Winner or Loser
by GJ



So I just finished over 125 stories for The Valkyrie. It was probably closer
to 160. So little did I know that I was going to get the Biggest Surprise of
my life. There was a knock at my door. I looked thru the peephole and couldn't
believe my eyes. I saw the face of a gorgeous woman probably around 38 years
old. I said in the intercom, "How may I help you?' A voice with a Spanish
accent answered with. Mr. Contest winner. I was sent here to give you your
reward since you wrote the most number of stories in my Boss's Contest. Now
you are in for a treat."I immediately opened the day.Standing in front of me
was a Spectacular Muscular Woman. She was 6' tall and when she stepped inside
I got a better look at all the muscles on her Magnificent body. I got an
immediate hardon when I saw a giant and sexy arm. She flexed both for me and
made them dance up and down, first fast and then ultra slow. Looking into my
eyes, she smiled and said, "I have read all your stories on the website and I
know exactly what you want and need." Then she turned around and took off her
muscle t-shirt with the cut-off sleeves and stepped out of her very tight
shorts. She wasn't wearing any underwear to top off the show. As she
pirouetted I could see her amazing glutes. They were big and muscular. She
could break my jaw by pressing my face deep inside her ass crack. "My name is
Mary Anna and I come from South America. I am going to beat you to death but
before I finish you off I have a special meal waiting for you." Flexing her
huge 18" bicep she looked at me and punched me in the mouth. I spit out 24
teeth immediately and began to bleed out. I was wobbly and it was hard to
stand up as she flexed her other huge arm. The power from that overcame me and
I fell over on the floor. The blood began to come out in spurts, I wish it had
been my cum instead.Standing over me, she began to bring me around by slapping
me in the face. They weren't mean to be too hard, yet they were waking me up.
"Wake up MR Winner there are more surprises for you." I began to moan and
finally looked up into her big brown eyes.'I never told you to stop bleeding
did I. Yo me gusto sangre Senor." Then she lifted me up with one hand all 190
lbs. of me. Placing my jaw on her now sweaty huge bicep, I was instructed to
worship it and her extremely hairy, bushy armpit. I began to lick the peak
that was pure steel and sniff on here dripping stinky pit. I almost came then,
really. Then I did the same for the other arm. The peak of her bicep, like the
other, had more steel on it. I did cum this time as I sniffed, licked, and
drank from her hair suite underarm.She flexed this time so hard that my jaw
bone broke in half and hung by a mere thread of nerve endings. Switching
again, she punched me with her other giant fist. The remainder of the jaw flew
100 feet across the room and landed in the sink. It would be washed and sold,
along with other body parts, to wealthy collectors of these highly unique
souvenirs. Smiling at my jawless countenance, she skewered my eyeballs with
her extremely long nails. Dropping them into a plastic bag, these would be
worth lots of money in a special eye bank in Europe.Now I had no jaw, no
eyeballs, losing blood by the minute, yet there was one more thing to do.
After all, I still had a mouth of sorts. Punching me with both fists, one
right after the other, my mouth which was no more, was replaced with a gaping
hole. Any idea how it would be utilized, Dear Readers?Ok, you were right,
turning around, she spread her huge, steely ass cheeks and spread them apart.
They were gigantic and needed to evacuate what was inside. It took her about
10 seconds to begin to "feed" me. Ten minutes later she was totally finished.
My stomach was huge now, extended beyond belief. I was almost dead as my
special treat filled my stomach up to my and including my brain. She finished
me off by picking me up and punching me one last time. My head split apart and
dropped to the floor in 2 halves.The last thing she did was punch me one last
time with both fists simultaneously. The bloody messes on the floor were now
pulverized to microscopic particles.The moral of the story was Simplistic: A
WINNER CAN BE A LOSER!