SUZAN'S SITUATION
by DTM
Suzan, a teenage muscle-girl, in trying to get her separated parents back together, uses her physical power against her Mothers potential suitors 


"What, you didnt think I was serious when I told you to stay away from my Mom?
Did I look like I was joking last time to you?? Do you think Im kidding around
NOW!!" Suzan Philips scolded her entrapped male, his head currently being
painfully crushed between her thick, hard thighs.

"Do you have any idea how much of an inconvenience it is to come by your house
and pay you alittle visit? I had to come right from cheerleading practice to
be here.....not that I think youd mind all too much, really. Hee hee hee" she
continued, constricting her shapely, firm legs together even more. Suzan,
still dressed in her cheerleading uniform, her golden blonde hair wrapped in a
tight ponytail.

"Bet you didn't think a High School cheerleaders legs were so strong, eh? Bet
youd even driven by our school and seen some of us practicing, or maybe
walking home, and had your share of dirty thoughts, huh? And you think Id let
a guy like you date my Mom??" Suzan barked at him further, squeezing his head
to pulp within her rock hard, muscular legs.

"Now....." she spoke firmly to her barely conscious man, removing her luscious
thighs from around his head, causing it to come down on the floor with a Thud.
"....the next time I see you "pawing" all over my Mom, let alone if I even
think youre asking her out on another date, what Ive just done to you just now
will seems like a dream come true to what Ill do to you next!"

"And if you ever think about telling my Mom about any of this....." Suzan
spoke in a threatening tone, as she picked up a nearby fireplace poker and
slowly bent it over onto itself.

As the overmatched, though much larger, male lay moaning and groaning on the
ground, Suzan slowly fixed up her cheerleading uniform, gathered her
school-bag, and made her way out the front door. Turning back just before she
departed to view the full chaos that she had caused. A coffee table smashed, a
hole in the dining room wall, a bent over fireplace poker, and a full grown
man laying semi-conscious on the floor. Suzan smiled at this scene, enjoying
such displays of female physical superiority, knowing she was doing it for a
very good reason, as she closed the door behind her.

This man never saw or spoke to Suzan's Mom again.

Now Suzan wasn't a bad girl, nor was she someone who routinely threw her
amazing strength around for no good reason. As a 17 year old Junior at Clarke
High, she was for the most part very much like any other teenage girl her age.
The big exception to this was, unlike most (but not all) of the other girls in
her school, she had an incredibly athletic physique, with musculature that
many of the boys there couldn't match, and overall strength and power that
none of them could.

Still, she wasn't a bully, well in the classic sense anyway. She didn't throw
her 5' 9" 160 pound body around for just anything, not even to get better
grades in school, though the thought had crossed her mind once or twice.
Nevertheless, Suzan was more than adept at letting those in her life know she
was not to be messed with. Whether it be a cocky football player who wanted to
go alittle too fast with one of the schools hottest cheerleaders (this being
herself), or a grouping of bullies cruelly picking on some of her weaker male
friends, to even the occasional horny teacher who wished to have her stay in
for alittle lecherous extra credit.

All in all Suzan was a good girl, a well behaved girl, who just happened to
have the strength to throw your average man around the room with ease. What
she had just done to this man, and what she had done several times over in the
past year, was something she felt she had to do. It wasn't for fun.....well,
she did enjoy the rush of her power nonetheless....it was for a purpose. What
purpose you may ask?

Well roughly one year ago her parents split up, and while they have not fully
divorced as yet, they have been living in separate homes ever since. Suzan
loved both of her parents very deeply and this separation was, as expected,
causing her to be deeply saddened. She currently lived with her Mother, seeing
her Father every other weekend. Though this situation was no where near good
enough for her, as she cherished her family as it was, and would do anything
to be able to have them all be like that again.

Which brings us to today, and many other such sessions and events, which Suzan
believes will help unite her parents once and for all. She knew her Father
wasn't seeing anyone, as every time she went to visit him they would talk
about anything and everything, being very close as they were, and she knew her
Father was living a lonely life without her Mom. Her Mother on the other hand
was always a bit of a flirt, something she always took as harmless fun, until
the day her parents separated, then she was not so sure.

Its not as if her Mother was a slut, far from it, as she could tell she too
was suffering from this separation. Though unlike her Father, as months of
being alone passed, she slowly began to get the urge to date once again and
make a positive step to move on with the rest of her life. While Suzans
actions could be thought of as selfish, as they were time and again hurting
her Mothers personal life and chances for future happiness, she felt she was
justified in doing what she was all the same. She felt that the more time that
passed with both of their parents not finding someone else, that they would be
more likely to return to their senses and get back together.

Though keeping her Mother away from such men, or more accurately keeping such
men away from her Mother, was proving more and more difficult. Her Mother,
very much like herself, was a real knock-out. A stunning 5' 10" curvaceous
blonde bombshell, who easily looked to be in her mid to upper 20s, even though
she was actually 40 years old. Even just living a normal life being herself,
she was often approached by men, each one wanting to get to know her just
alittle more.

Unfortunately many of these men seemed to be decent enough guys to Suzan, ones
she felt would probably treat her Mother quite well, though that wasn't the
point at all. It wasn't about her letting her Mom move on and meet Mr. Right,
it was about her realising that she had Mr. Right all along and getting back
with him. Still, she did feel bad about having to do what she was, but in her
mind, there was simply no other choice and she had to be tough for her family.

She did enjoy meeting up with the occasional man who actually did deserve her
special treatment. Those that she came calling to let her feelings known, only
to find that these men were either married, dating someone else, dirty
perverts, or just plain old players looking for another Hot MILF to score on.
On her walk home from her latest session this night, her thoughts went back to
one of those such encounters, a thought which brought a smile to her beautiful
young face.

**********

"Yeah, do I know you?" the man said to the attractive young girl before him as
he answered his front door.

"No, but I know you. Mind if I come in?"

"Hey you cant just....uhhhh" the man protested in vain as Suzan simply walked
past him into his apartment, pushing him aside with little effort. "What the
Hell, who the Hell are you, what are you doing here??"

"Do you remember last Saturday, you were grocery shopping, and you bumped into
a very attractive blonde?"

"Yeah so? What are you, some kinda stalker??"

"Actually, if youd have been looking at anything but her breasts youd have
noticed I was right there next to her. Im her daughter, Suzan."

"Oh...oh, yeah. So, what do you want?"

"Well, do you remember after you guys spent the next 5 minutes talking, I seem
to remember you being a lot more polite then actually, that you exchanged
phone numbers with the idea of seeing each other this weekend?"

"Yeah so??" the man frustratingly answered.

"Well Im here to get that number back, and to make sure you never call her for
a date"

"Is that so, little girl? Look, I don't know what your game is, but Im not
exactly fond of being "intimidated" by teenage girls......unless of course,
you planned to change my mind thru some other form of persuasion?" he
lecherously continued, eyeing up the beautiful, shapely young woman in front
of her.

"And if I was interested" Suzan replied, sexily batting her eyes as she did,
"Would you take advantage of such an offer?"

"Mmmmmm, you bet I would" he spoke out with a dirty smile, continuing to stare
at this youthful vision of loveliness before him. "You look just like your
Mom, only bigger, and a whole lot younger. I like 'em young actually. Probably
wouldn't have even approached your Mom if Id have known she was old enough to
have a teenage girl like you" he concluded, slowly reaching for his agreed
upon prize.

"You like this body?" she teased, grabbing his approaching hands gently but
firmly, stopping them just before her ample chest. "You like them young? You
like them big?"

"Big like you, you betcha"

"Well, why don't I show you what a big, young girl like me can do to a man
like you" Suzan erotically teased, lulling him into a false, and very aroused,
sense of security.

"Show me baby, show me" he moaned, reaching once again for her full breasts.

With that, Suzan lifted this man off the floor by his collar, and threw him
across the room, flying over his nearby dining room table. Her throw was so
forceful that he skimmed the table itself and landed into the wall the a Thud!

"You know, I was just of the mind-set to come here, intimidate you into
staying away from my Mom, and that's that. But you had to turn into this sick
perv who was going to take sexual advantage of a teenage girl, not mentioning
insulting my Mom (who is way too good for you on her worst day) saying that
shes too old for you. You like them young, you like them big, well then Im
your girl........and Im here to teach you alittle lesson. When Im done, youll
never look at another young girl, or my Mom, the same way again, If Ever!" she
scolded him further, as she sexily made her way to his crumbled form, lifted
him up over her head, and threw him into another nearby wall.

Time and time again she would lift him up, throw him into one of the walls in
his apartment, and then slowly make her way over to where he lie (talking to
him in a dominant, authoritative voice all the while), to do so again. Over
and over this mans body would be lifted and thrown into each and every wall in
his apartment, until not one of them was left standing undamaged when Suzan
was through.

Each lift and throw caused her powerful physique to grow and harden. Her
already fit and shapely form only seems to be getting moreso by the minute. It
wasn't long before Suzan was near bursting out of her top and jeans, as even
some rips and tears could be heard coming from her over-stretched attire.

When she was done this mans apartment looked like a bomb had hit it, not to
mention the man himself. Beaten, bruised and bloodied, he was surely taught a
lesson this day by this powerful young girl. A lesson on how not to treat
teenage girls, even if theyre asking for it, and how to stay away from her Mom
forever.

"If I even see you so much as look at her again, Ill break you in half" she
growled, hitting a most muscular pose in front of his crumpled form, which was
the last straw for her pink T-shirt. "And if we see you in the grocery store
again, youd better make a quick 180 and RUN for the door before my Mom sees
you, or Im gonna let these babies have alittle fun next time around" she
continued, flexing her growing, rock hard thighs, which also seemed to be
bursting from their tight fitting jeans. "Get Me???"

"Yes....uh.....Oh God....uhhhh....Ill do anything you say......uhhh......"

"Well, arent you a fast learner. Most guys I have to give alittle extra credit
to after the initial lesson......of course most guys first lessons arent as
Hard as yours was. Hee hee hee. Guess you bring the best out of me" she
teased, as she turned around and left yet another prospective suitor for her
Mother, and a much undeserving one at that, in the dust.

**********

Another smile appeared on Suzans attractive young face as thoughts of such
sessions came to her mind on her walk home from her latest one. While she
wasn't an evil girl by any means, and wasn't one to blatantly flaunt or abuse
her power, she did enjoy her physical superiority over the male sex and her
various examples of such superiority she was accustomed of showing. (only when
truly needed, of course)

Images of other such conquests began racing thru her mind, Suzan occasionally
biting the bottom of her full lips as the thoughts came and went. Such
thoughts were also very arousing to her, as she was also quite accustomed to
using her physicality for more sensual means over simply brute force
intimidation. Whether it be a sexy flexing of her steel hard arms, or a erotic
hardening of her thick, shapely thighs, or even a bit of bouncing from her
voluptuously firm chest. Suzan was no stranger to the art of female muscle
erotica.

But that was yet another series of thoughts, right now she was more
concentrating on her previous task, and such others like it. She loved her
Mother more than anything, and truly did want her to be happy, she just wanted
that happiness to come from her Father. She saw the hurt her actions were
doing to her Mother, and it killed Suzan each time she did. Not that she knew
what Suzan was doing, Heaven Forbid she found out she was intimidating all of
her potential dates into staying away, but that only meant one other
explanation for their lack of return interest in her.....that they didn't find
her attractive.

A crazy thought to be sure, as her Mom was truly a beautiful, curvaceous
woman, who most any man would certainly be more than interested in. But with
all of these men, who initially showed much interest in her and were never
heard from again, what other explanation could there be? Suzan remembered one
time the man she had a "chat" with took his task alittle too far, and not only
called to cancel their date, but insulted and berated her Mom as well. This
caused her Mother to break down in tears, only to be consoled in her loving
daughters arms.

It was after this instance that she "insisted" that all of the men she "spoke"
to let her Mother down easy, Or Else they would definitely be seeing her
again, like this man did.

**********

"How stupid can you be? I mean, I know I said break it off with my Mom, but
did you really think I meant calling her up and insulting her to do so? Making
her feel ugly and stupid? Did you really think I wanted you to do THAT??"
Suzan growled at the large man in front of her. Her ultra hard grip wrapped
tightly around this mans throat, her hard and powerful arms lifting him inches
off the floor, pushing him against one of his apartment walls.

"Ackkkk.....I....I was just....doing what you.....wanted me tooo.....Ackkk!"
the man could barely make out, his fingers completely unable to break out of
Suzans grip, his feet dangling above the floor.

"What?? Did you honestly think I wanted you to call my Mom an old cow? Someone
you wouldn't waste your time on? Wouldn't date in a million years?? Breaking a
date does NOT mean breaking her heart......but it may mean me breaking some
bones!!" she growled angrily as she lifted this man up over her head and threw
him onto the couch in the next room. He landed with such force that the couch
tipped over onto him as he fell further to the ground below.

"I....Im sorry OK....", the panicked male made out, trying eagerly to get back
to his feet. "I just didn't know what to say.....She asked why I was
cancelling.....I didn't know what so say, Whaaaaaa" he cried, as Suzan grabbed
him by the arm and tossed him to the other side of the room.

"Oh come now, surely anything could have been better than what you said to
her. Heck, even if you never showed up it would be better than what you did
(though Id probably still be here kicking your ass if you did that too)" she
continued scolding him, as she effortlessly placed his head between her thick
hard thighs, him kneeling down in front of her solidly standing form.

"Do you have any idea..." CRUSH! "...just how long it took..." SQUEEZE! "...me
to get my Mom..." FLEX! "...to stop crying that night!" MANGLE! Suzan really
let this man have it, thinking back to a few days ago, her loving Mother
crying in her arms, and how angry such thoughts made her. Her rock hard
thighs, clearly visible due to the removal of her skirt earlier (for better
thigh crushing access), were making mince meat out of this poor mans head. A
well deserved punishment for how he had treated her Mother, in Suzans eyes.

After a few more minutes of thigh power, she easily manoeuvred him across her
hard young shoulders, in a punishing back breaker hold. She proceeded to spend
the next 10 minutes bending and twisting him across her broad capped
shoulders, threatening him with a much worse beating if he didn't call her
back that night and apologise about what he had said. That if he didn't leave
her smiling on the other end, where Suzan would be watching, then she would be
paying him another punishing visit.

She then tossed him off her back, casually retrieved her short frilly skirt,
placed it over her firm young thighs, and with a few final threatening and
intimidating muscle flexes, turned her back to him and made her way out his
front door (which happened to be partially off its hinges, for some odd
reason).

**********

And so it went during her long walk home, Suzan spent her time thinking of her
various male conquests during her very young life. Whether it be due to her
recent and important mission of putting her parents back together, or just
normal everyday, teenage Amazon events, she had more than enough memories to
go around.

When she finally returned home she came to see her Mother sitting at the
dining room table, a depressed look clearly evident on her face.

"Whats wrong Mom?" Suzan said with much concern.

"Oh, Hi Suzie.....how.....how was school? Youre back alittle late today,
cheerleading practice run long?" her Mother replied, trying to change the
subject.

"Come on Mom, whats the matter? You can talk to me, you know that, ok?"

With an initial bit of hesitance, her Mother soon began to speak, realising
how close she was with her daughter and how she felt she could tell her nearly
anything. "Well....I don't think you know this, but the other day when we were
out renting videos, I man approached me. He was very charming, and seemed like
a very nice guy, and after a few minutes of talking we exchanged phone
numbers." Her Mother spoke, Suzan playing ignorant as if she had no idea this
had happened, when she certainly did. "Well, we had dinner plans for tomorrow
night.......and guess what....he just called and cancelled......again....."
her Mother continued, tears coming down her face as she did.

"When I asked why, he couldn't give me a straight reason. When I asked if he
wanted to pick another night, he just said No and hung up on me. Oh Suzie,
whats wrong with me.....why wont anyone go out with me? Am I so ugly.....so
hideous a woman that no man could be interested in me? Why all the rejections,
especially after so much obvious interest in our first meetings? I don't
understand it. Why is this always happening to me??" she concluded, breaking
down into emotional tears and putting her hands over her face, putting her
head on Suzans comforting lap.

Suzans heart was broken, as she knew full well why these men never gave her
return calls or always cancelled their dates. She was the reason her Mother
was crying in her lap right now. She was responsible for her Mom feeling so
bad and lonely. But she had to be tough, as she was doing this For A Reason.
Her Mom was destined to be with her Dad, and vice versa, though in her Fathers
case she didnt need to worry as he assured her he was alone and not
emotionally ready to date at this time. She had to be strong, it was surely
only alittle while longer before her Mother realised that she was made for
only one man, and then they would be a family again.

"Mom....I don't want to upset you anymore than you are now......but what about
Dad?"

"(sniffle)....what about your Father?"

"I mean, why not try to get back with him? Maybe all of these other guys
backing out or disappearing on you is a sign, you know?"

"Suzan, I know youre trying to help and be comforting, and you are
baby.....(sniffle)....but your Father and I are never getting back together,
and that's that"

"But why? I don't understand, I don't even know what you guys split up for
anyway, neither of you ever told me why? Mom, hes lonely and alone, he needs
you to be there for him just as I know hell be there for you"

"Oh, Im sure hes doing just fine in that department Suzie, don't you worry"

".......what do you mean?" Suzan replied with a curious look.

"Im sorry....I shouldn't have said anything.....I promised your Father I
wouldn't tell...."

"Mom please.....tell me what you meant. What happened between you two?"

Her Mother looked deep into Suzans eyes, who like hers, were very visibly
emotional. She never meant to hide anything from her daughter, the love of her
life, the one thing that kept her going through her hard times as of late. But
she promised her Father she would never tell, for the sake of their
relationship, Father to daughter, parent to child. Though Suzan was a bit
older now, and quite mature for her age at that, and she knew she could never
lie to her, and so she spoke.

"Do you remember when we went to that cheerleading competition you girls were
in last year?"

"For the State Finals, yes I remember"

"Do you remember your father turning suddenly ill, and not being able to go"

"Yes, I remember. I also remember we won the Championship, and then I spent
the night at Laura's house to celebrate, with the rest of the girls.......Mom,
what happened?"

"When I got home I noticed another car near to our driveway. A car I had seen
a few times before driving away from our house, during a few of your Fathers
other "sick" periods. So I went in a bit quieter than usual, took my shoes
off, carefully made my way upstairs to our bedroom, and ........and then I
opened the door......and....." she continued, tears flowing down her beautiful
face as she spoke.

"Mom, its OK, its all OK......please, tell me what you saw"

"I saw your Father......in our bed, with another woman"

"No, this couldn't be!!" came screaming into Suzans head, at the thought of
such a betrayal on their family from someone she loved more than anything.

"He had supposedly been seeing her on and off for many months. Someone from
his work, I believe. I never got a name, nor did I ever want to know. I didn't
even lash out at him......I just ran into your room, locked the door, dropped
to my knees and cried. You wanted to know why your Father and I are no longer
together, it was because he was cheating on me"

"Oh My God, what have I done??" Suzan mistakenly said aloud.

"What? What do you mean?" her Mother replied.

"Nothing Mom, don't worry ab...."

"Suzan Mary Philips, you tell me whats going on, Right Now!" she scolded her
daughter in a powerful tone. Such a tone from nearly anyone else on this Earth
she was not settle for at all, but this was her Mom, and if anyone could talk
to her as such, it was her.

".........Well, I know the reason why none of the guys you've been talking to
have been calling you back"

"What? How could you possibly.....why, what reason?"

"Well, its me....I go pay them a visit, and warn them to stay away from you"

"How on Earth could you do that? How could a 17 year old girl possibly warn
full grown men?"

"Oh Mom, come on, you know how strong and fit I am. How hard this body of mine
is. Surely you don't think it so hard to believe that I could use it in an
intimidating, threatening manner. I mean, I know you know about the Tommy
Morrison situation"

"That boy deserved everything you gave him! Trying to force himself on you in
a drunken stupor, if I were you Id have broken a few more of his ribs"

"See? You know how strong I am, what I can do with my muscles, and to get you
and Dad back together, yes I used it That Way on any guy I saw approach you"

"You mean you go over and beat them up?? You threaten them with physical
violence if they ever went out with me? Oh Suzan why.....why??" Suzan then
started crying, this time it was her turn to put her head in her Mothers lap.
Her Mother hated when Suzan was hurting, and as confused and upset as she was,
she couldn't help stroking her hair in a Motherly way to calm her down.
"Suzie, please.....tell me why you did all this? Don't......don't you want to
see me happy?"

"I do Mom, I do" Suzan spoke, lifting her head from her Mothers lap, looking
her deep into her eyes. "I want you to be happy more than anything......I just
want that to be with Dad"

"Oh God Suzie, you were sabotaging all of my dates so that I would go back
with your Father?"

"But I didn't know what he did, I didn't know he had cheated on you. How could
I, neither of you would tell me anything when it came to the reason your both
separated......but now, knowing what he did to you, to us, Uhhhhh it just
makes me Sick"

"I loved your Father very much Suzie, but you have to understand I could never
go back to him. Besides, if I know him hes not in any hurry to get back with
me either"

"Oh no, hes not seeing anyone, we talk about everything during my weekend
visits, and hes as lonely and alone as you are.......that's why I thought this
could really work out" she said in a depressed tone.

"Suzie, one thing about your Father that I learned the day I walked into our
bedroom, the day I walked in on them, is hell do anything, say anything, to
keep his affair a secret. Im afraid that would include lying to even you,
baby"

Shock soon gave way to regret, and after hearing this final piece of advice
from her Mom, opened the door to Anger in Suzans mind. All this time she was
ensuring her Mother was alone, no matter the cost, thinking her Father was the
same. Now not only is she finally hearing the reason her parents split up, her
Fathers cheating ways, but now shes to believe that all this time he was still
with this woman. Lying straight to her face the many times she asked her Dad
if he was seeing anyone.

"Are you sure of this, that hes still seeing this woman now?" Suzan
frustratingly growled.

"Yes.....sometimes I drive by where hes staying, and I see that same car
parked there" her Mother emotionally made out.

That's all Suzan needed to hear.

"Mom, Im taking the car!"

**********

The drive to her Fathers house served only to anger Suzan more and more. How
dare he lie to her, time and again! How dare he cheat on Mom, time and again!
How dare he still be seeing this same woman and not show any regret about
destroying his family.....her family! Her anger seemed to double when she
pulled up in front of his place, seeing clear as day the car her Mother had
described to her earlier parked in the driveway. The car of the woman who
helped destroy her family.

She made her way to the door, and was on the verge of breaking it down when
she thought another approach may work better.

DING DONG!

After a few minutes of no one answering, and the sounds of fumbling around
could be heard from within, she rang the bell again.

DING DONG!

"Yes, yes what is it........pumpkin?" her Father frustratingly spoke as he
answered the door.

"Hi Daddy, can I come in?"

"Well, I...." He replied, as Suzan wasn't really waiting for permission.
"What...uh....what are you doing here baby, our visit isnt for another week?"

"What, can I only come see you on our scheduled visiting days? What are you,
in prison? Hee hee Arent you glad to see me Daddy?" she mock hurtfully cooed,
playing up the Daddys Little Girl act.

"Oh....oh of course I am baby, just now isnt the best time. I actually have a
workmate here and were going over some documents for a meeting for tomorrow"

"Is that whose car is in the drive?"

"Uh, why yes, yes it is"

"You know, if I didn't know any better, Id say you were entertaining a guest
more than meeting with a co-worker, eh Daddy?" she teased.

"Oh uh, no baby, you know Im still not over your Mother leaving me. She was
one truly special woman, one I wont be getting over anytime soon. Dating for
me, just isnt in the cards" he continued, his lies only fuelling Suzans rage,
though she hid it beautifully. "Kitten, why don't you go back home, and Ill
pick you up tomorrow for a surprise trip to the movies? If your Mother doesn't
mind me having you on her time"

"Oh Daddy, that would be great!!"

"That's my little girl, now come here and give your Father a goodbye hug" he
said with a smile and open arms.

Suzan jumped right into his embrace, taking all of the inner strength she had
not to snap him in two right there and then.....still, that didn't mean she
needed to hold back any longer. It wasn't long before her Father noticed her
hug tightening, becoming more constricted, more crushing.

"Uh baby, ....Daddy needs to breathe now.....Ahhhhhh!" he screamed, as she
poured on additional pressure.

"Daddy needs to breathe huh? Well its only because youre my Father that youre
breathing at all, EVER!" she growled at him, her face one of total rage, while
his one of confusion and fear. "What, don't you know how Strong I am Daddy?
How much muscle your "little girl" has in her body?" SQUEEZE! "I bet you would
it you came to my cheerleading competitions more, like Mom does" CRUSH!! "But
no, youre too busy playing sick, staying home with your little home wrecking,
workmate, huh Daddy!!! MANGLE!!!

"AHHHHHHH!!" was all Suzans Father could make out, as she effortlessly held
him off the ground in a crushing bearhug.

"How could you?" she started crying, tears running down her face as she held
him aloft, using her vastly hard and powerful arms to squeeze him into her
thick chest to the point of rib snapping. "How could you do that to Mom and
me? How could you lie to us, then and now? How could you Dad!!" she growled
yet again, swinging him harshly side to side, this time followed by 2 snaps
from his overmatched chest, and a series of painful screams from her Father.

"What the heck is going......" yelled out a woman coming down the stairs,
dressed in a sexy two piece lingerie, with a silky robe over her body. She had
to stop in mid sentence, as the sight before her was too much for her to take
all at once. Her 6' 2", 230 lbs lover was in very obvious pain, wrapped
tightly and being lifted off the ground by a teenage girl. This girls physique
looked amazingly strong, and incredibly hard, dressed in a tight fitting pair
of jeans and navy blue T-Shirt (Suzan, having changed out of her cheerleading
outfit before she came) Once more, this woman actually recognised this girl
from various photos around her lovers home. "Suzan??....."

"Ah, so the slut finally makes an appearance" Suzan spoke angrily, as she
dropped her Father to the ground and made her way towards this "other woman".
Of course, seeing this, the woman turned and ran up the stairs and locked
herself into the master bedroom. "Come now, surely you don't think a girl with
a body like mine is going to be stopped by a locked door, now do you?" she
spoke in a powerful tone, which was followed by a single legs kick to the
door, which blew it completely off its hinges.

She slowly stalked the woman in front of her, her body expanding and hardening
with plenty of teenage female muscle. Slight rips and tears could be heard
from her attire, which was being pushed beyond its limits due to her growing
musculature. The woman could only look upon this beautiful young Amazon in
total shock and fear, as she was crawling around on the floor, trying to
escape Suzans wrath, which only served to push herself into a corner in the
end.

"Suzan...Suzan Please...we....I.....Im sorry....I didn't mean to...."

"Well, that answers my main question. You know my name, you know who I am, and
that means you knew my Father had a family waiting for him at home. It might
be a bit different if he was hiding that from you, you not knowing he was
cheating on his wife, On My Mother! But I see that's not the case, so I wont
feel bad about whats happening next" Suzan spoke, bending down and
effortlessly lifting this woman up in the air, throwing her onto and then over
the rooms spacious bed.

"So, is this the bed you cheat on my Father with?" she growled as she started
to demolish various pieces of furniture her in Fathers bedroom with her bare
hands. "Is this where you and my Dad FUCK!" she continued, now turning her
attention to the bed itself, using her incredible strength and hard muscles to
destroy it in less than a minute. "Did you see what I just did to this room,
to all this hard wooden furniture.....now imagine what Im going to do to You"
she grunted, flexing her hard body, causing even more rips and tears to appear
on her clothing. "I ruin more outfits that way. Hee hee hee" she teased with a
maniacal smile.

The woman filled with panic, burst off of the floor and ran out of the now
door-less room, and down the stairs to her lover. He had just gotten up from
his punishing hold by his Amazonian daughter, holding his broken ribs with one
hand as he did.

"Help!! Your kids Crazy!" the woman made out, jumping into Suzans Fathers
"protective" embrace, causing him to give a scream of pain out due to his
damaged chest.

"Its OK, I....Ill talk to her, and......"

"And what Daddy? Youre going to spin this around, make it seem like its Moms
fault, like she drove you into the arms of another woman?" Suzan interrupted,
slowly making her way down the stairs, eyeing up the two adults in front of
her, holding one another in a terrified way. "Are you going to lie me again
Daddy? Tell me youre not seeing anyone? Oh, I think the time for lies is over,
now it's the time for truth......and consequences. Heh heh heh" she spoke with
an evil smile, as she walked right past them to the front door, and gave the
lock a turn.

Suzan then spent the next several hours teaching both of these cheating lovers
the error of their ways, in a very painful fashion. She used her unreal
physique to lift, throw, carry, bend, mangle, twist, crush, squeeze, and
overall beat these two before her. Sometimes both at the same time, sometimes
she would knock one of them out with a painful hold or a crushing smother, and
then work solo on the other one. All the while she would talk to them, scold
them, scream at them, never letting them forget who she was, and why she was
there. They destroyed her home life, and worse yet, made her do things to men
who possibly could have made her Mother happy, all in the hopes that their
family could be remade.

But now that dream has past, and she would make those responsible for her and
her Mothers unhappiness pay, in any way she knew how.

When she was done, Suzan had physically, mentally and emotionally hurt these
two worse than they have ever been hurt before. While certainly not life
threatening, they both suffered more than their share of bruises, cuts and
broken bones. When they both finally woke up from the last of a series of head
scissors Suzan gave them, using her supremely powerful thighs, they saw her
standing in front of them, taking money out of her Fathers wallet.

"This..." Suzan spoke, holding some bills in her hand "....is for some new
clothes for me, as I seem to have ruined this outfit", which was certainly the
truth, as this particularly long session left her clothing much more damaged
than not. "This...." She continued, holding more dollar bills in her hand,
"....is for some new clothes for Mom, as she is SO going to need a few more
sexy outfits if shes going to get herself another man, and get YOU out of her
life."

"And this...." She concluded, harshly throwing a set of car keys to the woman
laying before her, is for your car.....or whats left of it" Suzan spoke with
an evil grin. At hearing this, the two adults spent the next several minutes
painfully making their way to their feet, and looked at the window to the
driveway. There they saw this womans car, the same car that caused so much
pain for Suzans Mother, completely overturned, filled with a series of deep
dents throughout, broken windows and the occasional door hanging on by a
thread.

"Now, Im going to be leaving, and Id advise you call 911, you guys look like
Shit. Hee hee hee. Oh, and if I EVER see the two of you in the same place
again, and Ill be looking, Ill Kill You!" she growled for the final time,
finishing it off with another amazingly powerful kick from her young, strong
leg, which burst the main door to this house open, left hanging barely by a
single hinge.

With that, Suzan made her way to her car, and drove home to fill her Mother in
on all the juicy details. As for her Father and his mistress, all they could
do was call 911 for help, and collapse.

EPILOGUE.......

One year later, and the doorbell rang in the home of Steve Philips, Suzans
Father. He rose from his sofa to get it, a slight limp in his walk due to a
brutal Breaking and Entering on his home roughly 12 months ago (or so he told
police), to answer the door.

"Hi Steve"

"Helen??" he spoke with surprise.

"May I come in?"

"Well, I....." he spoke, as his ex-wife made her way inside, not waiting for
an answer. "What....what can I do for you Helen?"

"Youre looking good Steve, hows the limp?"

"Just get to it Helen" he bravely spoke, after checking that she wasn't
carrying their supergirl daughter Suzan in tow.

"Yes, you never were one for small talk. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know
that Im sorry about what Suzan did to you that night. I held your secret as
long as I could, though in the end the truth had to come out, and I think were
all the better for it"

"Yeah, easy for you to say, youre not the one that spent a week in the
hospital, had his secretary forced to quit her job and flee in terror, and is
spending a fortune in medical fees since."

"Well, I cant say you didn't deserve what happened to you Steve"

"So, what the Hell are you apologising for then if youre not sorry our
daughter kicked my ass, Helen!"

"Im sorry......" Suzans Mother spoke, slowly removing the long black coat she
wore around her, which completely covered most of her voluptuous 5' 10" frame,
".....that I didn't do it myself"

With that, Steves mouth hung wide open, in utter shock and awe at the sight
before him. Helen, his former wife, had more muscular curves on her physique
than her had on the best day of his life. Dressed before him in a single,
though very body hugging and incredibly revealing, spandex workout outfit, she
looked like a true Amazon Queen. Her height, emphasised further by 3" heels,
made her thickly muscular and sensuously curvaceous body look even bigger.

"Amazing what a full year, great genetics, strong will and determination, and
the worlds greatest gym trainer (your daughter) can do to a body, eh Steve?"
Helen teasingly cooed in front of him, flexing her muscle packed body in an
intimidating series of bodybuilding poses. Every curve was rock hard, and on
her body there were plenty of them. Every sexy bulge and bump was filled with
steel hard muscle, which only became harder with each passing flex.

Steve could only step backwards, nearly falling onto a nearby seat, as this
sight before him was draining nearly all of his bodys energy. Helen smiled a
huge smile across her beautiful face, as she slowly followed him to where he
sat, erotically separate her legs and sat on his lap, firmly wrapping her
thick thighs and powerful arms around his body as she did. "So Stevie, you
still a breast man?" she teased, flexing her pecs in his nearby face, making
them jump and bounce with pec muscle control alone. "Im here because David and
I, hes my new guy, are looking forward to a trip to Hawaii this
summer.......and we were hoping you could help us out finanically"

"Helen....are you kidding....I...I don't have...I mean....Ahhhhhhh" he
screamed, as his ex-wifes powerful frame gave him a few crushing cuddles.

"Shhhhh, I didn't think youd be so easy to convince, that's why I cleared my
schedule for today to convince you, and let me say, with this new body of
mine, I can be Very Persuasive. Hee hee" Helen laughed, as she slowly moved
Steves head in between her powerful, and still flexing, chest. Her once
lusciously ample breasts now replaced by thick, rippling pec muscles, which
Steve was soon to find out, were much harder and much more crushing.

FLEX!

CRUSH!!

SCREAM!!!

LAUGH!!!!

PS: Hey all. This is your last chance to get your votes in on the next of the
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