each of their lush, fit, sexy bodies. So as this day came to a
close, the gorgeous young Amazon woman managed to quench her sexual fill
several times over (the last of which being with the musclebound wrestling
coach, Mr. Cox, whose job she would be replacing due to his sudden hospital
stay soon afterwards), creating more than a few budding young musclegirls in
the process, while showing off her vast physical strength and steel hard
muscles all the while.

Yes, it was certainly a very productive first day for Ms. Harding, though a
very trying day for Principal White, who had to deal with an influx of
students to the Nurse (not just by his new teacher, but seemingly by several
female students in trying out their newly discovered strength), an assortment
of destroyed school properties ranging from doors to walls to a school-bus, to
their once well supported dress code going out the window from the young girls
in this school, who upon advise from his new faculty sought to amend their
previously worn outfits into something a good deal more short and revealing.
It seemed that as pleasruable as this day was for Felicia, it was equally as
horrendous for her boss; so much so he called her into his office First Thing
the following morning, planning to cease this unacceptable behavior and
unprofessional attitude immediately - though in the end he was taught a very
harsh lesson that what we plan to happen, and what actually does, are two Very
Different things.

**********

BUZZ! "Ms. Harding is here to see you sir"

"Good, send her......" WHOOSH, flew open the door to Principal White's office
before he could even finish his sentence, the subject of this meeting not
waiting to be formerly invited in before making her own entrance. Standing
before him now, looking none too happy about being summoned, was the towering
form of Felicia, his school's new teacher; one that had quite the memorable
first day yesterday, which was the reason this early morning meeting was
taking place (her large, powerfully built body, now almost completely covered
in a long, black trench-coat, something Principal White dismissed (rather
naively) as attire simply worn to protect her from the rather dismal weather
outside). There, sitting at his large, professional looking desk, he was about
to set a few things straight between him and this new hire, though in order to
remain as professional as he could, he tried doing so with as much calm
control as possible. Her antics yesterday filling him with much anger
(especially thoughts of cleaning up her numerous messes), though he felt
taking the high road would be best to start off with, and that coming off
screaming at her with all he was worth would not make this meeting any easier.
"Ms. Harding........Felicia.....we need to talk. Please, sit down"

The stunningly beautiful young woman simply smiled, her anger seemingly
subsiding for a bit, as behind her the Principals timid looking secretary
carefully reached in to close the door to her boss' office, visibly trembling
before Felicia's broad, statuesque form. Felicia thought she would play along
for a bit, hearing what he had to say before showing him, showing them all,
who was Really in charge of this school now. So she slowly moved her Amazonian
form over to the chair facing opposite of her "boss", and with a devious grin
on her face simply stared at the older, smaller man, waiting to see what words
came out of his mouth - before she decided to seal it shut.

"Felicia, it seems we got off on the wrong foot yesterday, and for us to have
a long and healthy working relationship, that simply can't continue. As such,
I am willing to wipe clean everything that happened yesterday, which isn't an
easy feat at all mind you, under the condition that you will be more
respectful, follow our rules, dress appropriately and Not to anything like
that again. Understood?" he concluded his previously rehearsed speech, his
hands clenched together on his spacious desk. For a while there he thought he
was getting to her, and that maybe yesterday was a simply a fluke, a freak
occurrence, as she seemed to be much calmer now, and her trench-coat wearing
form looked to be a good deal more professionally styled than the body
hugging, cleavage displaying outfit she had on yesterday. Principal White
smiled, as he felt now that things would indeed change for the better - that
was until Felicia leaned herself back on her chair, stretching out her long,
lush legs up and out in the process, while placing her feet firmly on his
desk; an act which was not only disrespectful (especially to do to one's
boss), but one that also displayed the only part of her body that he could see
now in much closer detail than he had seen before; namely her 3" high heeled
Fuck Me pumps, with straps that sexily curled and twisted around her ankle and
bulgingly hard calves, as well as fish-net stockings which snug tightly around
her smooth, shapely mocha skinned legs.

The gorgeous Glamazon then smiled while continually staring at the confused
and frightened face of her employer, then without any words spoken from her
ruby red lips, Felicia decided to reply to his offer in her own unique way;
letting her muscles do the talking for her, as they never failed to get her
point across. In a flash her legs seemed to tense up, harden, even expand, so
much so that this very act alone pushed away more of her concealing black
coat, showing off more of her sexily stocking covered legs, not to mention the
more than noticeable cuts and striations their mounds of muscle contained. Mr.
White thinking she was simply flexing her muscles for him as an act of
intimidation was soon taken back even more when he began to hear the sounds of
crackling wood; something he had no idea where it was coming from at first,
until he noticed Felicia's feet (which were still defiantly laying on the side
of his desk) digging into its hard wooden frame; pressing downward, crunching
and cracking its sturdy form slowly, gradually sending wood chips and
splinters bouncing about, as she continued on with her latest display of
Amazonian power.

Simply with the strength of the tips of her outstretched legs, she was able to
rip through the wooden form of his prized and expensive desk, digging deeper
and deeper downward, tearing this object's thick and durable hide to pieces,
demolishing its once polished and stylized form; and judging by the casual
(albeit devilish) look on her beautifully feminine face, taking little effort
on her part to do so. The lower her steel hard legs reached, the more a path
of destruction they were cutting through Principal White's desk, until nearly
a minute later they reached the floor below them, ripping a giant path down
this piece of furniture, nearly cutting it in two, its formerly steady frame
now wobbling and unbalanced. Felicia then stood herself up, standing
dominantly before the still sitting body of Principal White, as she reached
around her tight, trim waistline to unfasten her long coat's belt; removing it
then off of her now to display her actually worn outfit underneath, something
that made this man's mouth widen agape, just as it did spring his cock into
life with full force.

Where initially this school administrator thought Felicia had toned down her
formerly flaunting code of dress with her normal looking trench-coat this
morning, he now saw that that only served to keep her real outfit hidden and
concealed until the time was right for its big reveal. An outfit that while
starting with some of the sexiest high heels he had ever seen, wrapped firmly
around feet whose legs are covered in an oh so erotic pair of fishnets, that
was only the half of it; as Principal White's gaze went upwards on her truly
titanic physique, tracing her mile-long legs higher and higher, waiting for an
edge of a skirt that simply never came. That was because she wasn't wearing a
skirt, but shorts instead, short shorts, micro mini-shorts that covered none
of her sultry, shapely, muscular legs, and even left the lower part of her
lush bowling ball butt uncovered and exposed. Legs that could crush boulders
to pebbles lay totally bare (save for the all too sexy stockings she wore)
before him, legs that were so obviously powerful, yet so femininely curvaceous
that he couldn't help but get supremely aroused by the very sight of them.

Though her ultra erotic outfit didn't end there, as this man looked higher
still, seeing that her upper body was only barely clad in a low-cut tube-top;
something that left her ridged muscular stomach in full view, as it did her
softball sized shoulders, buglingly bountiful biceps, and super broad back. In
fact, its only purpose seemed to cover her DDD-cup breasts (something its
already stretchy material was stretched to its limits to accomplish), and even
then not doing so completely, as plenty of her voluptuously stacked cleavage
was showing through, not to mention a hint of the lower portion of her thickly
muscled tits as well. Add to this a sexy black velvet choker which wrapped
itself around her smooth and supple neck, and her outfit was complete. One
that was much more fitting to the raunchiest of nightclubs and bars, though a
far cry of what one would expect a teacher on the job to be wearing. Something
after yesterday Principal White should have expected no less, though something
that seemingly shocked, aroused and even terrified him stiff nonetheless.

Felicia then, still without speaking, raised a single leg up and out, placing
her sexily clad foot on her prey's desk once again, reaching over the portion
she had already ripped and torn to pieces, she now picked a more intact
portion of its once durable wooden frame; and with a wicked smile and a
malicious look downward from her piercing green eyes, her single leg then
instantly flexed and hardened before his own eyes (which were simply glued to
this shapely strong form before him), and the crackling and crunching of wood
began once more. Doing this as she had done just minutes earlier, though now
from a standing, more powerful, position, her bent leg resting on this desk as
if it was a car's bonnet (something she had done this same feat of strength to
as well), her mighty muscles flaring and expanding with unreal power, pressing
down on the seemingly durable object, tearing apart another section of his
prized piece of furniture - the only part which that was holding it together
as a whole (and only barely so at that). So when Felicia's high heeled pump
finally reached the ground once more, accomplishing her goal with incredible
ease, the two halves of the large wooden desk fell with a CRASH to the ground,
splitting in two halves thanks to the dual paths her Amazonian powered legs
drove deeply into them, removing the only obstacle between this Ebony Goddess
and her lately victim, Mr. Joseph White.

The safety of his once protective desk now gone, ripped and torn in two by the
legs of the most gorgeous, and most muscular, woman he had ever seen, the
older, smaller male could only tremble visibly in fear as Felicia stood now
directly over him; her towering, statuesque, musclebound form pulsing with
power and strength, enough to break every bone in his body without even
trying, something at this point he knew without an ounce of doubt. A level of
fear he had never in his life experienced coursed through him (and from a
woman, no less), as his dominant and authoritative attitude (something he had
held for much of his life) usually kept others weary and fearful of him, not
the other way around. Though that simply wasn't the case here, as could easily
be seen by his clearly shaking body, which was followed by the rolling
backwards of his chair to get some much needed space away from the chocolate
skinned beauty before him. Though such a retreat was all too easily halted,
again by one of Felicia's stunningly shaped legs, which reached up and out
with lightning speed, her foot landing on the rim of his seat before him, just
a hair's breathe away from his newly filled up crotch area.

Principal White's face instantly turned the color of his namesake, as thoughts
of what the strength of her legs had just done to his desk in virtually this
same position she was in now flowed about his panicked mind. The sides of her
high-heeled shoe just touching his erection beneath his slacks, an erection
that instantly came to life upon seeing her in all of her glory before, that
now could be seconds away from being pulverized into oblivion by a single
squeeze from her downward facing leg. A leg that sported a previously viewed
Assassin tattoo on its inner thigh, something that only served to double the
unreal levels of terror he was already feeling. Though instead of crushing his
balls to dust, tearing through the wood and cushion of his chair in the
process, Felicia took a different, though no less effective, tactic. One that
involved the sudden and instant jolt of power from her single leg, which flung
his entire body up and off its comfortable surface, and into the arms, and
chest, of this dominant Amazon.

"Get one thing straight, Wimp........I don't take orders, from you, or anyone
else, dig me?" she finally spoke out with her liquid cool voice, though her
muscles still doing their share of the talking, as her arms began squeezing in
and around his chest, just as her pecs were doing to his nearly totally
engulfed skull (leaving just enough of his ears clear and open, as to hear her
reply, though with plenty of his face and head being left inside to smother
and crush). "If you Ever think to tell me what to do again, I will Rip you in
half just as easily as I did your piece of shit desk! But while that took me
minutes to do, I'm going to spend so much longer crushing you to dust, my
Stupid Little Man!" she growled out with erotically spoken anger, as several
pops could be heard coming from his chest and face, causing him to moan and
scream loudly, which were muffled to near silence within Felicia's all too
smothering muscle tits. Her muscles constrictions were purposely slow and
gradual, not needing the added power of a thrusting surge to handle this
pitiful task, as the strength of even her boudaciously buff breasts were well
more than this man's bones could stand against, and she knew full well that
doing this act at a slower, more controlled, pace only served to increase his
level of fear even moreso.

"I'll wear that I want, I'll teach what I want, I'll come and go when and
where I please, and if Anyone tries to stop me, I'll not only going to be
writing them out a hall-pass to The Hospital, but I'll be coming back and
doing the same to You, Understand??" she roughly breathed out, causing her
victim to reply the only way he could, by giving the slightest back and forth
nodding of his head, which was virtually locked tight within her lush,
muscular cleavage. Felicia then looked up and smiled, before enveloping his
weak and pathetic frame further still into her lusciously hard body, now even
getting her legs involved by wrapping them around his own and then giving his
helpless form a full body Squeezing. Not close to her full levels of strength,
which would have ground him into powder had she done so, but more than enough
to cause unreal amounts of pain and agony to shoot across every inch of his
body, as well as several more popping and snapping sounds to emit from it as
well. Once again Felicia Harding had proven her point with unquestionable
accuracy, her supremely superior strength being the ultimate persuasive tool,
able to get anyone to do her bidding and follow her commands to the letter.

She then released the demolished form of her one-time boss, allowing his
partially crumpled form to land at her feet, limp and motionless, like the
useless heap of man-flesh that he was. Though while convinced he was now one
of her many willing slaves, something that would serve her well in her time
here (when he finally returned from his newfound medical leave, that was), she
wasn't quite done teaching her early morning lesson this day; and while he
himself was no longer able to satisfy her need to do so, there were still
plenty of other things around him that she could use just as easily.

Things such as a high standing wooden dresser, something that had been in this
school, used by every Principal therein, for many years past; that was until
Felicia got her thick, beefy arms around it, holding it firm and tight against
her sexily steely body, and began to squeeze in on its superbly made oaken
frame, sending wooden splinters and crackling snaps all about this office.
Closing her ultra muscular arms into her with the same gradual slowness as she
did just seconds ago while they were around Principal White's body, moving
like a well-oiled machine, an unstoppable force of power and strength, to
which this long standing dresser had no chance at all against. When she was
done less than a minute later, Felicia had hugged this large object in two,
cutting a path through its mid-section with her super powered arms, causing
both halves to CRASH to the floor beneath her, with not even the slightest
scratch to her voluptuously shaped, muscle packed Amazonian form.

She then made her way over to a small oval table, another professionally
crafted wooden item that stood as a proud tradition in this school's highest
office, again, that was until Felicia grabbed it by both ends, and this time
with a much more savage action than before, proceeded to SLAM it against her
amazingly ample chest. A chest so hard and dense with female pec muscle that
it cracked this very durable item in two on nearly its very first impact,
though Felicia was hardly satisfied with one such smashing (especially since
its sudden friction felt so good against her highly erect nipples), so she
continued to Slam and Mash this miniature decorative table against her
unyielding breasts over and over again; creating more cracks and dents on its
once durable wooden frame, using only the thrusting power of her arms and her
immovable strength of her pecs to demolish it into a pile of useless bits in
no time at all.

"Oh My God Mr. White, are you alr......" chirped out in alarmed shock from the
formerly destroyed school principal's secretary, who foolishly came barging
into his office due to the large amounts of noise coming from within; only to
find her boss laying in a heap by his desk, which itself was cracked in two,
and in the center of it all was Ms. Harding (dressed in an outfit which itself
stunned this smaller, weaker woman to utter silence) holding the shattered
remains of another demolished piece of furniture in her power packed hands.
The gorgeously muscular woman then turned to her with a smile, dropping both
halves of this small table as she made her way towards her, grasping hold of
an empty and unused flagpole along the way.

"Women like you disgust me!" Felicia growled out to the tiny female before
her, while reaching around the back of her body with the thick metal pole.
"Women who are weak and helpless, women who take orders from men, women who
are nothing but slaves to their male masters!"

"I......I'm not his slave. I......just work for him, it's just a job I...."
the little woman standing before the towering Ebony Goddess just barely had
the courage and strength to say.

"SILENCE!" Felicia barked out in anger, as she bent the long metal flagpole
around the smaller woman's torso, twisting and mangling its super durable
material like it was nothing at all. "Had you showed this level of courage to
that pathetic excuse for a man there, I might be more forgiving, but since you
are nothing more than his lap-dog......" the spoke out harshly, as she
continued to bend the bar around her chest, making it harder and harder for
this physically inferior woman to breathe, ".......his little slave-girl....."
TWIST! GASP! ".....nothing more than his play-thing to use as he wished. Women
like you make me Sick!" the mocha skinned musclegirl roared out, mangling the
metal bar around this secretary's body, causing her to wheeze and gasp out
even more; all the while holding her shapely but small 110 lb form over a foot
off the ground. "How am I supposed to train Tomorrow's Woman with weaklings
like you still around???" Felicia concluded, with a single twist of the bar
around her, enough to cause the weaker woman to fall unconscious and limp in
her arms. "Yes, things are going to change around here, make no mistake about
that.......and I think I'll start Right Here!" she laughed out as she casually
discarded this newly knocked out female form, and then proceeded to not only
destroy whatever she could get her hands on in this office (much of which was
already demolished by her unrivaled Amazonian strength at this point), but
afterwards making her way out to the Main Office to continue her super powered
onslaught even further.

From ripping doors off their hinges, to shattering computers with her bare
fists, to chopping apart thick wooden counters with her power packed punches,
to cracking benches in two across her steel hard legs, Felicia Harding went to
town on this once central command station for this school; scaring away any
remaining students and administration that happened to be there at this time,
all running as fast as they could in the opposite direction of the carnage she
was causing here and now. Unfortunately the same couldn't be said for the pair
of large, male security guards who were called into this scene to do their job
and bring peace back to this school - though the only things they managed to
bring in the end was Felicia to sexual climax, again and again, as she spent
the next several hours using and abusing their buff, 230+ pound bodies to
fulfill her erotic desires. Their feeble attempts to escape were all for
naught, as even their combined strength was inferior next to the levels of
Amazonian power she possessed (which she proved again and again by holding
them both still and immobile together, crushing their bones to the breaking
point in each and every sexual position she used). In the end, this day proved
to be even better than the one before, which made her all too anxious to start
her next one, wondering what "trouble" she and her massively mighty muscles
could get in to.

**********

Day Three into her new job, and Felicia Harding was ready for anything and
everything that came her way, knowing the same simply couldn't be said in
return for others who were unlucky (or was that, lucky?) enough to cross her
path. Knowing her reputation for being a conquering Muscle Queen would surely
be in full force after her previous days antics, the gorgeous young woman
decided to thrown in a curve-ball (at least for a little while), namely in the
form of her usually worn attire and overall appearance. Where her look started
out as super sexy professional, and quickly went to ultra unreal stripper,
today she went completely in the opposite direction and actually dressed down;
donning a long loose skirt, flat unappealing shoes, a baggy unflattering
blouse, her long mane of jet black hair pulled into a bun, and made-up glasses
adorning her still beautiful looking face. She knew today would be her first
day of actually teaching a class, and while most to all of them would surely
be expecting her to arrive wearing little more than a micro-bikini, she
thought throwing them for a loop, playing with their minds, if only at the
beginning, would be the perfect set-up for playing with their bodies
thereafter.

"Good morning girls and boys. My name is Ms. Harding, and I will be your new
teacher starting today" she spoke out in her best professional tone,
addressing a class that at first shocked even her, as this classroom seemed to
be more of a war zone than a place of learning, with children and desks all
about the place, all of them doing their own thing, none of them seeming to
pay her any mind at first; that was until her previously spoken name reached
their brains, at which time they all turned to face the dreaded Amazon, and
just as planned by her choice of outfit, were completely shocked and
dumbfounded by what they saw.

"What the Hell is this shit?!? You aint Ms. Harding, she's supposed to be some
super hot mama, you look like my fucking Aunt!" barked out one of the larger
boys in this class, his look of disappointment at Felicia's appearance being
clear as day (as he was surely very much looking forward to seeing the sultry
strutting sexpot he had heard so much about recently).

"Yeah man, what's with the bulllshit outfit already! We wanna see some skin,
Bitch!" another powerfully built Senior roared out, looking more angry than
disappointed.

"Now now boys, I won't have any of you being rude or defiant in my classroom.
Now please, everyone take your seats and Ill begin with a role call. I can
assure you this is one class None of you will want to miss" she spoke out
softly, laughing her ass off inside, knowing that this pretend demeanor was
nothing like what she truly was, something her class would find out all too
well soon enough. "Angie" she called out, looking up and over her classroom,
finding a reasonably well behaved young girl raising her hand in response,
something that happened quite nicely to the next two students whose names she
called; both attractive young girls, both giving Ms. Harding the respect she
deserved, and at first things seemed to be moving along well enough.

That was until she called out the first boy's name, which in mockingly teasing
fashion was responded to with All of the young men in this class raising their
hands at once, all calling out as if their names were just spoken, all with
wickedly smiling faces and a round of laughter, done so in a way to harass and
embarrass their new teacher; one that they were at first in complete awe and
wonder of seeing, yet such thoughts crashed down instantly once she walked
through their door this morning. So they felt, in true fashion to their cruel,
hard, deviant minds, that if they couldn't ogle the sexy Goddess they had
heard so much about lately (choosing to ignore or disbelieve all of the rumors
of her bulging muscles and super strength), they would bother her to the brink
of emotional collapse - little did they know they were playing Her game, and
as with all things in her life, she always won. So Felicia played along some
more, playing the part of the professional teacher a bit further, as she
called out a few more boy's names, which in turn was responded to with the
same group raising of hands and laughing from every young male in this class.

"Now now boys, let's behave ourselves.....before you make me angry, and I stop
being nice and start getting nasty" she replied with a hint of a smile and a
devious glancing over of the boys in her class. A reply that got its sure of
lecherous and perverted comments back, all of them seemingly wanting to see
her naughty side revealed, though she resisted the temptation to do so right
at this moment to continue calling her role, getting proper responses from
virtually every girl in her class, while getting the continually teasing
behavior from nearly every boy.

"Now that we have that over with, we can begin. My name is Ms. Harding, and
this is my Sex Education class" she spoke out, which garnered an instant and
near deafening reaction from the class before her, especially from the male
population. Wolf whistles, banging on their desks, even groping some of the
young girls nearby were just some of the crude responses given to her by this
all too lustily charged gathering. "Can I ask how many of you loud young men
are experienced in the art of Sex?" a question spoken from her soft ruby lips
which she knew would cause the same volume bursting eruption from this class
of all too trouble-making students. "Good, very good. And girls, can I assume
you too are experienced as well?" she asked out to the female portion of her
class, getting the same overall answer, though in a more controlled and
respectable manner. That wasn't to say the girls in this class were saints,
though for the most part they were known as delinquents due to either being
forced to follow their rough and tough boyfriends, or foolishly being
controlled by the less than respectable men in their lives - something Felicia
was about to change completely, and the real reason she was here this very
day. This class in particular, originally chosen by her former Principal
(before his recent leave of work) as a punishment, was in fact the perfect
place for her to continue her unique brand of teaching, as in no other class
were the young women so eager to lash out at those males around them.

"Well then, since so many of you are so experienced in the art of
Fucking......" she spoke out for the first time breaking character from the
polite schoolteacher she was pretending to be, ".....I guess that means we can
move on to more advanced instruction" she sexily purred out, while licking her
lips erotically, removing her fake glasses and the clip from her hair
(allowing it to flow down her back) as she did so. "Allow me to introduce you
to the next generation in Fucking" she authoritatively spoke out, followed by
the clapping of her hands, as she gestured towards this room's sole doorway.

What followed was the entering of a gorgeous young girl, dressed in an
amazingly sexy schoolgirl's uniform, showing off more than her share of her
body's tight, toned, lush shape, a wide grin adorning her adorably cute face.
Though what seemed to attract most of the attention of this class full of
students, even more than her overly erotic attire and gorgeous body, was what
- or more specifically, who - she was carrying across her thick, shapely
shoulders. This young girl was none other than the one Felicia had first
instructed on her initial hours at her new job; the one that went from timid,
fearful and verbally abused to dominant, strong and in control in no time
flat. The young man painfully draped upside-down across her visibly firm back
was none other than her one time bullying boyfriend, who over the past two
days had learned his true place in their relationship; the array of bruises
seen about his nearly naked body here and now proof that such lessons were all
too painfully taught.

"Class, allow me to introduce you to Kristy, and her boyfriend Bob" Felicia
cooed out to her students as she walked about them, casually removing a few of
the buttons on her growingly sexier worn blouse, allowing more than a hint of
her world-class cleavage to show through. "Only a few days ago they were your
typical teenage couple, him being in charge and she lucky to have a man.....if
you could call him that.....in her life. Though thanks to my special
instruction and sexual techniques, and her own natural genetics, they have now
jumped to the next level of sexual enjoyment, and as you can see, Kristy has
never been happier" Felicia spoke out to her class, while gesturing to this
budding young Amazon girl before her, who had changed completely in the past
few days; her formerly shy and docile attitude was no more, nor was her
willingness to simply take whatever Bob would give her (something that also
changed 180 degrees, as it was now he experiencing his share of abuse in their
relationship). Kristy was now a proud, strong, sexual young women, who simply
Loved her new life, and owed it all to the beautifully bugling form of Ms.
Felicia Harding.

"What the fuck is this, some kinda Goddamn freak-show!" one of the unruly boys
in this class barked out, followed by laughter from most every other one
around him, while the young teenage girls were surprisingly silent, watching
this scene before them with eager eyes and admiring minds. "I expect Silence
in my male students, you would be well to adhere to that rule!" Felicia
harshly replied, looming over this boy at his desk, reaching around him to
grab hold of its edges, and with a few pulses of power, bounced it (and him)
several times off the floor; lifting his seated form just an inch or two
before Slamming his desk loudly back to the immovable ground below him. This
act not only served to shut this particular boy up, but allowed this entire
classroom to experience their first taste of her unreal physical strength and
power. "Now, if we may continue without any further interruptions...." she
cooed out sexily, before raising an arm to Kristy, giving her the signal it
was now OK to continue with her demonstration; something that due to the
instant widening of her smile, the entire class could see she was more than
ready to do.

The firm, solidly built girl then popping her boyfriend off her back, holding
him now with one arm over a single one of her shoulders, using her other hand
to wipe away everything that was on the large teacher's desk before her. Once
completely cleared of anything and everything, its wooden frame laying flat
and spaciously open, she in one swift and devastatingly powerful motion,
Slammed Bob onto its unforgivingly sturdy form. His body being lifted, flipped
and slammed onto this desk, something that caused everyone around her to jump
back in their seats at the sudden surprise of this movement. Bob could only
lay on his back, grunting and groaning as he softly rocked himself to and fro,
while Kristy couldn't be more excited (happily as well as sexually), which
could be seen by the droplets of cum dripping down her rather large and
visibly firm thighs. Legs which were proudly on display in her currently worn
schoolgirl mini-skirt, though were now even moreso as she ripped it clean off
her body. Her tied up blouse soon followed in its removal, the strength and
savagery of this teenage girl's assault on it left it no chance to stay
attached to her lush, hard, athletically trained body. Kristy now stood before
this class with nothing more than her sexily styled bra and panties covering
her voluptuously hard body; something a week ago she wouldn't dream of having
the courage to do so, yet now it seemed not to phase her in the least.

She then ripped into Bob's boxers, pulling them off him with fierce sexual
intensity, leaving this High School Senior's body now totally naked and
exposed; a body that was near littered with bruised and other signs of
battery, yet his cock seemed to stand as tall as it could reach nonetheless.
His erection springing forth at the recent removal of its covering, leaving
little doubt to those around him that it longed for what was coming next, even
if the rest of his body screamed No. Kristy looked down at Bob with sexual
eyes, as she tore apart her own sexy lingerie, leaving her flawlessly shaped
physique in fully view; though she cared nothing for any prying eyes, only for
the feel of her lover's (aka slave's) cock deep inside her. Something that
happened mere seconds later, as she Pounced onto the weary form of her man,
wrapping her body around his in a crushingly tight embrace, while making sure
every inch of his dick was deeply tucked away inside her moist, tinglingly
sensitive pussy.

The students around her (some of the most troublesome in this school) were
sitting with their eyes held wide open, viewing this scene with a mixture of
unreal shock and unbridled lust, not to mention growing admiration and
excitement from the female portion of this class. They gave their full
attention to Kristy, as she continued to sexually Slam her fit, firm body into
Bob's over and over, taking in every inch of his impressively sized erection.
Her head shaking back and forth, her eyes closed, her tongue flicking around
her soft, full lips, all clear signs that she was Loving each and every pump
of her body onto her boyfriend's hard cock. He on the other hand had a look
more of pain than enjoyment, as her larger, heavier body continually humped
his own from above; the force of her firmer physique crashing into his causing
quite a bit of pain, that combined with her increasingly hard, full-body
squeezing, drove him into utter agony - the exact opposite of what Kristy
herself was feeling here and now, just like Ms. Harding had taught her.

Her moans of ecstasy mixing perfectly with his groans of pain, and within
minutes after first starting this live sexual session (this was an Advanced
Sex Ed course after all), the radiant young girl erupted her juices upon her
lover's body, her own frame quivering with each jolt of orgasmic delight
flowing through it; seen especially so when little cracks and pops came from
his weaker frame. The excitement of this moment, doing so in front of a class
full of awestruck eyes, made Kristy lose control ever more, causing actual
physical damage to Bob's helpless form, something she Loved to no end. And
ending that came several minutes after they themselves did, Kristy continually
riding Bob during this time, getting every drop of cum his body contained out
of him, before slowly rising up off his defeated form (which was barely
conscious after what she had just done to him); which she collected across one
of her shoulders once more (after gathering her formerly removed/destroyed
outfit), and with a sexy smile to those watching her, she made her way out of
this room. Her sexual demonstration for her Amazonian mentor complete, though
what she had planned with Bob for herself this day having only just begun.

"So girls, who's next?" the sultry tones of Ms. Harding spoke out to her
class, coming out from behind them where she was watching the past several
minutes unfold; a few more buttons from her blouse undone, as a few long slits
now appeared on her formerly concealing skirt; showing off even more of her
lusciously firm chest, as it displayed her thick, shapely, chocolate colored
legs with each and every step she took. "Come come, don't be shy here, not
with me, and certainly not with Them" Felicia continued on, talking in a
supportive tone to the young women about her, while doing so in one that
degraded all of the men.

"You there, stand up" Felicia commandingly spoke out, pointing to a young high
school girl in the back, one that followed her instructions instantly, raising
up at her seat; her voluptuously shaped physique, complete with ample chest
and lusciously rounded butt, was clearly seen by all around them. "Now turn
around" this super dominant teacher added, which again was followed to a T by
the young girl, who twirled around and around, Felicia smiling widely as she
did so. "Yes, you'll do nicely" she concluded as she made her way over to this
girl, standing before her smaller though still very curvaceous body, before
placing her hands on her shoulders and speaking to her in a very soft and
quite voice.

"Whats your name, girl?"

"Cindy" the girl semi-timidly replied, not usually known for her shyness,
though next to the super statuesque form of her new teacher made her more than
a bit hesitant to be her true self.

"Cindy, well Cindy, I bet with an ass like yours, the boys love to Fuck you
from behind, don't they? Ram their dicks into your butt hard and strong, maybe
even against your will, maybe even if it causes you pain?" she spoke out only
loudly enough for only this girl's nearby ears to hear, in words that clearly
rang true, as her glistening blue eyes began to well up with tears. "How would
you like to make sure that Never happening again? Make any man who even tried
to take you in such a way beg you for mercy from the pain you would be causing
him? How would you like to make them all pay for what they've done to you,
over and over and over again!" Felicia continued on, seeing the light and life
burn brightly in her eyes and in her wide smile, knowing she had her newest
volunteer for the next phase of this day's lesson.

She then lead her to the front of the class, and with a few additional secret
words between them, the shapely young high school student proceeded to
unbutton her skin tight jeans, and sexily lower them to the floor. Her lower
body (and its full, smooth, sultry shape) all fully revealed, with the
exception of a pair of black thong panties she was wearing, which hugged her
sensually shaped curves to perfection. This sight garnered the full attention
of every male in this class, as Cindy in particular was known for her ultra
luscious lower body, and each and every one of them wanted little more than to
"tap that ass" with all they were worth (some of the more vicious minded men
here actually having already done so against her will previously). So it was
little wonder that they all virtually erupted right out of their seats when
Ms. Harding uttered the following, seductively spoken, invite.

"Now, which one of you little boys would like to prove you're a man by ramming
your cock into this beautiful young girl's ass? Taking her anally until you
exploded your sticking hot cum deep inside her?" A question that she was given
a whole room full of volunteers in return, and after speaking to her female
volunteer previously, Felicia knew just which one to choose. "You there, come
to me, Now!" she barked out, pointing to a well built young man in the middle
of her class, who eagerly bounced out of his seat and took his position right
behind this young girl's already bent over body. So eager was he in fact, and
so mindful only of his upcoming ass fuck, that he removed his jeans and
underwear on his way up; his own body wearing less on its lower half than
Cindy's was, that was until she herself reached behind her and slowly removed
her sexily worn panties, leaving both of these young students totally naked
from the waist down, something they All were quickly understanding was near
par for the course in this uniquely taught class and its one of a kind
teacher.

"Now, I want you to stick your cock inside her ass, and I want you to fuck her
anally with all you're worth, do you understand?" she commandingly spoke,
which was replied back with only a wide smile and an eager shaking of his head
from this all too anxious young man. Felicia then stepped back, allowing her
class full view of this sight, giving Cindy a supportive and all-knowing nod
as she did so, letting her know she was going to be alright, along with a
devious grin to inform her equally so that the boy behind her would not be.

"Don't worry girlie, I'm not gonna hurt you too much like I did before. This
time I promise to stop when the blood starts flowing" the lecherous High
School Senior body whispered out to his latest sexual conquest, his body then
straightening back to full height after leaning down to place his lips right
next to her ears, and in a flash he began pumping his hips into her backside,
his hands on both sides of her lush, rounded butt, feeling its silky smooth
firmness with as much erotic desire as he was pumping his dick deeper into her
perfectly shaped ass. An act which sent his mind whirling with orgasmic
delights, as the friction of his cock around all of its sides within her
moist, plump ass was sending him to the heights of his sexual peak in no time
at all. How Cindy was feeling at this moment he cared nothing for (just as he
did several years earlier when he and his friends raped the now 17 year old
beauty), his only concerns were of his own sexual pleasures, and the thrusting
his shaft harder and harder into her all enveloping ass was doing that and
then some for this glute worshiping male - that was until the ass he so
relished his cock to be pumping in and out of began to get
tighter......fuller.....harder.....stronger!

"Hey....hey, ease up girl, you're making it a bit hard for me to do my thing
here" the deviant young man made out, while trying his best to continue the
grinding action of his dick within Cindy's thick, juicy bubble butt. A
growingly obvious look of effort and an increased amount of sweat around his
face were evident to all around him, as this once ultra erotic act was now
becoming more work than fun.

"Remember what I told you before Cindy, remember how strong your glutes really
are, how weak his little dick inside it is, how much at your mercy this
foolish boy has now become!" Ms. Harding chimed in from the back, a voice that
no one in the class turned to face, as this sight before them held all of
their gazes completely and utterly. Words that Cindy listened and learned from
near instantly, as she now began to Flex and Harden her impressively firm and
voluptuous glute muscles, something which garnered an instant reaction from
this sexual predator in the form of a high pitched, pain-filled Scream.

"Aaahhhhhhh, what the fuck are you doing, Bitch! Stop! STOP!!" he yelled out
with all of his might, while his once massaging hands were now trying their
best to push his body away from a female ass that he so longed for previously,
yet now wished he were anywhere but.

"Never! You hear me, Never Again!!" Cindy growled out like a wild animal, as
she continued to clench and squeeze in on her ultra full and shapely butt, an
act which judging by the frenzied yelling and panicked movements of the man
behind her, was as agonizing for him as it was shocking for every else
watching - everyone that was besides the Ebony Amazon behind them all, who
knew with only a seconds glance what this young girl was capable of; looking
around to the assortment of other young women in her class, spotting more than
an impressive amount of natural fitness and even muscularity in them all,
knowing that they too would all be capable of doing the exact same thing all
too soon. "You didn't stop last time, you and your buddies when you raped me.
You didn't stop when you saw blood coming out of me, you Animalistic Asshole,
and now I'm gonna show you just how it feels, and so much more!!!" Cindy
roared out with incredible anger, which was followed by more high pitched
girlish grunts of effort, effort that was being used solely on her amazingly
strong and ample ass, whose now dimpled form was chewing this boy's cock to
bits, as could be seen by the trails of blood dripping down her thick, full
legs.

His screams soon after turning to tear filled crying, as his helpless member
was entrapped within her gluteal gulag, his once proud dick being mangled and
mashed to pulp by Cindy's all powerful butt muscles. Something she continued
doing for the next several minutes, the pain he was feeling concerning her now
just as much as her pleasure was previously for him, meaning not at all;
though she was merciful enough to release him from her hold before swallowing
his demolished erection whole, though only to allow him to escape his current
position and fall to his knees before her, just where she wanted him.

While his only thoughts were of nurturing his sorely battered cock, he failed
to notice a pair of strong, thick thighs just inches from his face, that was
until they took a step forward and surrounded his head, enveloping his skull
with its firm, strong, sexily shaped pillars of power just as she had done to
his member with her butt minutes ago; and just as she had done with his
pitiful excuse for a dick, she was now squeezing in around his head with her
surprisingly powerful muscles, something that caused him to yell aloud once
again. Cindy exacting her revenge on him with the utmost brutality, just as
she felt he deserved, just as she would be planning to do to his accomplices
in this very classroom, now that she knew just how much strength her
curvaceously firm physique possessed.

Though thoughts of vengeance were now taking a backseat at this point, making
way for feelings flowing within her that were even stronger - the sensations
of Sex; something the friction of this trapped man's head rubbing against her
inner thighs and nearby pussy helped grow to amazing levels in no time at all.
So turned on was Cindy becoming that she then ripped off her blouse, tearing
it in half with her impressively firm and powerful arms in a burst of sexually
savage power, doing the same to her soft lacy black bra, leaving her (like the
conquering Kristy just minutes earlier) completely nude before this classroom
full of her peers; and like Kristy she cared nothing for what they may think,
only for the quenching of her erotic pleasures, which were building up all
throughout her lush, shapely body all too rapidly. Never before had she felt
so sexy, so turned on, so Aroused! Cindy was causing unreal pain to someone
she knew truly deserved it, someone who couldn't escape from her or defend
himself in the least, someone who was as helpless as a kitten in her grasp,
and she Loved every second of it. As such, with her hips grinding into his
kneeling form, her thighs snapping and chewing his head mercilessly, her
fingers dancing and teasing all about her large, rounded breasts and erect
nipples, Cindy could hold back no longer, and Exploded her massive amounts of
orgasmic juices all over the back of her entrapped man's head, which itself
gave off slight little popping sounds due to her awesomely powerful Crush
Fucking (the first of Many more to come for this newest budding young Amazon
girl).

"Good, Very Good, your natural instincts are very impressive, so much so you
jumped right into the next phase of today's lesson, using your hard, crushing
thighs to get yourself off, while destroying the man you're with" Felicia
cooed out sexily again from the back of her class, as she made her way towards
its front, and like last time her formerly frumpish code of dress was altered
once more, now to its ultimate level as she revealed herself (and her
voluptuously muscle packed, steel hard, sexily shaped physique) to her stunned
classroom of students in nothing more than a pair of studded leather clad bra
and panties, revealing almost her entire Amazonian form to those around her,
her mocha colored skin looking as silky smooth as it did amazingly strong. A
fact she proved by lifting up her own large, wooden desk (a very solid piece
of furniture, that easily weighed several hundred pounds) and as she continued
speaking to her students, she simply crushed it to splintering pieces in an
unstoppable bear-hug. Doing so with seemingly no effort at all, as it was
being cut in half by her slowly closing-in arms; showing those around her what
they expected to see as soon as she walked in, the Amazonian Destroyer they
had heard so much about, one that never failed to get the boy's cocks hard and
stiff, while getting girl's hearts alive with admiration and respect.

"I now want you all to pair up for our next demonstration, girls you just
reach out and choose the boy you wish to work with, if they give you any
trouble just let me know and I'll sort them out!" Ms. Felicia Harding made out
in a dominant yet sexual tone, finishing up the final cracking of the massive
wooden object enveloped in her steel strong arms, proving to any and every
young man here that having her "sort them out" was Not something they wanted
to have happen. And so the girls spent the next several minutes bouncing
around this class and choosing their partners; some having no trouble at all
from those they picked, while others being met with some resistance that was
quickly squashed with a single muscle flex and harsh look from their new
teacher, and yet a few others, some of the more already fit and athletic
looking, seemingly just taking matters into their own hands when their male
choices failed to fully comply, using what they had seen this day alone to
physically convince their partners to see things their way. In the end
Felicia's class full of young, eager minds (once thought to be the worst in
this school) were all paired off and ready to learn their next lesson - well
the girls were.

Yes, it seemed the time for teaching them the next phase of their training was
about to begin, that was until Felicia noticed that two boys in the back still
had no female students to practice with (the two largest and most abusively
vocal, previously), and were trying their best to hide themselves away from
her all too alert eyes. An act of defiance that she simply would not tolerate,
nor would she teach these Women Of Tomorrow here to do so, so with a
commanding roar to have them both join her at the front of the class, she now
used them as her own personal boy-toys for the rest of this class; her tools
of demonstration for her practical lesson in Female Dominance in the bedroom,
a lesson which all of the girls took to with incredible ease, while the boys
all learning their own in the form of who in fact was now truly the Weaker
Sex. As for Felicia's own "willing" partners, well they lasted no longer than
a few minutes against her unbelievable physical prowess, and in a dual Tit
Fuck / Thigh Crush hold, she knocked them both unconscious; though still
relatively undamaged, purposely done as she planned to use them as her own
special helpers for the rest of the year (or as long as their weak little 6'
4" 250 pound bodies could last, anyway). ; )

THE END

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