Heidi At Play Episode1

by Belial Seraphan, with anonymous help

... in which Heidi, looking for a party, stops to have some fun.

If you are not 21 years old yet don't read any further!

Even if you are older than 21 you shouldn't read any further anyway cause this sick text contain non-consensual sex, extreme violence, gore and more. Well - you keep on reading so don't tell me I haven't warned you.J

Any comments or suggestions? Don't be shy and mail me: Belial

Heidi was at home watching television. Naked, she clicked through the channels, playing absentmindedly with her latest captive.

She was very bored. She lay sideways on the couch, with one hand holding the remote and with her other keeping both of her prisoner's hands behind his back. She had placed one titanic leg around him to pin him fast against her own body. His mind was instructed by hers not to scream.

While she searched for something worthwhile to watch, she skillfully maneuvered him and her body so that sporadically her nipple, belly or cunt rubbed against him, sometimes breaking a bone, pealing his skin or sometimes just bruising him some more. She didn't even bother to look at him while she torturing him. If he resisted she got a little rougher on him until he settled down.

She yawned. She had to find something else to do; not only was there was nothing on the television but her toy was also wearing out. Her enormous nipples had carved deep trenches in his chest and face, his hips were all smashed by the relentless pressure of her enormous, powerful legs, each of which was the circumference of his chest, and he had been burned up by her fluids. By now he was also almost toothless, the result of having one of her three-inch-wide, twelve-inch-long, hard-as-iron nipples pressed into his mouth several times.

She sighed. She guessed that there wasn't much fight in him any more. To test her theory, she ground both his hands together lightly between the unyielding vice of her fingers and he managed only a small yelp. Yes, this one was pretty well finished.

Suddenly she brightened, remembering a flyer that she received while on campus a few days ago. Heidi happily hugged the doomed man harder, her way of thanking him for inspiring her. She ground him instantly into a gooey mass of blood and gore. Leaving him there, she raised her enormous bulk off the couch and had a quick shower. She quickly went through her stuff and found the advertisement she was looking for. Delighted that her memory hadn't failed her, she read the ad with rising excitement. It seemed that only a few hours ago a big party had started in town. She smiled to herself. They had no idea how big that party was going to be!

She was already running late, but that meant that the party would already be full of people for her to play with. Heidi dressed quickly in her most scandalous translucent gray spandex bodysuit. Her magnificent body became, if possible, even sexier. Her obscenely tight bodysuit, coupled with her drop-dead-gorgeous face would have turned heads even if she hadn't been eight feet, six inches tall. She blew herself a kiss in the mirror, and, taking care not to destroy her apartment, leapt through the window and flew effortless into the bright afternoon sky.

The party was taking place at a big mansion on the outskirts of the city, so Heidi enjoyed the beautiful landscape while she flew there leisurely. Then something down below caught her eye. She saw a car on a very deserted road. She scanned the interior and realized that the five happily half-drunk people inside were headed to the same party as herself. One girl was driving it while four men were singing incoherently.

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The singing stopped suddenly as Jessica slammed on the brakes, barely stopping the car in time. Standing in the middle of the road before them was an impressive figure. It was a very tall and beautiful woman wearing only a clinging, revealing spandex bodysuit, which did nothing to hide her abundantly ample assets. This woman radiated "sex". Jessica looked at her companions and noticed that she seemed to be the only person in the car who was confused and frightened; her four male friends had actually begun slobbering and drooling over the sexy goddess that stood before them.

Heidi kept smiling for her fans, moving from one seductive pose to another, rotating her torso, thrusting her hefty, full breasts in their direction and licking her lips suggestively. Finally Roger, one of the four, summoned up the courage to open the door and got out.

"Don't be stupid Roger, get back to the car now!" said Jessica.

Roger ignored her, as would any boy who has come face-to-face with an eight-foot, six-inch lycra-clad goddess.

"Hi babe, are you lost?" he asked, in his coolest tone.

Heidi realized she had a problem. How, exactly should she kill him?

The male before her was so pathetically weak and fragile that she had literally, billions of options.

She decided to make contact first and decide later. Quickly she grabbed the top of his head with her left hand and lifted him from the ground. He began to shout like hell and flailed his arms and legs sometimes hitting Heidi's body but causing not the slightest bit of damage to her.

Jessica put the car in reverse and floored the accelerator, but before it could move a single inch Heidi leapt, with her prisoner still held by his head and punched her fist through the hood of the car. She felt no resistance as her fist went first through the hood and then pierced the engine core. She pulled her arm up and away, tearing the whole block of the engine away from the car in an instant. She stood before her wide-eyed audience for a moment, the heavy engine block encasing her fist like a bizarre five hundred pound iron boxing glove, fluids dripping down her arm and across her bodysuit. She casually flicked her wrist and the engine flew through the air to land a few miles away.

With a sadistic smile she pressed Roger's head between her immense knockers, controlling her pectoral muscles so that his head was secured between her massive breasts but not ground to paste ... yet. His feet dangled over a foot above the ground but Roger still had some fight left in him. He jammed his feet against the solid wall of her abdominal muscles and pressed his arms against her massive udders, trying in vain to extricate his head from the fleshy prison of her tits. It was pointless. He was trapped as surely as if his head had been caught in a massive, fleshy, man-sized vise.

Jessica again was the smartest one, and leapt clear of the car. But before she could take a second step, Heidi jumped again, this time adding a mid-air flip, just for effect, to land right in front of Jessica. Jessica looked up to see Roger hanging like a rag doll, trapped between Heidi's beautiful boobs.

Heidi reached out and grabbed one of Jessica's much smaller breasts cruelly between her long fingers, lifting her painfully into the air. Jessica felt as if her tit was going to be ripped off her body and screamed in pain.

Her other companions had all left the car by this time, running for their lives, but at Jessica's cries of pain they stopped in their tracks and turned to look back.

The scene was surreal. Jessica, who was only five feet tall, was dwarfed by her gigantic companion, who was digging her fingers into the much softer flesh of her right breast, and holding her suspended over six feet in the air. Jessica was kicking and screaming wildly, and called to her friends for help. They in turn paid no attention to her, again mesmerized by the unworldly beauty and overpowering sex appeal of this woman, even while their other friend hung from between her hyper-sized breasts like some kind of macabre man-sized pendant.

Heidi walked towards the three men slowly, swinging her hips like a world-class stripper, her eyes glowering at them seductively. She lifted Jessica further and pressed her back slowly against her left breast. The girl's smaller body compressed and came apart as it was pulverized by Heidi's massive, hard-as-granite mammary. When Heidi felt that the girl was about to die she started to rub Jessica's body against her boob, completely squashing her in an orgy of blood and gore.

Much closer to her new friends now, Heidi flexed her chest muscles, clenching her breasts together. Roger's head burst instantly inside her cavernous cleavage, like a popped grape. Relaxing her chest muscles, Heidi let Roger's headless body fall to the ground. At the same time she took her hand off her breast, letting Jessica's smashed body go, but it didn't fall, glued as it was to Heidi's breast, like a bug on a windshield.

The vision of the decapitated man on the ground, with his brain oozing between Heidi's breasts and Jessica's remains spread all over Heidi's beach-ball-sized tits broke the spell that seemed to affect the terrified survivors and they turned and fled, gibbering like idiots.

Heidi let them build up a head start until they were about two hundred yards away. "Ready or not here I go," she said mockingly, while wiping the gooey remains of Jessica's body off of her bust.

The three survivors were running like men possessed and didn't look back so they didn't see Heidi accelerate almost instantaneously to sub-sonic speed. She landed in front of her next victim, who's name happened to be Ralph. To Ralph it seemed that she suddenly appeared in front of him as if she had teleported herself there. He crashed against her body and fell to the ground but his companions didn't even notice.

Before Ralph realized what was happened Heidi kneeled down, pinning both his arms against the floor under her shins with his head facing her enormous, muscular butt. Heidi grabbed both of his ankles with just one of her much larger hands so that he was completely immobile.

All of the activity had begun to warm Heidi up somewhat, so she began rubbing her crotch against his face, teasing him for a few minutes. This served to turn her on even more, and now, terribly horny she ripped her body suit off, exposing her perfectly hairless cunt. Her cum was hot from her excited state, very hot, and it dripped down onto his chest, severely burning him.

This turned her on even more. She sat down hard on his face so that her gigantic pussy lips immediately engulfed his entire head. She held him there, using just her vaginal muscles she maneuvered his head up and down as if it were a dildo. Oh yeah, that felt good! She felt her orgasm growing and increased the tempo humping the now-asphyxiated Ralph faster and faster until she felt the onset of a mind-searing orgasm. She threw her head back in ecstasy, as the orgasm exploded through her body with white-hot pleasure. Incredibly, her cum boiled his head in less than a second. Wrapped up in her orgasm, she never noticed that her enormous legs had ground his arms to a flat layer of gore on the ground while her hand had literally torn his legs from his body.

Barely had Heidi finished her first orgasm of the afternoon and she knew that she wanted more. Much more. This was just an appetizer. And she knew where that at least two more "snacks" were close by. She ripped the remnants of the now totally destroyed body suit of and leapt into the sky.

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Meanwhile, after running for a few minutes, the two surviving friends, Jon and Alex had come to the top of an all hill. Down below they saw a patrol car.

"Thank god," said Alex, between deep breaths, and the two of them started down the slope, Jon in the lead, yelling and waving his arms frantically. This is not always the best approach to use when requesting police assistance.

"Officer, help us! There's a mad woman out there trying to kill us," shouted Jon incoherently, as he approached.

Both troopers had come quickly to full alert, as the pair approached, putting down their coffees and getting out of the cruiser quickly. Before the two had reached them, guns had been loosened in their holsters and the shotgun removed from its mount.

As the two stood before them panting and shouting, the officers tried to restore calm.

"Alright sir, one at a time, slow down, just slow it right down", said the driver, officer Grisholm.

Jon, suffering from panic, shock, overexertion and the effects of several beers continued to gibber on madly. "It's a woman ... a monster ... we, we gotta get the fuck outta here, she's gonna kill us, kill us all!" he yelled.

Officer Grisholm had had enough. "Sir, if you don't calm down I'll have to arrest you," he said, raising his voice.

Jon was frantic. "You idiot!" he said, reaching for Grisholm's gun.

"Gimme your gun, you moron or she'll kill us all!" Alex, not liking the way this was turning out at all, had turned on his heel and begun to run again. The second trooper, satisfied that his partner had this goof under control, took off in hot pursuit.

Grisholm easily sidestepped Jon and pushed him to the ground.

"Looks like you get your wish asshole, we're all going downtown", he said, grunting as he began to apply the handcuffs. If he noticed that Jon had put up no resistance whatsoever, he didn't mention it.

"Fine," said Jon, face down in the dirt, "just get me the fuck out of here.

While officer Grisholm escorted Jon inside the patrol car, none-too gently, his partner, not in the best of shape, had quickly tired of the chase. He stopped, cocked the shotgun, and careful to point it away from Alex, shouted, "Stop! One step more and you're dead meat!"

Alex stopped instantly, but not because of the trooper. He had sensed, rather than seen the blur that had traveled across his arc of vision, in the direction of the patrol car. "We all are," he said, raising his arms and turning back to face the puzzled trooper.

The two of them had not taken a single step when she came. Like a massive artillery shell, faster than the eye could follow, she dropped out of the clear sky and landed on the front of the roof of the patrol car, mashing Grisholm to pulp in an instant. All four wheels snapped off from the impact and the car collapsed heavily to the ground. She had been circling for some time now, watching the proceedings and had chosen her landing spot precisely, deciding at the last instant to save Jon, who had curled up into the fetal position on the floor of the back seat the minute Grisholm had locked him in.

Now she stood on the remnants of the roof, her impact having carried her almost through the car so that her feet were separated from the ground beneath by scant inches.

The reactions of the three survivors were very distinct some motivated by training, some by instinct, all by fear. Alex, for the third time that day, seeing no alternative, and sure that the remaining trooper would be of no assistance, began to run. Jon, still alive in the mangled wreck began trying to free his left leg, which had become wedged painfully under the collapsed roof. The remaining trooper let go with both barrels.

Heidi giggled as the shotgun pellets scattered across her body like so much confetti. She walked across the hood of the cruiser slowly, each step leaving a near-perfect, three-inch-deep footprint in the demolished vehicle.

He had time to fire two more double-barreled loads at her before she reached him. The results were the same, the pellets bouncing harmlessly off her skin.

Heidi smiled at the doomed trooper who gawked up at her while he anxiously shoved shells into his weapon. With the sole of her foot she lightly kicked him in the middle of his chest. The impact cracked most of his ribs sending him flying against a tree with such force that he exploded like a water balloon.

By now Alex had reached some nearby woods that he had spotted from the top of the hill and ran into them at full speed. He was somewhat hopeful that she would lose his trail in the dense cover.

He had heard the gunshots behind him but doubted that they would stop the freak.

Following a nearly overgrown trail he came upon a large empty concrete building. It had obviously been abandoned some time ago, perhaps by a lumber company, for there were a variety of old, rusting implements scattered around and about. Sprinting inside he shut and bolted the solid, wooden door behind him and then hid in a far, dark corner. Looking around him, it seemed that this had once been an equipment shed at one time. Shivering, he waited. Maybe his luck would hold, if he stayed here, still and quiet.

After a few minutes, that seemed to stretch into hours, he felt the ground shudder. Then again. Then another, and another, more regularly now. He realized with sinking despair that it could only mean one thing; somehow she had found him. The thundering footsteps came closer and closer, each accompanied by a loud 'boom' that shook the plaster from the walls and stirred up dust and debris.

Frantically, he looked around for something to defend himself with. There! In a far corner, an old metal pipe, about three feet long. He grabbed it, finding its heft somewhat reassuring. Then he laughed grimly. What madness. He was about to face the equivalent of an armored battle tank and his only weapon was this toothpick.

The sound had stopped now, very close. He had expected her to come busting in through the front door, but as usual Heidi had a surprise in store. She literally walked through the concrete wall beside the door, effortlessly, brushing aside the cinder blocks as if they were made of styrofoam.

She stood before him, her enormous, indestructible, perfect body lit up from behind by the light streaming through the hole in the wall. She flaunted her massive gravity-defying breasts at him and grabbed one gigantic nipple, twirling it, kneading it, watching it grow to outrageous, cartoonish proportions. She wiggled her hips blew him a kiss and called to him.

"Alex, I want you! I need you!"

He felt himself grow hard, harder than he could remember, as a dizzying wave of lust broke down his defenses. It wasn't fair! He should loathe and despise her after what he had seen her do to his friends but he couldn't help himself. She wanted him and he would go to her.

And then a thought. How had she known his name? Had anyone mentioned his name in her presence during this whole nightmare? He realized then, suddenly that he was simply experiencing another of her ungodly powers, that to her this was just a game and that if he came to her she would kill him, probably slowly and painfully

With a wild cry, he broke the spell, and charged her out of his darkened, dusty corner. Snarling, enraged and desperate, he swung the pipe at her face with all his strength. He was satisfied, for one instant, to see surprise wash across her face.

But it was only for an instant. All hope died as her inhumanly quick reflexes responded and she caught the pipe between her thumb and forefinger just before it would have hit her skull. He pulled back with all his might, struggling to retrieve his weapon, but her arm was immovable and with indifferent ease she clenched her fingers, pinching the pipe almost in two. She gave a small tug and it came free from his hands.

With her free hand Heidi snatched him by his neck and lifted him into the air. She looked deeply into his eyes. She licked her lips and in a violent movement threw him over a large stone table, so that he was facing down. Before he could move, she had mounted him and sat on his chest and shoulders so his body was in front of her and his head a few inches from her butt and his arms were immobilized between her legs.

Alex's position was hopeless. He was lying on a stone table, face down, with an ultra-powerful psycho-girl sitting astride his body. He could not see her but he knew she was up to nothing good. She was almost crushing him just with her ass. In fact, Heidi was very careful not to grind him to a pulp and carefully used only a small fraction of her weight on him.

With two tugs she ripped both his pants and shirt off. Heidi now skillfully molded the pipe he had attacked her with. She leaned forward, enormous breasts and nipples raking his back and wrapped the pipe round both of his wrists. Then, snapping off the remainder of the pipe she repeated the process with his legs, fastening both his ankles together with her steel "rope". As a finishing touch, Heidi pulled his ankles in the direction of his hands and tied them to each other, effectively hog-tieing him. The pain was excruciating.

Heidi got off him and stopped to admire her handwork. He looked like a fish out of water, caught on a hook.

"Please don't kill me", he pleaded between gritted teeth.

"You've been a nasty boy, running away from me. You need to learn a lesson," she said.

Heidi took hold of his head between her finger and thumb and lifted his body into the air. She stroked his face against her nipples, nipples that were by now so awesomely engorged that they were more than a foot long and over six inches across. She stuck one of her monster nipples inside his mouth, breaking his teeth and dislocating his jaw, as he passed out.

Suddenly Heidi heard a noise outside. She released Alex's head but he remained hanging there, now looking more like a fish on a hook than ever. She calmly walked back through the hole in the wall to see who had dared disturbed her fun, with still Alex hanging unconscious from her engorged nipple.

She was enraged to find that two hunters had passing near the vicinity of the house. She was so upset by their intrusion that she barely even granted them the opportunity to look at her. Instead, she possessed one of their minds and ordered him to shoot the other hunter in the face, which he did instantly. The body had barely hit the ground when she spat at other one. Her saliva went through him like a high-speed projectile and he collapse in a bloody heap.

She looked around her. From the time she had sighted the hunters until they lay broken and dead on the ground, barely a second had elapsed. She grunted in disappointment. That was much too slow!

The sound of the gunshot roused Alex, to a world of pain. Not only were almost all of his front teeth and his jaw broken, he could barely breath with her colossal nipple stuck inside his mouth.

Heidi yawned and stretched, looking down at the incongruous sight of the man suspended from her engorged nipple. "Now, let's get back to business, shall we?" she said, plucking his head from her breast.

"Oh, I know," she said, in her best 'little-girl' voice, "why don't you massage my abs for me? I could use a good rub down" She began to rub his face up and down her washboard belly, breaking his nose and bruising his face severely. The intimate contact got her hot and with her free hand, she began to finger her cunt, making herself hornier still.

Incredibly, in spite of the tremendous pain, and knowing full well that his time was about up, Alex grew hard again. Heidi noticed and brought his broken, bleeding face level with her own. She kissed him deeply, inserting the great undulating length of her serpentine tongue into his mouth and down his throat, as he gagged and hacked.

She withdrew her tongue and looked at him lovingly. "Looks like you are totally screwed up, little toy, let's finish you," she said brightly.

Alex couldn't speak or do anything else, weak as he was from blood loss and broken bones.

Heidi brought his face in front of one of her immense breasts and with her free hand she lifted the end of her twelve-inch nipple so that it was higher than his skull. He watched it, intense fear mingled with incredible lust. Blowing him a kiss she dropped the nipple on top of his skull.

The super-dense nipple came down with incredible energy. It cut through his skull like a knife through melted butter, splashing her huge breasts with brain and gore. She reached orgasm instantly, blindingly, and shrieked her release in a primal scream that could be heard for miles.

Jon, still alive in the mangled police car heard it and whimpered. Frantically he redoubled his efforts to free his leg but it was utterly trapped. Jon was desperate. If he could have chewed his leg off below the knee he probably would have tried it. Anything was better than to let that demonic freak have her sadistic way with him!

But then it was too late, much too late, for he felt the ground tremble as she set down with incredible force within his field of vision, about 300 yards away. She walked calmly in his direction, with every step the ground trembling at her feet. He shuddered at her approach, for if she had been compelling, alluring and irresistible at their initial contact she was now the nightmarish opposite, covered as she was in blood and gore. He thought of her now as evil incarnate, and he would not be far wrong, though even Heidi would be hard pressed to say exactly *what* she was.

Every now and then he saw a hiss of steam and flame erupt in her wake and he realized with horror that it was her burning cum dripping on the ground as she walked.

Heidi arrived at the car. She knew what she wanted and this pathetic excuse of a mortal was the closest thing around. He would have to do, for she could wait no longer.

She willed the wrecked car to disgorge her victim, and it opened up, mangled metal protesting but yielding. Mingled with the creaking and screaming of the tortured metal was a higher pitched scream, as Jon's leg finally broke free of it's trap, the femur snapping painfully in the process.

He lay there, suddenly free of pain and looked up at her. She was radiant again, radiant and beautiful beyond all measure, intoxicating and desirable beyond the realm of mortal women. His body responded, and his cock grew as it had never grown before. He looked at it with surprise, mingled with a pride he had never felt before. He was going to fuck this arrogant, insolent bitch-goddess into the ground until she screamed for him to stop. But he wouldn't stop, he would keep fucking her until he disgorged great rivers of cum into her hot, tight cunt. And then she would beg him for more. He would shrug and of course deliver, turning the big bimbo over onto all fours, grab her enormous udders and fuck her from behind until he was satisfied again. Yeah that's the way it was gonna be!

She read his thoughts and smiled inwardly. Ok, little man, give it to me! Let me see what you've got!

She smiled down at Jon and his hard cock and coquettishly raised her arm, brushing absently at her short, fiery-red hair.

"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked smiling, while using her mental powers in order to cool her cunt out.

He nodded, drinking in the impossible sight before him. How many men would ever have the chance to make love to an eight-foot, six-inch goddess, he thought, conveniently forgetting the fact that she had just murdered four of his closet friends with no provocation and with not the slightest hint of remorse or regret.

"Good," she said and without further ado squatted over him, dropped her cunt over the tip of his phallus, her lips parting like a hungry pink mouth and then closing tightly on the head. With a single motion she sucked the invader inside, up to the hilt. He hung in mid-air, suspended from her cunt, as she slowly began to lower and raise his cock within her vagina.

Jon saw none of this. When she lowered her body onto his, her titanic breasts and angelic face had completely filled his field of vision. As she lifted him off the ground he grabbed at her tits wildly, like a drowning man reaching for a life raft, managing to snag one engorged, twelve-inch nipple at the last second. He pulled himself up in time to feel unearthly delight of his cock drop down the long, tight tube of her hot pussy, and his eyes rolled back in his head ecstatically.

Heidi began to increase the pace, the incredibly powerful vacuum of her cunt sufficiently strong to support his entire weight. She would unclench each muscular fiber of her pussy slowly and allow his weight to drop on the down stroke, and then, just as he was about to drop from her warm, moist embrace she would contract her muscles slightly, creating enough suction to impel the massive invader back deep inside her, its girth contacting and stimulating every tingling nerve ending along the channel of her love-tunnel.

Despite her increasing arousal, she tried to meter her immeasurable strength very carefully. She didn't want him breaking down too soon, depriving her of what she sought so anxiously: an orgasm of cataclysmic, mind-blowing proportions.

But it was difficult. As had happened so often in the past, the rising crest of her impending orgasm threatened to overwhelm her control and the result, predictably enough, would be yet another flattened, useless corpse. But she bit her lip in concentration and lightened up on her partner a little. He cried out, ecstatically.

Damn! He had not cried out in ecstasy, he had cried out in pain! She had reduced her strength just a little too late, and, while his cock had been fully inside her, she had inadvertently squeezed, just a little, just once, just because she could. To Jon it felt as if his cock had suddenly gone through a meat grinder and he had screamed in protest and in fear

He gyrated wildly, trying to extricate himself from her and her face darkened as she looked down at him. She would not be denied this release, not now, not when she was so close. She *ordered* him to be silent and mentally blocked his pain receptors, instead, flooding his mind with erotic, exotic images of how good it felt to be fucking her, how incredibly virile he was, how much she wanted him.

It had the desired effect. He was suddenly rejuvenated and grabbing her long, hard nipples in both hands pulled himself up to her, actually trying to fuck her.

"Oh, yeah, baby," she said hungrily, increasing her pace, feeling her orgasm beginning to build.

She wanted more control, wanted to feel him respond to her, so she lowered his hips to the ground, but stayed overtop of him, straddling his comparatively tiny body with her own enormous, perfect form.

Now! Now she could increase the pace to her liking, now she could grind her ravenous cunt down onto his hard prick, now she could feel every steel-hard-driving inch of him ...

... She had momentarily forgotten herself, again, caught up in the primal throes of her passion and she fought to regain her self-control, but it was too late. She had become the beast again, and the floodgates of her self-control were swept away by her inflamed, uncontrollable, unfathomable passion.

In an instant she had acquiesced, admitting the futility of denying her nature. She raised her face to the brilliant blue sky and grabbed a tumescent, taunt nipple with each hand, alternately squeezing, then kneading the giant, ripe breasts with abandon. A keening, feral cry escaped her lips and she continued to drive herself down onto the phallus with pile driver forces and lighting speed.

And finally she came. She came in multiple, shuddering, earth-pounding, malevolently violent explosions. The air seemed to coalesce around her, shimmering, as her body, white-hot, burned fiercely. The oxygen around her was consumed instantly, and as air from outside rushed in to replace it, at the speed of sound, a sonic boom rang out, mingling with her continuous, high-pitched cries of triumph as she came and came and came again.

Finally, it was over. She was dripping with exertion, and her enormous chest heaved over and over again. She opened her eyes and surveyed the inevitable.

The area around her had been leveled out to 200 yards by the force of her monster-orgasm. Not a tree or building could be seen. Beyond that zone the destruction was less severe, but still intense; not much was left that would be fit for human habitation. She looked down, knowing what she would find. There wasn't much left of her most recent lover, just a small, gooey patch or two.

Ah well, that was the price of passion. She stood up, still somewhat dizzy and sighed deeply.

"Enough foreplay," she said, to no one in particular. "Now, where's that party at?"

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