The smell of death by warpig Sally killed her first man at a young age but he was a slender man and didn't put up much of a fight. Now older and more mature she was up for a challenge. Sally was only a teenager when she took the hunter in the woods and crushed him to death between her legs. She hated hunters and the smell of death. She was glad when her uncle died as he was an active deer hunter. Her parents would drag her to their house every thanksgiving. Her uncle would come in after hunting and skinning his kill, that smell of the kill and his bragging to her father would sicken her. She was glad that her father did not hunt. Her first victom was her uncles hunting partner jack. It was about a year since uncle robs ticker went and he went to the promised land and she saw fit to send jack to him. It disgusted her how that man looked at her when nobody was looking and he did so since she was nothing but a slip of a thing. Sally folowed him into the woods early in the morning. She would skip school that day. She was tall for her age at 5 feet 10 and weighed about one hundred and fifty pounds. Jack was the same height but 135 pounds soaking wet. He was closing in on a deer following tracks in the woods when she snuck up behind him. She had been into gymnastics for five years but no longer made the weight limit for her age group so she trained with weights after school three times a week. It was an excuse to work out to get in better shape so she would be muscle instead of fat and her body responded way above average for a young female to weight training. she grabbed his scrawney neck in a choke hold and pulled him backwards and onto the ground. She wrapped her powerful legs around him and squeezed with all her might taunting him repeatedly asking how it felt for him to be the prey. She loved all animals and watched various nature shows. He could no longer struggle after about ten minutes. Most of his ribs were cracked and one of his lungs were punctured. Sally kept pouring on the pressure as he passed out. When she smelled him shit himself she knew he was all done. She was kind of dissapointed that he wasn't awake to smell it also. When Sally was 18, fully grown and done with puberty she stood 6 feet 2 and was 179 pounds of sinewy muscle. She was into much heavier weight training for strength and power instead of mass and bulk. She did not want to put on any more weight but just get super strong. She actually had a slightly slender appearence due to how tall she was. But when she took off the sweats and long sleeve shirts her body revealed her strength. her arms and upper body still looked feminine, not too many veins showing but long strong muscles in her arms. She had almost an 8 pack in her abs and her legs were longer than any girl in high school and were the most heavy muscled part of her body. Jacks death was ruled a death by bear attack even though it was apparent he wasn't mauled by a bear. Its all the police could come up with. a bear hug. Sally had a couple of boy friends but really did not enjoy sex much. she rarley got off and usually dumped them after a couple of weeks. She would fantisize about taking another victom. She had large green eyes like emeralds and high cheekbones with long blonde hair, almost yellow. Her chest was not overly developed like her lower body so her brests were a little small but very shapley and sexy. A lot of guys were attracted but also intimidated by her. She knew who she wanted for her next victom. Her tenth grade biology teacher. She failed the whole grade because she refused to have any part in disecting a frog. His name was Robert and he would bragg that he loved how his live experiments would squeal when he was cutting them up for the sake of science. He was middle aged mabye 45 and fat with a bald spot and glasses. He stood about 5 feet 8 and went at least 240 with a 42 or 44 inch waist from way too many beers and cheeseburgers. Sally would never eat meat but ate lots of fish and occasional poltry for protien. She had been waiting for two years for the right time to bring down Robert. He wasn't a hunter but often went fishing at a little pond outside of town. She followed him on bicycle but there were always other people there. She would turn herself on thinking about what it would be like slowly squeezing the life out of this man. She knew it would last a lot longer than the first time as Robert was a much larger man than Jack was. She would wake up soaking wet and cumming dreaming about it. A smaller female with shorter legs would never have the strength and leverage to kill a man his size in such a manner. Its like Sally was born for the job. The day finally came. It was perfect. Roberts wife had left him for a younger man three months before and Robert was drowning his sorrows in beers at the pond paying little attention to his fishing pole. Sally simply walked up and grabbed his pole as a fish on the line was about to drag it into the water. Nobody was around and poor pathetic robert was already in tears and was apologizing for failing her two years ago. Sally pretended to feel sorry for him and said she would forgive him. She even sat and had a couple beers with him as he went on babbling about his sorry life and failed marriage. She even put her arm around him to comfort him and noticed that he soon developed a full erection from that little body contact. She could see at least a dozen empty beer cans so she knew he hadn't had sex in a very long time to have a hard on after that many beers. She felt herself break out into a sweat in the mid summer heat and her crotch was soon soaking wet. Robert started to get up to piss but Sally had a quick but evil thought as she quickly pulled her shirt and bra off right in front of his nose. She then slowly stood up to her height and dropped her shorts and finally her panties. She stripped him to his boxer shorts. He was in a trance like state and temporally unable to move from the shock and awe of her increadable body. She moved into him slowly pulling his head into her soft breasts. The only things on her body which were soft. In a low voice she said looking down at the naked man "your too tense" and she turned him around so his back was to her and ordered him to sit back down. Robert pleaded in a nervous and shaky voice "but I got to piss. Sally said in a minute as she begin deeply massaging his shoulders and latts. as he finnally started to relax she slowly sat down behind him and wrapped her long powerful leggs around his large waist. He didn't think anything about it at first but as she begin increasing the pressure with her legs he started protesting. She then asked him how it would feel being prey to a python. Squealing as the life is crushed out of it. She could feel him trembling in fear and then panic and start struggling for his life. He struggled for a good ten minutes before getting out of breath. She wasn't squeezing hard enough to break any of his ribs or rupture any internal organs yet. She was just holding him firm and enjoying his helplessness and humilation. He farted loudly twice as he struggled frantically and she giggled and than laughfed at him the second time. Sally then took it to the next level as she moved her body from directly behind him to a side posistion awhile grabbing him by the throat and slamming him down on his back. He was now looking at the clouds until she removed her hand from his throat and grabbing his left wrist with her powerful right hand, she pulls it across his torso. his right arm is going numb underneath her left side. She also pulls her crotch farther into his flabby love handles as she begins increasing the pressure of her side body scissors and crosses her ankles to prevent any possibilty of escape. Sally increases the pressure then lets up a little over and over for several minutes and is now scissorizing his lower abs below his belly button. She reaches her first climax as a huge wet stain spreads out in Roberts boxer shorts as he pisses himself. She keeps this up for a good ten minutes longer. Robert struggles wildly but is still alert as sally cumms a second time and can feel her sopping wet womanhood vibrate against his bare side and then he shits his pants. Sally is very happy he hasn't passed out yet but it staring at her cute belly button and rock hard abs as she says " I love the smell of death" She then moves her legs down just a little bit more so her thigh presses against the base of his throbbing cock pushing it out strait so its no longer standing strait up but pointing towards his feet. This also causes him to release huge gobs of semen into his already soiled grey boxers. She then releases her sissors and stands up over him. Robert knows he is finished and just lays there submissive as she squats over him and pisses all over his face and in his mouth. She then farts right over his nose as she fingers herself to another orgasm. She then slowly raises him up to a seated posistion and wrapps her powerful legs around his ribcage just below his soft man - boobs and squeezes with all her might. He quickly passes out as his ribs break and his chest caves in. She squeezes him long after he is dead and then drags his lifless body out into the deep water and makes shure he sinks to the bottom before leaving the schene on her bike. His death is ruled a drowning and the case is closed.