Nancy Gets Maxed
by 1of4
 The guy gets waxed.


Annoying nag line - - Had your 18th  birthday yet? No? Then am-scray.
Adult language, fairly severe, well maybe really severe violence.

        They say your life passes before your eyes as death draws near, these then are my 
thoughts as my life heads toward its conclusion. You'll need to forgive me as I bounce 
from present tense to past tense, first person to third person accounts, as my pain 
wracked mind is struggling to cope with my final paltry moments of existence.
        It all started when as a man of 33 I won a whole lot of money in a lottery, like about 
133 million dollars. Even after the governments' stole their share I would have more than 
enough every year to have a comfortable life, provided I didn't spend TOO foolishly, 
like pissing money away on gambling, sports teams, booze, drugs or the stock market.
        Well, it was no great shock a few of my ex-girlfriend's came sniveling back, some 
begging and some demanding a chunk of my bread. Thankfully I had been between 
babe's when the big paycheck hit, so I didn't HAVE to share, although one or two 
thought so. To get rid of the fucking bitches I gave up some dough, between 25 to 35 K 
and forced 'em all to sign off forever. Hell, the 165 K didn't even cost 1/10th of a year's 
money to get 'em all to fuck-off permanently. 
        Once that shit was over I started angling for some serious slit. With the bucks in my 
possession I figured I could finally get the kind of chick I wanted, built to spec. so to 
speak. I was in no rush and was very cautious in going about lining up the fuck of my 
life, or at least that's what I thought it would be.
        The man I had decided to do business with, Mr. North, was the best around. Of 
course I say that because the prick charged me 1200 to 1500 a lay, but JESUS, the tail 
was almost worth it. After hearing me complain one too many times about some little 
flaw in his choices for me he fired off  "Tell or show me EXACTLY what you want or 
go annoy someone else!"
        I began hunting around for the ultimate babe, flying to Hollywood, the Riviera, 
Aspen and other places the beautiful people party. I saw all kinds of awesome snatch, 
but nothing I had to have. I made my way home and as a lark I decided to go to a 
women's college basketball game one night in my hometown. And that's when I saw the 
woman I had to have. Her name was Nancy Gonzalez. She was a 5th year senior, but she 
was the back-up center thanks to a hot-shot freshman, even though Nancy was easily 2" 
taller than the frosh.
        I brought Mr. North to the next game and pointed her out and said "That's her. I've 
GOT to have her man." He looked at me as though I'd spoken in Klingon. Then shrugged 
his shoulders and said "You realize you are going to have to pay for research on this 
young woman, don't you?" I asked "What for?"
His reply did make sense "So I do not have to visit an incarceration facility for 
attempting solicitation."
        After I agreed to pay his rather stiff research fee he began discreetly investigating 
Nancy. His findings left hope that I could bed her for the appropriate enticement. She 
was from a middle-class  Latin-American/ Italian-American family. She appeared to be 
immensely bright but an unexceptional student, as she had been excepted into several 
post-graduate programs even with her nondescript grades. Because of her family's 
income and lack of spectacular classroom exploits to date, if she wished to continue 
schooling she'd need help. "Hey, hey, hey sounds like I might need to become a fairy-
Godfucker." I told Mr. North. "How is it she even got to college then, man?" I queried. 
He gave me a look of annoyance "You did notice she is quite tall for a female I trust? 
She stands just over 6'4" tall, and is more than 6" taller than anyone in her immediate 
family, even though she is, by 3 years, the youngest. Her moderate athletic skills and her 
substantial height gave her a 'free ride' to N.E.S.U."  "6' 4",huh? I've never poked anyone 
that tall. It could be quite a ride"
        Given all that we had learned about Nancy it did not require a great deal of 
persuasion to get her to introduce herself to me. Mr. North handled the details for our 
first encounter. He reminded me in his passive-aggressive way that any further 
peccadilloes should be arraigned by him. I thought it would be a good idea to humor 
him, at least to start.
        The first time I met Nancy alone it was so we could get some preliminaries out of 
the way. I'll never forget that moment. I was dressed in a casual outfit and she was 
coming out of a weight room she used for training for the basketball team. The area we 
met was not so private so she could bolt if she wanted.  
        I am 5' 8" tall and was wearing Gucci loafers when she slowly strolled up toward 
me. I found my head tilting back to maintain our eye contact as she came closer. My 
God, she was big! I noted in her gym shoes my eyes were just below her chin. She had 
broad shoulders, a slender waist, long long legs and she was very athletically built. Then 
I noticed a tenting of the front of her top, but not so large as to be ridiculously obvious, 
but well built to be sure. 
Her short, layered, coal-black hair was disheveled, and she had on little or no make-up 
still I was hooked on this towering female in front of me.
        "Well," she said "If you are this person a Mr. North spoke of, I guess we better get 
a few rules in place. First if you want an escort, I want 1,000 dollars, anything more, and 
I know you'll want "anything more", is at least twice that." She stared down at me as if 
daring me to answer. "IF you're worth it I'll give you 4,000, for 'anything more' " I 
answered to her challenge. There was a moment of hesitation, before a gleam shown in 
Nancy's eyes, "I'm the best 'anything more' you'll ever have." I retorted, "Whatever, 
sweet pea. Just be dressed to the nines when I send a car over Friday."
        I going over in my mind the number of times we humped, wow!. Nancy was right 
she was an incredible lay. The amazing part each time was better than the last. God, 
those was were the times th.......
        A blinding stab of white hot pain brings me back to the here and now. Nancy, a 
Nancy much larger than any human had ever been before, is lightly slapping the left side 
of my face. Unfortunately for me her 'light' slap has the power of an Evander Holyfield 
jab. As I near coherence I start to make out her words. "Come on you little shit wake up, 
I want you to hear what I have to say. Come ON damn you."
        My head is lolling back and forth as she  shakes me like a rag doll. I'm dangling 
from the single blood red talon of her left index finger. My feet over five feet off the 
ground and still not quite at her eye level. In the instants before she speaks my mind is 
racing along, hitting only a few highlights from that first meeting to now.  
        One highlight was how Nancy had secured the only sample ever created, before the 
lab and formula both mysteriously vanished from existence, of a hybrid super-steroid 
and mega-HGH (Human Growth Hormone). Using half the of 12 tube supply in a years 
time Nancy grew 2 « feet taller, making her 8'10" tall. The powerful combination gave 
her the strength 4 very strong men. Nancy liked to shock men by walking up to a guy's 
car that had a flat tire and lift the car with one hand and remove the lugnuts with her 
other hand.
        I remember finding out that North and Nancy were embezzling hundred's of 
thousand's of dollars of MY fuckin' money. They were also rutting away like rabbit's. I 
thought I'd fix the 2 of them, first North, then Nancy. To start, I arranged it so it would 
appear North had ripped Nancy off for her half of MY money. Somehow I managed to 
be where an angry 8' 10" Nancy confronted the bewildered 6' man. I watched in awe as 
she ended his life with her bare hands. There wasn't much discussion, Nancy was judge, 
jury and executioner. After she made her case Nancy grabbed him by the shirt with her 
left hand then enclosed his face in her right hand and proceeded to bend his head 
backwards and turn it to side until there was a sickening snap. North's head was twisted 
to the point that his nose was pressed into his spine. Nancy had come prepared, she 
stuffed the body into 2 or 3 thick body bags and them using her prodigious strength she 
bent and broke what was left of him until she mashed the body into a plastic tote. Nancy 
disappeared with the remains and I don't know or want to know what happened to them.
        Now that the first part was done I decided it was time to get back at Nancy, but she 
had grown so big and so strong I wasn't quite sure how to nail her. Yes, I had thought, I'll 
really fuck with her supply of strength/growth enhancer. For good measure I decided to 
poison the bitch.
        After things had cooled down over the disappearance of North  I continued  to 
sample the marvelous vitality of Miss Gonzalez, at her size and with her frightening 
strength, the sex was the greatest I ever had. Maybe it was that element of danger, the 
fact the with only a little effort, or by exercising a smidgen less control of her vigor, she 
could snuff me without a thought. My favorite trick was when she'd stand up with her 
legs spread apart, her giant ass leaning against a wall, holding both my ankles in one 
massive hand as she lifted me up and down sliding my hard as rock 10" prong in and out 
of her velvet-over-steel womanhood.   
        To think I had planned for Nancy to die today! I had lured her to my house on some 
pretense of enhancing her supply so she'd bring hers along. When she entered the room I 
had planned for her execution I was waiting with a tranq gun. I was cautious in my 
figuring the dose, I hit her with enough tranq to fell a stallion. She looked at me 
incredulously, her eyes glazed over as the tranq went to work. She hit the floor out like a 
light. I didn't know how long she'd down be with her metabolism so I hurried along. 
Damn! Nancy must have weighed 500 lbs! Still I was able to get the chains around her 
arms (twice, once by her wrists and once around her huge biceps, just under her 
impressive breasts  ) and legs (thrice, ankles and twice around her massive thighs ).
        Nancy was still out after I was done, I wasn't sure I wanted to wait for her to work 
the tranq out of her system, so I splashed water in her face. She came to but was still 
groggy. "Hey Bitch, guess what? It's time for you to die."   I showed her the vial of 
curare' I was going to inject her with, then I explained that I was going to irradiate her 
precious magic potion and shoot every last cc into her body as well. A look of dazed fear 
crept across her face. "Hmmmm, which do you get first?" I wasn't sure if the radiation I 
mixed into her special juice would be deadly, but I was certain the poison would. So I 
decided to give her the bonus batch first. It wasn't  hard finding a place to put the needle, 
and then just like that I filled her up with both. "I'll be back in a jiffy Hon to see how 
you're doin' , kay?" I chortled as I left the room. 
        I left the room for a few minutes. When I returned I plastered a huge shit eatin' grin 
on my face, opened the door and strode in to the room to watch the thieving cunt die. 
What I saw made my heart stop for an instant, then it leapt into my throat. I was in 
trouble. Big trouble. Nancy was on her feet with the  smile like a cat that has a mouse 
cornered. Then, how I could have not noticed this instantly, I saw she was a foot taller 
than before. I could not move, I stared in astonishment at the sight before me, not only 
was Nancy nearly twice my height now, she was growing at an alarming rate. Her 
remarkable body was metamorphosing as well. Her majestic muscles were swelling 
larger by the moment. Her breasts prodded her strained, over-sized Polo blouse out 
further and further as her bosom sprouted larger and larger. Soon her heaving breasts 
had split the top down the middle, the jagged edges held in place by her distended 
nipples. What was left of the front now formed a wide 'V' ,  exposing giant sphere's of 
breast flesh. Her surging biceps had reduced the sleeve's to tatters.  
        Just as I came to my sense's Nancy said "You must know you will die very soon. In 
the end you'll beg me for your death. Now watch, little man." A quick, simple flex of her 
forearms snapped the first set of chains. Next, she drew her Herculean arm's back, the 
links of the chain instantly deformed and ripped apart as though they were made of 
paper. Nancy stood on her tip-toes. The onslaught of her bulging calves and thighs rent 
the chains that I could hardly lift like they were made of aluminum foil. Nancy stepped 
up to me, her pubis was now above my eyes. "Ah, that's much better. Now I'm gonna 
have some fun with that tiny bod of yours." She reached down for me with her left hand, 
I started  backing away when without warning her right hand smashed into the side of my 
head. I was launched effortlessly across the room like a child's discarded toy. I hit a wall 
15 feet away, the lowest part of my body, my shoulder, was 8 feet off the floor. I landed 
on my shoulder, the pain was bad but not intolerable. Nancy swaggered over to where I 
was collapsed. "That was only a small taste of my power, I am going to crush you with 
my bare hand's so you'd better start praying."
        This time when she bent over and reached down for me with her left hand I didn't 
move. Nancy placed the 3" long, blood red fingernail of her index in the middle of my 
shirt. She twisted it around causing my shirt to become very  tight, so tight I struggled to 
breathe. A moment later she stood up straight and I was carried off the floor. I hung from 
Nancy's fingernail as she lifted me to her face. "Thanks for the new me, little guy." I 
noted as I battled to breathe that while Nancy supported my 200 lb. weight with one 
finger, the top of her head was now just a couple feet from the 15' ceiling. That's where I 
was when..........
        "Come on you little shit wake up, I want you to hear what I have to say. Come ON 
damn you."
I struggle to remain conscious, even though she has somehow loosened my shirt enough 
to breathe easily, thanks to the tremendous force of her tap. I am still many feet off the 
ground. "Have you said your prayer's? Your life is MINE!" Nancy walks over to the 
stuff she brought and while holding me almost 6' in the air she reaches down and grabs a 
huge file. 
        I remain held aloft by her index finger as she grasps the file between her thumb and 
middle finger. I must feel like a balloon to this muscle goddess. Nancy is filing the nails 
of her right hand while supporting my weight with one finger. I don't know what this 
means, but I'm sure it won't be enjoyable. Minutes are dragging by, she occasionally 
looks toward and grins at me. Finally, she seems to be giving her nails a conclusive 
study. "Yeah, this should do. What the hell? I'll just try 'em out" She seems extra careful 
as her fingers work their way down into my pants. Suddenly, for some reason she has 
decided to use her whole left hand to keep me suspended. Nancy's hand almost encircles 
my chest. She's given me a wink. 
        "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH" I cry, with an easy tug of her powerful 
arms she's ripped
my pants and underwear off as though they were made of wet tissue. "See this?" she 
wants to know, holding here right index up to my face. "Watch, and remember this is 
only the start" She has places her fingernail up near my waist. I watch in horror as I 
understand what she's done. Her nail's are razor sharp, with just a fraction of her strength 
she pierces my skin at least a ¬". Nancy lazily pulls her arm toward the ground, her nail 
slices through me like a scalpel. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWW 
GGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOO
OOOO" I scream.
        "Hush little man" she says holding a bloody finger to her mouth. Nancy appears 
fascinated with the blood. Licking my blood off her finger she purr's "Mmmmm, this is 
GOOD, but I don't think it hurts enough, cutting you to piece's with my nail's that is. 
Let's see....Hmmmm...what...else did I have planned? Oh yeah"
        "AHHHHHH   AHHHHHHH   AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" 
the sound escapes from me as she grabs my ankles in one huge hand and with a vise-like 
grip pulverizes them. I near passing out, but a quick splash of ammonia brings me to. 
"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" I cry as some of the cleaner 
seeps into the 3' long slice in my leg. 'Please God, help me' I plead silently.  I see a look 
of evil delight in Nancy's eyes as she holds me off the ground. Almost reverently and 
with such a delicate touch, I am amazed that I can scarcely feel Nancy snapping every 
bone in my legs like toothpicks. Maybe because my ankles are so badly mangled and 
throb so much I can't feel the pain the other broken bones. 
        'God pppppppppppppllllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaasssssssssseeeeeeeee' I implore 
as Nancy places my waist in the mighty inverted 'V' of her crotch. Her left hand is 
supporting my back, her giant breasts smother my face as she bends down to support me. 
I feel her bosom being pressed into my face. Nancy peers over them as she pushes their 
mass down with her other hand. Somehow she manages to cross her ankles, without 
touching me. Now she's holding smelling salts under my nose. 
"UUUUNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH" I shriek as my hip 
bones are slowly, but inexorably ground to paste from Nancy's building of intense 
muscular pressure in her titanic grip. I'm losin' it.................
        Slowly, I return to a pain filled consciousness, PAIN beyond description. I feel a 
cool dampness on my face. A musky scent powerful enough to bring me to wakefulness. 
Now I feel a warm, slick sensation enveloping my face, sliding up and down. I open my 
eyes. Nancy is in a hypnotic state, her right hand holding me by the back of my head 
against her slick cunt lips. Easily, rhythmically lifting me up and down, up and down, 
in.., out.., in.., out.. then deeper, deeper, 'til I feel her nether lips graze my ears, she then 
pulls me partially out of her honeybox, then the pattern repeats, up.., down.., up.., 
down.., in.., out.., in.., out.. , my face was stimulating the most powerful display of 
womanhood in the history of the world. Her left hand is fondling tits bigger than 
basketball's. Because my face is engulfed by Nancy's moist pussy, I shudder in terror and 
revulsion. Nancy registers this interruption with a look displeasure on her face. "Since 
you're awake down there little man, put your tongue to work. 
        I.. I.. can not. The rhythmic motion continued for a moment, she has pulled me 
away from her overpowering sex. Nancy places her index finger, the one NOT razor 
sharp I pray, under my chin. She lifts me up to her face as if I were made of cotton. MY 
GOD, she has grown still more, her hair is brushing against the 15' ceiling. Her 
tremendous shoulders are more than 4 feet across. Unflexed her arm is as big around as 
my chest. Nancy sees me gaping in astonishment at the sheer size of her immense 
appendage. "Yes, little man, it is bigger than your whole body right now, but look at 
this." Nancy  brings her other arm up in a slow, deliberate bicep curl. It's growing, 
growing, GROWING. Her arm has expanded 8" in every direction. Her tricep is the size 
of a watermelon cut in half the long way, the bicep is the same shape as an American 
football, but twice the size!
        "Now get that little tongue of yours busy." She orders. She grabs the back of head, 
even with all ghastly damage I have suffered the grip on the back of my head is forcing a 
howl of agony from me. In a final act of defiance I refuse Nancy the delight of my 
tongue. " Well you had your chance, little man. If you had pleasured me I would have 
snapped your neck quickly. Now you will pay" 
        I realize this is the end, I keep begging God to let me die. Somehow Nancy is 
keeping me on the dark fringe. Again there is that look of evil delight. I looked to what 
she's grinning at. Nancy's huge hand, the one with razor sharp fingernails is positioned 
over my left shoulder. She is lowering her talons toward my unprotected flesh. I shriek in 
meaningless noises as her nails pierce my skin. Nancy's fingers, powered by the strongest 
arms the world has ever known, tear into my shoulder. I feel the bones, tendons and 
muscle being torn asunder by this inhuman goddess of muscle. 
"UUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH
HHHHHHHH" I scream, she has inflicted a pain far greater than anything I've ever 
imagined possible. I look over, my arm is gone, she has ripped my arm away as easily as 
I would tear a sheet of newsprint. 
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I gurgle as blood is 
spilling out of the rift she made. Nancy shows what she has torn from my now quickly 
dying body, "Can I give you a hand?" she guffawed. She tossed the stump away and 
seized the open wound in grip of iron, her hand pulping the gory remains of my 
destroyed shoulder and immediately halting the exit of blood from my nearly lifeless 
husk. A strange calm passes over me, pain in its many voices becoming silent. Nancy is 
holding me many feet off the floor still, using only the hand that has interrupted my 
departure from life. A maniacal laugh exploded from the Goddess holding my life in her 
hands. I feel more than see her other hand reaching for the back of my skull. A sea of 
multi-hued lights colors my existence, as I feel an unrelenting pressure compressing my 
very being..................
        I am no longer in human form, still I see the gruesome end of life. In her blood 
coated hand Nancy holds the head she has torn from what was my body. Nancy is still 
immersed in her blood orgy as she tear to bits the remainder of my shell.............. I am 
drawn to a warm light.


Terminus.


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