Amazon Family 3 By Little Man The terror ends. Before reading this, may I suggest? These stories are about domination by big, strong, intelligent and gorgeous Amazons. I suggest that you read all of Little Man's multi-part stories sequentially. It will be much easier for you to understand the stories that follow. First, let's refresh the situation. When we last left off, Katy was rescuing Jimmy and Angie from Brenda's house. Katy is Angie's 18 year-old sister. She is a long dark hair beauty, 7'2", 375 pounds of incredible muscle and strength. According to Katy, their late grandmother had willed the family fortune of $1 billion to the first of her granddaughters that married. Brenda has two daughters, Katy and Angie. Brenda is 6'6", 250 pounds of cruel power. She is a greedy, manipulating dominant that has only one objective. That is to have Angie get married in order to collect the fortune. Brenda has stopped at nothing to achieve her goal. This includes murdering anyone that opposes her. Most men were mutilated. Brenda killed Angie and Katy's father after an argument. Katy moved out of Brenda's house due to the cruel, manipulative nature in which Brenda treats men. Katy's goal is to prevent any man from marrying Angie, thus preventing her mother from collecting. Angie is a rapidly growing, powerful teenage Amazon that is now 7'2", 430 pounds of big boned mass muscle. Her innocently sweet and na‹ve nature has allowed Brenda to manipulate her. Angie is anticipated to grow well past 15' tall. She is only 14 years of age. Sandy is Brenda's giant younger sister and has two giant daughters of her own, Brittany and Brandi. These girls are 17 year-old twins. They are both bigger than Angie. Sandy is not greedy or cruel. She has raised her daughters to be powerfully dominant yet gentle giants. Katy has been living with Sandy and her twin cousins since leaving Brenda's house. Jimmy, a 5'5" 145-pound guy, was coaxed into visiting Angie by Brenda. As soon as he arrived at Brenda's, she set the house rules and began treating Jimmy like a little sex toy. Jimmy is the one telling this story. Lewis is a little African-American truck driver. He works for the construction company that has been contracted to build a giant addition to Brenda's house. This would be Angie's new home. Since Brenda's plan is for Jimmy to marry Angie, Brenda coaxed Lewis into being her new boy toy. He is only 5'2" tall and weighs in at a mere 110 pounds. Brenda was in her bedroom having her way with Lewis when we last left off. Now, let's continue with Amazon Family Part 3, Act 1 With Angie and I securely held in her incredible arms, Katy made her way towards the hallway. It was dimly lit so we could barely see. I kept my eyes focused on Katy's beautiful breasts in case Brenda was waiting in the hall. Besides, Katy's breasts were much nicer on the eyes than a dim hallway. My anxiety grew to its highest level. I was terrified by what may happen between these huge, gorgeous man-eaters should they come face to face. We were at the bedroom door now. The house was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I closed my eyes and buried my face in Katy's breast. I didn't want to know if Brenda was around the corner. Katy paused for a moment before stepping into the hallway. She had obviously sensed a presence. Taking a deep breath, her powerful arm tightened its grip around my body. As soon a Katy took a step into the hallway, we heard a vicious growl followed by heavy footsteps racing towards us. It was Brenda. Katy immediately put Angie and I on the floor. "RUN JIMMY, RUN," Katy screamed while pushing me in the direction of the staircase. I didn't hesitate and ran towards the stairs. It would be certain death by mutilation if Brenda got one of her big hands on me. The hallway was dimly lit. My vision had already adjusted to what little light there was so I had no trouble seeing. As I reached the stairs, the thought of sliding down the railing crossed my mind but I decided against it. The last thing I wanted was to reach the bottom and have my momentum send my body tumbling out of control. Instead, I held on to the railing and started leaping down from one stair to another. I was a third of the way down when I heard two bodies slamming hard against each other. Brenda had run full force into Katy. Both of them fell to the floor at the top of the staircase. I didn't want to stop or look back. My feet were bouncing down the stairs at a rapid pace while my hands held the railing to maintain my balance. The sound of thumping bodies and vulgarity was loud. I didn't know whether Katy or Brenda had the advantage. Angie was screaming for them to stop. Little Lewis had come out of the bedroom and started screaming as well. Angie picked him up and started running down the stairs. Just as she took the first few steps, I heard Angie scream followed by a loud rumbling sound. Katy and Brenda had locked arms and legs and were now tumbling down the stairs. Their rolling bodies had taken Angie and Lewis along with them. The rumbling sounds and screams grew louder as their bodies approached me fast. The entire staircase shook violently from their massive size and weight. I felt like Indiana Jones in the cave scene when he was trying to out run the huge boulder that was about to crush him. I had nowhere to go. If I jumped over the railing, it would have been certain injury. My forward momentum wouldn't allow me to stop and jump onto the handrail. I certainly wasn't going to out run the giant mass of rolling humanity that was now within a few feet of crushing me. Without looking back, I tried to sense how close the rolling mass of humanity was to me. Taking a guess, I jumped as high as I could in the air hoping they would roll under me. My timing was slightly off. Their rolling bodies clipped the bottom of my feet, flipping my entire body head over heals. I tried to break my fall but landed very hard on the side of my right knee. The excruciating pain immediately shot throughout my entire body. At first I thought I had broken my leg but that was not the case. My helpless body started tumbling down the staircase towards the giant pile of female muscle and flesh. At that point, I couldn't tell who was who. I would get an occasional glimpse of an arm or leg flailing wildly only to regain its grip onto another body. I landed directly on top of the massive body pile. A huge powerful hand grabbed the side and back of my torso lifting me high above the pile. I was certain that it was Brenda trying to crush me. Instead of being crushed, my body was flung to safety several feet away with just a flick of the wrist. The hand belonged to Katy. When I hit the floor, I rolled for several feet before coming to a stop. A few seconds later, Lewis's body came flying over me landing a few feet away. Katy screamed, "GO JIMMY, DO WHAT I TOLD YOU! YOU TOO LEWIS, GO WITH JIMMY! GO, GO, GO!" I stood up only to fall again from the pain in my knee. Lewis stood up and wrapped his arm around my body to help me stand. I wrapped my arm around his shoulders to balance myself. With Lewis's help, I hobbled out the construction door opening on the side of the house. When we stepped outside, we noticed a wheelbarrow used by the construction crew. Lewis suggested I hop in so he could push me all the way to the van. His body was smaller and weaker than mine. "You gotta be kidding me, Lewis," I laughed, "How you gonna push me and the entire weight of that thing for two miles?" "Get in man, get in," Lewis replied, "I do this shit every day. Get in! We ain't got time to argue. I just wanna get the fuck away from that psycho bitch!" "OK Lewis," I said while climbing into the wheelbarrow and still laughing. Lewis put his little hands on the handles and let out a big grunt as he slowly lifted the rear end. He managed to move me slow but sure. As he started picking up speed, I looked back at him to see if he was struggling. His face looked as though it was about to explode. "Lewis, stop man," I pleaded, "you're nuts are gonna explode any second now." Lewis screamed, "AAHHHHHHHHHH, SHHEEIIITTTTT!" It's too late man, I think I just busted a nut. Oh man, shit, shit, AHH, OUCH, SHIT! My stomach hurts like a mother fucker! I'm gonna faint." Just as he finished saying that, the wheelbarrow skimmed the side of a tree and began tumbling over. The slow forward momentum caused my body to fall out and roll a few feet away. I came to a stop against a metal object. It was an electric golf cart with the words `Foreman only' written on the side. I yelled, "Lewis! Lewis! Come here! Take a look at this." Lewis slowly made his way over. He was hunched over in pain holding his stomach and crotch. "Let's see if we can start this thing," I yelled. Lewis mumbled his reply in a high pitched voice, "Yeah, we can. I know where they keep the spare key. Awe mmmaaaannn! It hurts to talk. Jimmy, you gotta help me man." He fell to the ground and crawled the last ten feet to the electric cart. Once Lewis reached the cart, he used one arm to prop himself up onto his feet. His other arm was still holding the family jewels. I thought to myself, `how the hell are two little wounded guys going to get out of this? Neither of us could walk normal. Both of us were badly injured from all the falling, tumbling and exertion.' Other than the some bodily bruises and massive pain in my right leg, I had full use of my two arms and one leg. By choice, Lewis had the use one arm. That was it. His other arm and hand were glued to his stomach and groin. The pain reverberated throughout his entire body every time he moved. For all practical purposes, he would be useless for a while. Lewis opened the front cover to expose the cart's electrical system. Then he removed the battery casing to look for the spare key. It was taped to the inside of the casing. I immediately put the key in the ignition to start the system. The system clicked when I turned the key. A few seconds later, we heard a loud screeching sound come from the electrical systems. The cart's motor started running. I helped Lewis climb in and closed the motor cover. Lewis pushed a lever while I held on to the steering wheel and we were off and running. It was difficult to see through the thick wooded landscape. I managed to avoid hitting any large trees and other debris that was spewed on the ground. At times, the speeding cart would brush up against the side of a tree and bounce sideways. We could see streetlights so we knew we were close to the main road. Just before we reached the road, the cart ran headfirst into a trench on the side of the roadway. Lewis and I managed to hang on. The cart's rear wheels were up in the air and spinning freely without any traction. `NOW what the hell are we going to do?' Then as if by magic, the cart was lifted up out of the ditch and placed on the pavement of the road. Lewis and I were caught by surprise. When we looked back, we saw Angie's face. She yelled, "Katy told me you guys may need help. Put the cart in neutral. I'll give you guys a push. The battery will last longer. I should be able to get this cart going for a while. It's only about 1000 pounds. Now go! Hurry up! I've got to go back and help Katy stop Brenda." With that said, Angie put her huge hands, massive weight and strength behind the cart to give us a push. Lewis had just put the cart's directional lever into neutral when our heads snapped backward from the tremendous G-forces of Angie's little effort. Angie immediately ran back to the house to help Katy. I held the steering wheel firmly as the cart raced down the smooth pavement. About a half mile later, the cart started to lose its forward momentum. Lewis pushed the lever into the forward position. The cart made its way for the remainder of the two miles to the large cargo van that would be our getaway vehicle. It slowed down as we approached and came to a stop by bouncing off the rear bumper of the van. Now Lewis and I faced another big challenge. How do we open the door and climb into this huge van? This thing was not designed with short people in mind. On the contrary, it was custom built for extra large people. Fortunately, Lewis's pain had subsided a bit. He was now able to walk and talk normal. I hobbled and stood next to the driver's side door that towered high above us. Lewis couldn't afford to exert any more pressure on himself. I locked my hands and fingers together so he could used them as a step. I propped his body up until his hand reached the door handle. He pushed the button to open the door. The door swung open with Lewis's hands hanging onto the handle. The door swung back and forth for a while. His legs and feet were kicking wildly while hanging on for dear life. I grabbed his legs to stop his swing motion and guide his body towards the driver's seat of the van. He managed to climb in and stand on the seat. He was searching around for something he could used to help pull me up. Meanwhile, I kept looking at the road in the direction of Brenda's house just in case she was coming. I sensed something was wrong. I was right. There were screams off in the distance. A few seconds later, I saw three bodies racing towards us. They were several hundred feet away. Brenda was running full speed towards the van followed closely by Katy and Angie. "LEWIS, LEWIS," I screamed, "HURRY UP! THE PSYCHO IS COMING AND SHE'S PISSED! COME ON MAN! SHE'LL TEAR US APART!" Lewis hung onto the huge steering wheel and leaned his body out of the van while stretching his arm down. We wrapped our hands around each other's wrists. He let out a grunt and hoisted me onto the seat. I immediately closed and locked the door as if THAT would prevent Brenda from ripping the door off its hinges and crushing us. Lewis and I had no time to waste. I could see Brenda in the side view mirror. She was closing in fast. Fortunately, Lewis and I were thinking on the same wavelength. I kneeled on the driver's seat and held onto the steering wheel. Lewis sat on the floor in front of the driver's seat. He leaned against the front of the seat with his feet on the accelerator and clutch pedals. He pushed the clutch in with all his might while I turned the ignition key. The van started right away. With his foot still on the clutch, I jammed the shift lever into first gear. Lewis depressed the gas pedal and released the clutch. We could hear the rear tires screeching and spinning, but the van was not moving. I looked in the side view mirror and saw Brenda hanging onto the rear bumper. It seemed as though her strength had increased because she was beginning to pull the large cargo van backwards. Lewis kept his foot down on the gas pedal while I kept my eyes intently focused on Brenda. The smell of the burning rubber from the tires was arresting our breathing. Through the blue smoke of the burning rubber, I saw Katy's body dive on top of Brenda's. Katy was trying to pull Brenda's hand off the bumper while avoiding Brenda's other hand and sharp claws. Then Lewis and I heard the creaking of twisting metal. The van immediately started moving forward and eventually picked up speed. As the van raced off, I saw Angie and Brenda holding the mangled bumper in their hands. The twisting metal sounds were that of the rear bumper being torn off the van by Angie. Angie's incredible strength had set us free. From that point on, Lewis and I synchronized our pedal pushing and gear shifting as we made our way towards Sandy's house. We started celebrating with laughter and joy. Our screams of jubilation could be heard for miles around as we raced down the deserted country road. Even though we were happy to have escaped, we couldn't help wonder the plight Katy and Angie were still in. We hoped for the best and drove on. The van was now racing down the open road in high gear when all of a sudden it's speed decreased. Lewis had realized that his seated position didn't offer much of a view. So what does Lewis do? He stands up on his tiptoes in an attempt to look over the dashboard. No luck. So he started jumping up and down to catch a glimpse. It was very distracting so I yelled at him to stop jumping and get on that gas pedal. Instead, he climbed onto the driver's seat next to me attempting to grab the steering wheel. "Let me steer, let me steer," Lewis insisted. I kept slapping his hands away while trying to keep the van from zigzagging. Finally, I yelled louder, "LEWIS, GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THE WHEEL OR WE'LL CRASH AND BURN. I GOT IT. NOW LET GO!!!!!" He sat on the floor pouting the rest of the way. Fifteen minutes had past when the speeding van approached a well-lit area. It was a huge house exactly as Katy had described. This had to be Sandy's house. Lewis was still sporting his sourpuss face. I screamed, "Lewis, stop being a little pussy. We're there." Lewis's eyes lit up. The house was approaching fast. I told Lewis to hit the brake pedal GENTLY in order to slow down. Instead, he slammed his foot down with all his might. The tires locked up as the van screeched and slid forward for about a hundred feet. Lewis was secure in his position. I, however, was not. So I became a projectile. My body flew forward. I was plastered against the windshield until the van came to a complete stop. My entire body plopped down to lay on the dashboard. The force of being thrown against the windshield stunned me. I lay there in a daze. The next thing I saw was an enormous hand reaching in and wrapping itself around my torso. My body was pulled out of the van and pressed against the chest of a huge body. My eyes were still fuzzy. I could only feel massive muscles and breasts. I heard a voice say, "Brandi, give him to me." That voice belonged to Sandy. My vision was starting to clear up slowly. I saw the extended arms of a large woman. She wasn't as big as Brandi. Sandy had long wavy dark hair that flowed down her back with a stunning resemblance of her older sister Brenda. She was taller and much stockier than Brenda. My best estimation put her at well above 6' 10" and over 300 pounds. I would find out her bodily statistics later. Her torso and limbs were proportional and solid. The limbs had mass and meat rather than a defined muscular tone. Although her face resembled Brenda's, Sandy's face had a much more pleasant look to it. The kind you believe and trust. When Sandy took me from Brandi's arms, I got a full view of Brandi and her twin sister, Brittany. The twins had massive body and bone structures, bigger than Angie. They looked to be well over 8' tall. Sandy, Brenda, Katy and Angie were dwarfed compared to these two giants. As Brandi was handing me over to Sandy, Brittany grabbed Lewis out of the van with one hand and handed him over to Sandy. Both Lewis and I had been handled like dolls by these giant twin teens. With Lewis and I securely in her arms, Sandy ordered the twins to go help Katy and Angie. The twins raced off towards Brenda's house. Sandy carried Lewis and I into her huge mansion. She put Lewis in a large bedroom and told him to clean up and stay put. "Everything you need is in this room, Lewis. Take a bath then get in bed, and DON'T come out until one of us comes for you. I mean that Lewis. It's for your own good. Stay put." Then Sandy closed and locked the door. She carried me into her own bedroom and put me in a huge bathtub. She bathed my entire body while massaging my sore knee, which was now swollen like a melon. Her large powerful hand strokes relieved the swelling and pain. After towel drying my body, Sandy carried me to her bed. She lay on her back and placed me on top of her. My knee was placed between her huge comfortable thighs while my face was buried between her massive breasts. Sandy gently stroked my back with her large fingers while rhythmically flexing her thigh muscles to massage my knee. Her powerful pulsating thighs and soothing back strokes felt wonderful. I was so comfortable and content that I fell asleep right away. Part 3, Act 2 A few hours had passed when Sandy woke me up. She told me to stay put and walked towards a window that was facing the front of the house. Only then did I realize how beautiful she was. Her gorgeous face was complimented with piercing brown eyes, dark flowing hair and huge luscious looking lips. She had a huge body, too. Big bones with meaty arms and legs said it all. All that meat was pure muscle without the definition. Her body had raw power. After a few minutes of gazing out the window, Sandy turned to me and asked, "Can you walk?" I wasn't sure if I could. I attempted to stand but my right knee gave out instantly causing me to fall onto the huge bed. Sandy smiled and walked to stand next to the bed. Leaning over, she slid her huge right hand and arm under my body and swept me off the bed with one effortless motion. I wrapped my arms around her neck and hugged her head to mine. She carried me down the stairs with one arm around my butt. When we reached the lower floor, I saw Angie, Katy, Brittany and Brandi looking out the window. Lewis was still asleep. This was the first time I got a good look at these ladies. Brittany and Brandi were absolutely huge. Katy was even more beautiful in daylight. Being in the presence of all these Amazons was overwhelming. Sandy began to give me her bodily statistics. "I'm 7' 2" tall and weigh 350 pounds. I'm 2 years younger than Brenda. I am not like Brenda and never will be. Brenda may be slightly stronger than me, but I have more size and weight going for me. So we are basically equal. Sandy continued to explain about her giant twin daughters, "Brittany and Brandi are 17 years old. They stand 9' 5" and weigh 700 pounds. They have equal strength. They're capable of lifting three times their weight with one arm. Their hands measure 18" from the wrist to the tip of their middle finger and palms are 12" across. Their feet are 22" long and 15" across at the widest point. Neither of them has ever worked out with weights. Their size and strength is due to a hereditary gene from their grandmother." "You see Jimmy," Sandy continued, "my mother, or GRAND-ma as we called her, was a power freak. She dominated the family business that my father started. Having all that money only made her hungrier for more control of everything else around her. She wanted full control so badly that she hired a chemist to create a potion to give her energy, endurance and enhance mental abilities. She got her wish, sort of. It backfired. She began to rapidly grow out of control and developed incredible strength. Her peak height and weight reached 10' 4" tall and 1,300 pounds. She went crazy because the outside world and all her socialites rejected her. The chemist couldn't come up with an antidote fast enough so she ended up killing him. No one in the County dared prosecute her. The Sheriff made an attempt but to no avail. When she heard about his plan to put her away, she caught up with him and taught him a lesson. She used her bare hands and feet to demolish his house, cars, police station and city hall. It was then that she realized no one could bring her down. Soon after that, GRAND-ma raped one of her younger male employees. He was to be her slave and sex toy. She later gave birth to a daughter named Brenda. A few years later, I was born. The growth substance in her system was passed on to us then to our daughters. It will be passed on to generations that follow. My father disagreed with the cruel way she treated people. He challenged her a few too many times. She crushed is skull with one hand. Brenda and I were forced to watch. She called it `good training' for us. Brenda took after GRAND-ma. I grew up seeing the way Brenda was being brought up and vowed to be different. That's why Brenda is cruel and domineering. Even though she's smaller than GRAND-ma, Brenda is almost as strong." Sandy told to me that earlier that evening, Brittany and Brandi had managed to rescue their cousins Katy and Angie from Brenda. Sandy continued, "I know how Brenda thinks and what her next moves will be. She will probably call the County Sheriff. She'll bring him here along with a few of his deputies to arrest you and Lewis. She'll tell them that you two guys are responsible for Stan's murder." Then Sandy asked where Lewis was. No one had been watching him in the other room. Brandi ran up the stairs to where Lewis was sleeping. She yelled, "He's here mommy. Do you want me to bring him downstairs?" "No dear", Sandy replied, "Just tell him to stay put and he should be OK." Sandy turned to me and said, "Sweetie, you must be starving. Let's go into the kitchen and see what there is to eat." Then as she had done so effortlessly earlier, Sandy swept me off my feet as if I were a toddler and made her way towards the kitchen. She set me down in a big chair and fumbled through the cabinets and refrigerator. After a few minutes, I had a selection of pastries and other sweet delights in front of me begging to be consumed. Sandy poured two cups of coffee for us and sat down to join me. We ate, sipped our coffee and chatted for a while. Sandy had a wonderful personality and disposition. She was the complete opposite of Brenda. After we had time to digest our food, Sandy stood up and carried me upstairs. "Time for us to take a bath," she said as we made our way to the master bath. Once there, Sandy proceeded to remove what little clothing I had on, then slipped out of her undersized nightgown. `WOW', I thought to myself. How could so much beauty, sensuality, size and power be packed into one body? She looked absolutely stunning. Once the shower water was warm, Sandy picked me up and stepped into the bathtub. There she began shampooing my hair and soaping my entire body clean. Then she handed me the shampoo and soap and told me to do the same to her. She never set my body down. I scrubbed her entire body while she maneuvered mine to reach every inch of her. We rinsed off and stayed under the warm water for a while to relax. Sandy gently hugged my body to hers. She swayed back and forth to relax me. By this time my manhood had developed a severe case of "Pulsating Stiffness" that couldn't be denied. Sandy smiled at me and began to sensually kiss and lick my body from head to toe, always avoiding my penis. This drove me crazy. I tried to kiss her back but she told me to wait. Then as she was licking around my groin area, her lips suddenly engulfed my entire penis. Her tongue was swirling all around my member. After several minutes of tongue lashing, I burst in her big mouth. Then she held me out in front of her, face up, with my legs away from her body. She brought my head between her enormous thighs. Then with one of her big hands behind my head, she pushed it into her vagina and began to rub it around. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out to lick, nibble and suck her to orgasm. Her legs trembled as her juices flowed. When finished, she held me close to her chest swaying under the water as she had done before. We towel dried each other, got dressed and Sandy carried me back downstairs. As we reached the lower floor, Angie, Katy, Brittany and Brandi were frantic. They were staring out the window and could see Brenda standing outside talking to a County Sheriff. Sandy told the girls not to open the door for any reason. The Sheriff reached into his car and pulled out a shotgun and bullhorn. By that time, another Deputy had arrived on the scene. The Sheriff began calling for me to come out of the house with my hands up. Sandy held me tightly as the Sheriff repeated the order. Within 15 minutes, several other squad cars had arrived with 2 deputies in each. There must have been over 25 Deputies in all. They surrounded the house as the Sheriff kept repeating his orders for me to come out. Brenda stood there the whole time staring at the house and smiling as if to say to me, `I've got you now'. Sandy told us to stay put. She told Angie to go upstairs and get Lewis. Angie ran up the staircase to the bedroom where Lewis had been sleeping. A few seconds later she ran back down screaming, "Aunt Sandy, Aunt Sandy, he's not there, he's not there!!! Lewis is gone!!!" The other girls frantically searched the house for him. He was nowhere to be found. Then Angie screamed, "There he is!! He's outside running towards the Sheriff!" We all looked out the window and sure enough, Lewis was making a beeline towards the Sheriff screaming, "Help! Help! Get me the fuck away from this place!" That fool didn't learn from the night before. Seems he had forgotten the power and cruelty that Brenda was capable of. He actually thought he would be safe around the Sheriff. Lewis was pointing at Brenda and screaming, "She's the one who killed Stan. She was going to kill us too, but we got away!" This was in contradiction to what Brenda had told the Sheriff earlier so his interest peaked. He and his Deputies turned their complete attention to Lewis. Lewis was about to tell the Sheriff the real story. Brenda would have none of it. Lewis never made it to the Sheriff. Brenda blocked his path and grabbed his little body with one of her powerful hands. She lifted and held him by the neck high above her head shaking his body violently. The Sheriff came to his assistance but Brenda just swatted him away as if he were an insect. The Sheriff went flying to the ground. Several Deputies ran over to assist. There must have been 6 of them trying to wrestle Brenda to the ground. She stood her ground like an unmovable boulder while holding Lewis in the air with one outstretched arm. With her free hand, she grabbed one of the Deputies by the neck, twisted her wrist and broke his neck. His limp body fell to the ground. She grabbed another and killed him the same way. Brenda proceeded to kill several Deputies with a variety of strength displays. They had their heads crushed, necks snapped as well as thrown extremely hard into cars causing instant death. Brenda did this with one of her powerful hands. All the while, Lewis's body was dangling high above her head in her other hand. Now it was his turn. She didn't waste time because there were other Deputies rushing over to surround her. Brenda lowered Lewis and put his body between her thighs. She squeezed her thighs, which instantly crushed his chest nearly flat. Blood was pouring out of his mouth. Brenda grabbed his head with both hands and twisted it completely around. She opened her thighs to let his body drop to the ground. The Sheriff and Deputies stood there in panic with their shotguns pointed at Brenda. She prodded them on, "Why don't you shoot?!?!? Come on you wimps! Shoot! You don't have enough bullets to dent this powerful body let alone do any damage!" The Sheriff had already called for reinforcements. We could hear sirens off in the distance. Within a few minutes, ten more cars had arrived with 4 Deputies in each. They had brought an arsenal of weapons. This didn't phase Brenda either. She just stood there laughing out loud. The Sheriff gave the order for the Deputies to converge on her. Five of them along with the Sheriff moved within arm's reach of Brenda. She quickly grabbed 4 Deputies and held them in a crushing bear hug. With their feet dangling off the ground and kicking wildly, she squeezed all 4 of them. Crackling sounds could be heard as rib cages, backbones and arms were being crushed. We watched in horror from the front window as Brenda released her crushing hold letting the Deputies drop to the ground. The Sheriff and one other Deputy were still within her reach. So she grabbed one in each hand and lifted them like dolls off the ground. She cocked her arm back and threw the Deputy as far as she could. He landed 200 feet away and died instantly. The Sheriff had started shooting into Brenda's chest and midsection. The bullets scratched the skin but never penetrated. Brenda laughed at his futile effort. The other Deputies fired a barrage of bullets at Brenda. The simultaneous rounds with big caliber guns only had a slight effect on her. She stumbled backwards a bit, but was still in full control and laughing. The Sheriff, still in her grip, had run out of bullets. Brenda said to him, "Guess there's gonna be a new Sheriff in town," as she grabbed the back of his head with one hand and sent her other fist as hard as she could into his face. Her huge fist instantly crushed his face causing it to cave in. She let him drop to the ground as with all the others. Brenda put her big foot on the Sheriff's body and was ready to crush his torso when one of the brave young Deputies approached her with his hand held gun pointed at her head. He came close enough for her to grab. Brenda looked at him in amazement. "You're cute, but pretty stupid. Cause I'm going to kill you slowly." she stated with confidence. The Deputy replied, "Do what you must! You killed my pop a year ago and I have a vendetta. I'm going to avenge his death even if it means losing my own life." Brenda could see that this Deputy was on a mission. She had never encountered anyone that was willing to risk his own life. She smiled at the young Deputy and proceeded to crush the Sheriff's body that was still under her foot. Calmly, she placed her hand on the Deputy's shoulder. He just stood there waiting for her next move. She picked him up by the neck with both hands. He still had the gun pointed at Brenda's head but didn't fire a shot. In the mean time, several of the other Deputies had positioned themselves such that they could fire on Brenda at will without hitting their fellow officer. Brenda looked into the eyes of the young Deputy and said, "I'm not going to crush or squeeze you to death. I'm going to rip your body to shreds very slowly, piece by piece, with my hands and teeth. I want to watch you suffer. Feel free to fire your weapon cause I'll also crush that when you run out of bullets." She placed one of her hands between his legs and kept the other around his neck. Brenda lifted the Deputy to her wide-open mouth. Just a she was ready to bite the side of his torso, he jammed his gun into her mouth and pointed it at the roof of her mouth. The Deputy fired several rounds. The bullets lodged in Brenda's brain. After a few seconds, her eyes rolled over as her body collapsed backwards to the ground. The Deputy fell on top of her body. With the exception of a few bruises on his body and cuts on his hand from jamming the gun into Brenda's mouth and sharp teeth, he was not injured. Sandy, Brittany, Brandi, Katy, Angie and I stood shocked at the entire scene. There were about 25 Deputies left standing. Bodies were spewed all around. Hundreds of empty shells from ineffective bullets were on the ground glittering in the sunlight. And then there was Brenda's body. Because of one brave Deputy, the county would never be terrorized again. We were all saddened yet relieved at the same time. Two beautiful young girls lost their mother. Two more lost their aunt. And Sandy lost a sister. Somehow they got over it quickly. I was glad that I could walk down the streets again without the need to constantly look over my shoulder. The Governor of the State appointed that brave Deputy as the new Sheriff, fulfilling Brenda's prophecy. Lewis was given a decent burial. Although I only knew him for a brief time, I was grateful for meeting him. If it weren't for his valiant efforts, I would not have been able to escape Brenda's wrath. Brenda's body was thoroughly examined by the County Coroner and top scientists to find an antidote just in case it was needed. They were successful. Angie, Katy, Brittany and Brandi signed an agreement that neither of them would marry. Since they did that, the clauses of the inheritance stated that the fortune would be divided equally amongst the surviving family members. Sandy was granted full custody of Angie and Katy. Jimmy's knee was nursed back to full strength thanks to Sandy's gentle Sexercise and therapy routines. He was adopted into this family of gorgeous giant females and lived a sexually fulfilled and happy life ever after. The End