Cyberslut by Edward Paul Nancy uses her growth to help her win and dominate Update: 07/10/1997 to giantess *The Adventures of Queen Nancy, 'Wrestling CyberSlut'* .. * Her Friends Call Her 'Cy': Her Enemies Just Call Her SLUT!* [Vol 1., No. 2] "LAADDDIIEESSS, and GGGEEENNTTEEELMEN, THE MAIN ATTRACTION FOR TODAY'S PICNIC: DickMen's "Battle of The Sexes," The Once A year WRRESTLING MMAATCH to settle the aged ole question ...." The ring announcer's voice faded as he saw the DickMen townfolks rushing to their places. "The Winner of toodaay's SSppecial MMatCH, ... takes home 45 gold credits, no questions, no taxes!" The crowd howled their approval; each sex openly rooting for their own to be victorious. The announcer directed the crowd to the two corners of the ring. In the men's corner was Jamarl Hanks: 6'8" solid bronzed Adonis. In the woman's corner stood a confident CYBERSLUT, her face smooth and soft, yet determined. At 5'9" she pack perfectly formed muscles throughout and flaming red head flowing on top. Today, The Wrestling CyberSlut was dressed completely in black: spiked boots; tight cut-off jeans, and a low cut - breast exposing - undershirt. "Shake hands and come out fighting." The announcer signled to the bellman: "RRRIIINNNGGGGG. 'If nothing, this event had a real professionaly polish' thought CyberSlut. When she saw the 6'8" hunk of her opponent spring to the center of the ring, CyberSlut returned her attention to the matter at hand: That is, how she was going to 'Polish' her clit with that hunk's face. CyberSlut laughed at the thought of growing large and then drowning this man with the juices from her clit. But first, she had to take him. With that, CyberSlut jumped to the center of the ring to meet her opponent. Jamarl Hanks' male hunk stood more than a foot over CyberSlut's womanly form. Hanks confidently held out his hand to sake CyberSlut's. The first test. CyberSlut grabbed his with her suprising strong womanly strength; Her grasp took Hanks by supprise. CyberSlut squeezed with all her strength, loosened, then squeezed again. Jamarl grimmanced and felt his knee buckle. Jamarl Hanks then reached deep within to muster additional strength. "OOHHH," murmurred Cyblerslut, "A 'little' competition from the big man!" smiled a confident Slut. "SORRY, but just not good enough." The SLUT barked her next words. "You're Going Down, ... Face Fucker!" CYBERSLUT took a deep breath, and concentrated on the powerful grip she had on Hanks, feeling his feeble attempts to squeeze back. Soon, CyberSlut watched and felt her hand expand; it grew nearly 2 feet long and almost as wide. When the growing stopped, CyberSlut placed the palm of her enlongated hand *completely* around Hanks' wrist and fingers. Jamarl Hanks simply stared in amazement. Never before had he seen a hand grow like that. Feeling CyberSluts powerful energy as he watched her grow sent shivers down his spine. Actually, he was not sure if they were shivers of fear draining from his gut, or streams of lust rushing from his brain. Once she had him firmly, and totally in her grip, CyberSlut squeezed Hanks' hand into a little fist and forced him to his knees. Twenty-five seconds later, the WWRRESSTTLING MMMAATCCH was all over! The Victorious Slut had her foot planted directly onto her beaten man's breast. The 5'9" red-haired vixen, dressed completely in black, stood over her beaten prey. Wrestling Queen CyberSlut beat the Adonis fair and square; she only grew once during the hand shake. Other than that, it was simply was her natural power, strength, and overpowering skill. It wasn't contest! CyberSlut eyed the shocked crowd one last time, then removed her foot from the man's battered breast, and took her rightful position directly over Jamarl's gasping face. With her legs slightly apart, CyberSlut placed her hands on her hips, and began to feel the energy flow her throughout her entire body. Captivated in her own sense of power, CyberSlut bent her knees slightly, then squated to within 5" of Jamarl's face. At this juncture Cy knew she could simply claim her victory credits and leave the picinic grounds - maybe pausing long enough to stomp Jamarl's cock with the heel of her black boot. Instead, The SLUT looked down at her beaten prey, and in a calm voice commanded: "Jamarl, You know why I called you a Face Fucker?" The question was rhetorical. "Because that's exactly what'll you'll be doing. Fucking me with your face. I mean your entire face is going to massage my clit. I need your entire face because my Clit is going to 2 feet big." Jamarl's eyes openened wide. 'What the fuck she talking about' thought Jamarl. His mind wandering came to an abrubt halt when CyberSlut re-emphasized her victory by slamming her steel laced boot into Jamarl's all but forgotten cock. Refusing to acknowledge Jamarl Hanks' howls of pain, CyberSlut cocked her victorious head back and confidently shook her red flames from side to side. Without missing a beat, the vixen beauty raised her right arm high above her shoulder, then slowly tightened her well defined muscles ino a victorious muscled pose. No doubt about it, CYBERSLUT was the winner of this match! Cy returned her attention to Jamarl, who was now coughing and gagging due to the severe windpipe damaged he encounter from CyberSluts' indefensible and brutal attack to his neck. Jamarl had been the recepient of no less that 350 rapid powered slaps, punches, chops, kicks, and knees to the face, neck, and chest. All of her blows had been delivered within 25 second. So fast, most couldn't even seem them. Jamarl, however, FELT every single last one of them. Those life threatening seconds in the of the middle ring would never be forgotten by Jamarl Hanks. Chances are, CYBERSLUT would forget about the hole match before she feel asleep that night; it just another conquest for her! At this point, CyberSlut grabbed her opponent's coughing, gaging, and gasping head, and pulled it up between her thighs. What's amatta Jammy Boy, got a 'THIGHhroid' problem." And then the SLUT smashed her thighs to crack Jamarl's head one last time. Cyberslut let her broken opponent fall to the mat. For a moment, the victorious vixen just stood there, in the middle of the ring, feeling the power rush through her body and fill her blood with life. Almost immediately, CyberSlut started to feel that rush of power turn towards the next event: CyberSlut was going to "devour" this man; completely cover his face with her power lips, and massage her clit with Jamarl Hanks' face. Instantly, Cy calculated: if her sexed area is 4" long, to completely cover the hunk's 2 foot face, she would have to grow to more than 30 tall. Rechecking her calculations, CyberSlut placed her hands on hips and began her breathing routine. 'Sevens. Count to the Power in Sevens. Seven breaths, Seven thoughts, Seven ways and Seven times each day. Largness .. Biggness ... Tallness ... Superior Presence ... Powerful Thoughts ... Smother ... and Total Domination.' CyberSlut began to grow, inches at first, then feet at a time. Up and out. As her head reached the tree tops, CyberSlut could see the entire town. She saw everyone freeze immediately up sight of her growing, and *glowing* face. At 25 feet, CyberSlut turned her outward attention towards her inner Passion. The heated vixen longed for that stirring feeling in her loins. The Slut started to influence her life producing centerpiece, filling it with juices from her seven thoughts. Nearly thirty feet tall, CyberSlut was HOT. Her clit ready for the massage she wanted, and needed. Jamarl Hanks, that 6'8" slab of steak, laid beneath her. He was hers for the taking, and she wasing going to take him like he had never been taken before!! That was for sure! CYBERSLUT tore off her tight fighting black cut- off jeans. Nothing underneath except the exposed opening of her mamouth slit. CYBERSLUT lowered herself onto Jamarl's face. Within seconds, Jamarl Hanks was completely smothered by CyberSlut's Clit and soft moist hot skin surrounding her love button. The weight of her on his head made it impossible for him to move, and for the most part, nearly impossible to breath. "OOHHH, YEAH." Wiggled CYBERSLUT. "This really gets me hot!" Then, in a rare act of compasion for the SLUT she normally is in situations like this, CY reached behind, and with a thumb and finger from her 3 foot hand grabbed Jamarl's 6" cock. Gently, squeezing Jamarl's puny putz, CyberSlut smiled down at her captured man and commanded, "Here, you do the deed yourself. Go yank your puny cock silly." CyberSlut ground her clit over Hanks' face with some force, and then fumbled behind, grabbing Hanks' hand with her little finger, directing it to grab ahold of his cock, which she continued to hold between the tips of her thumb and longest finger. "Now that you got a hold of yourself, you MUST beat it until you cum; and you MUST come within 15 seconds. Thats all the time you'll have. I'm going to squash then suffocate your face into total oblivion if you don't cum within those 15 seconds." CyberSlut was really getting excited now. It had been over 3 months since she last face fuck a guy into oblivion. "You may want try to escape out from under my 8' foot bottom." Suggested the CyberSlut. "Fear and struggle seems to get your male testi's totten. ... Go ahead try it!" Barked CyberSlut, and ended with, "it may save your life." Jamarl Hanks did as ordered. He jerked, squirmed, pinched, slugged, everything he could possibly physically do, but of course, he was unable to budge her. Meanwhile CyberSlut was excelerating her grinding motion over Hanks' face. Pressing down, completely covering his face, CyberSlut could feel her captured opponent weaken. If he didn't cum in 5 seconds he'd be history. That moment, CyberSlut felt a wet drop hit her bottomside. She knew without looking, Jamarl lost his load. Guess he'd see another day after all. CyberSlut's victory was complete. Another man beaten and drained of his manhood. CyberSlut quickly and quitely shrank back to her 5'9" frame. The pleased vixen climbed off of Hank's face, collected her gold credits, and grabbed her cutt- off jeans. The victorious redhead left the ring and never turned back, however, she did stop to pee in the middle of the picnic grounds. 'Good' thought CYBERSLUT, 'that marking will be of use me when I met up with the DickMen Twins.' -end-