Laura-2

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Aurora Episode 17

Laura-2

(Last Revision: 17/Feb/96)

by Sharon Best

(This chapter flashes back momentarily to the time immediately after the big LA earthquake where Laura was crushed beneath the highway overpass bridge. The core of this story was written by an anonymous reader, while I have extended it to provide a connection to the existing series. You will probably notice the style changes in various places as the two of us have written our respective sections; I hope they don’t become too confusing. I have put the author’s names (either Washington or Sharon) before the sections which were mostly written by the respective author.

The part aboard the Arion ship and the funeral is my writing while the section back at the house in Hawaii with Chris is from the other author. I also extend my appreciation to him for the concept of bringing Laura back to the series.

I also hope you enjoy this addition of another author to the Aurora series.

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Author: Washington

The earthquake created an enormous traffic snarl as the highway bridge that had collapsed was one for one of the main freeways. There was a rush job to try and get things back to normal, or at least as normal as Southern California could get. The crews began working almost immediately, dismantling the remains of the massive bridge.

The foreman watched his crew using a number of huge jackhammers to fracture the concrete so that it could be hauled away. He knew it would take weeks to tear the bridge apart; the enormously strong ferro-concrete was just too thick for even the most powerful equipment to tear apart quickly.

He knew that this was the bridge that one of those amazing women, those ‘superwomen’, had been crushed under. He remembered her name was Laura as he also knew that he would never forget the incredible images of her he had seen on TV. He thought back again as he felt the strange pain that he had felt those many weeks ago as he had watched the whole thing on live TV as it had happened. It was a terrible shame that she had been killed. He clearly remembered how he had become extremely excited watching those two incredible blond women as they lifted the impossible weight of the bridge, the women he later learned were named respectively Aurora and Kara (or SuperGirl as she now preferred to call herself publicly). Even more than that, he had really been aroused by the sight of the third woman, the one who looked like a bodybuilder, that he had seen ripping doors off of cars. She had gone from car to car freeing people from their partially crushed cars while one of the other fantastic women had held the bridge up over her head.

He knew that this woman, Laura, was not nearly as strong as the others, but she was far better developed than either of the other two. She had looked like an incredible combination of a world-class bodybuilder with a supermodel as she the beauty of the later and the muscles of the former. He had watching her in awe as she struggled to lift the back of the school bus. He found that even now he would still get aroused just by remembering what her breasts had looked like as they had burst through her torn T-shirt. Her muscles had clearly flexed larger than the thin cotton material of her top had been able to contain. Her firm breasts had been pushed upward by her massive underlying muscles until the thin fabric of her T-shirt had simply ripped open at the points where the hard points of even her soft breasts were putting too much pressure on the fabric. He had watched his videotape of that over and over again as it never failed to arouse him. He and his girlfriend had had many a crazy and wonderful night together while they both became aroused by watching the tapes he had made that night. In fact, his girlfriend, who was in very good shape herself, had tried to re-enact that fantasy for him, but had found that it was a lot harder to split a T-shirt open with a woman’s breasts than it had looked on TV! No matter how hard she exercised, she couldn’t build her chest up enough to do that.

Because they were working on a structure where there was a known death from the quake, the construction company had requested a medical examiner to be present while they worked on the area where they thought she was located. The bridge was being worked on near the spot where Kara had slammed her fist into the roadbed. The foreman was having trouble getting some of his men to work as they were too busy examining the broken bridge. A few of the guys thought

it strange to see their co-workers running their hands over the crack that Kara had formed in the tough reinforced concrete as she had torn the bridge apart with her bare hands. A couple of the guys even had torches with them as they were cutting the thick rebars that Kara had torn apart as she desperately worked to save Fairchild. The stretched and broken pieces of tortured steel would make great souvenirs and they could probably be sold if the workers wanted to get some quick cash. The 4” thick bar, the one which had been clearly visible on TV as it was bent while it was buried in her soft bare breast, was the first one to be taken.

They were working around the clock and it was nearly morning when one of the workers called a halt as they reached the area where the woman had been crushed. One of his men, Ted, reached down and extended his light under the collapsed concrete. He was surprised as he saw only a hole in the ground where he had been told the woman’s body had been crushed. The M.E. was quickly notified that the body was somehow missing. The construction crew stopped immediately as they called the police. Once the detectives arrived, they had the crew continue carefully so that any evidence would not be lost.

As the huge concrete beams were slowly torn apart and removed, Joe, the leader of the construction crew that had found where she had fallen, saw that she had been trapped in a shallow depression. However, as he looked at the cement around where her body had lain, he noticed that there were cracks that appeared to radiate from the small hole! Joe didn't think the depression had formed entirely from the earthquake but that it had partially formed from the massive weight of the bridge slamming down onto her body! What caused him to believe this is the way the depression just happened to be large enough for her body. But the biggest piece of evidence so far were the two round depressions that was right where her breasts had been. The depressions had been pressed nearly three inches into the concrete and had a crack right where her nipples had pressed against the hard concrete! He began to wonder, if her body had been hard enough at that point to make those depressions, whether she had indeed been killed as had been reputed.

After more of the concrete was cut away it was evident that she had been both incredibly lucky and unlucky. Lucky by her body being trapped in a small depression, unlucky by not being saved by that incredibly sexy blond teenage girl that had picked up this half of the bridge, the one called SuperGirl.

The medical examiner didn't care about the hole where her body had lain or what had killed her. He had so many jobs from the bodies being uncovered during clean-up and reconstruction that he was becoming desensitized to all of the deaths. As soon as the foreman said it was safe, the M.E. and his assistant crawled under the bridge and looked at the hole in the ground. They shined their lights down it as the beams disappeared into the darkness. They had the construction crew get a light on a very long cord which they lowered more than a hundred feet down the hole until they ran out of cord. The tunnel had a peculiar look, almost as if it had been carved by hand as they could see what looked like finger marks in the sides. Yet it was cut into the hard rocky ground! The M.E. shook his head as he decided this was not a job for him. Maybe for the police, maybe for some spelunkers, but not for a medical examiner. He only worked on bodies that he could find!

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Author: Sharon

The physician watched as her very special patient began to finally wake up. She checked the woman’s chart as she confirmed that it had been nearly a month since she went into the chamber. She had had several patients lately, but this was the first time that a Terran had been treated this way. No, she thought, not actually just a Terran. Her tests had shown that she was some kind of hybrid of Terran and Velorian genes. She had studied the woman for nearly six weeks, with the last four being spent in this chamber, as she had never believed such a hybrid was still possible. In the past, there had been many crossovers between the two diverging races, but it had been many centuries since a hybrid being such as this woman had been found.

The physician had argued that it might be possible to save her and had gotten permission to recover her body and to attempt the resuscitation. She had spent an entire weekend digging a tunnel from inside a nearby storm sewer until it had come up below the woman. She looked down to see that her fingernails were only now growing back to their normal length. She had used her bare hands to tear the concrete of the sewer apart as her fingers were harder than any tool available either on Earth or on their ships. She had had to tunnel more than a hundred feet through the hard rock underneath the bridge. She smiled as she realized that it had been no harder for her to dig through concrete and rock than for a Terran woman to dig through hard-packed beach sand. However, in either case, a hundred feet of digging was going to be tough on the fingernails!

Once she had begun the rejuvenation procedure, it had quickly become clear to her that the same techniques that reversed the tissue deterioration in an Arion’s body were also working on this woman. In fact, she was responding far better than any Arion patient in recent memory.

She still felt sorry for the woman as she knew what they ultimately had in mind for her, now that she was recovering. She was destined for the ‘R&R’ ship that the Arion’s had recently inserted into orbit around the Earth’s moon. In fact, she was due to be transported up there within a couple of days. The physician wondered how she would adapt to becoming part of the ‘entertainment’ that was provided for Arion Alphas who needed some time to relax from the hazards and stresses of working on the planet’s surface. The fact that she would spend the rest of her days being essentially a sexual slave, the Terrans called them whores, on that ship was perhaps an acceptable trade-off for being rescued from certain death; perhaps not.

The Terrans clearly hadn’t the technology to restore and rebuild her body the way the Arions could with these immersion chambers. The physician knew that this woman would have been dead six weeks ago if she hadn’t personally taken the time to tunnel up through the hard rock with her bare hands to pull her from under the bridge. She had watched the young inexperienced Velorian girl abandoning her as she had watched the whole thing on live TV just like millions of Terrans had. The physician knew that that other girl had no idea of the actual potential that this woman, Laura, possessed and had given her up for dead far too easily.

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Laura was aware of strange images and sounds as she seemed to be floating in some kind of liquid. She gradually opened her eyes as she saw the blurry face of another woman watching her from the other side of a glass wall. She had trouble keeping her in focus as it seemed her own body was floating further away from the glass. She reached down to pull herself closer to the glass, but felt only free space below her. She turned her head as she saw that she was truly floating in the middle of a large glass tube. It was perhaps ten feet long and half that in diameter.

Her lungs felt really funny as she tried to take a deep breath. She felt a strange heavy feeling in her chest as she found it felt like she was breathing in slow motion and that the air was incredibly heavy. She looked around as she noticed something familiar about the way the woman’s face was distorted as she moved. It was almost like the woman was underwater or something. Laura exhaled as hard as she could as it felt like her lungs were also working in slow motion. She felt a funny sensation traveling up her windpipe as she watched while a large bubble formed in front of her face. It quickly detached itself and rose rapidly up to splatter against the top of the tube.

Laura suddenly began thrashing her arms and legs as she suddenly knew what was wrong. The woman on the other side wasn’t under water, she was actually submerged herself! She realized that she was actually breathing some kind of clear colorless liquid! She felt a surge of panic as she suddenly couldn’t seem to get any air. She held her mouth closed as she tried to cough the liquid from her lungs, but it rapidly became obvious that she couldn’t clear them. She refused to breath in any more of it, however, as she held her breath until she began to see stars in front of her eyes. She resisted the incredibly strong reflex to take another breath as she knew it would only fill her lungs with more water. Her arms and legs flailed uselessly as she tried to get a purchase on the featureless glass inside of th tube. It was also too large for her to exert any leverage against the other side. She was helpless as she silently screamed as she felt like she was drowning. She finally felt a curtain of darkness coming over her as she passed out again, this time from lack of oxygen.

The physician was uncomfortable as she saw her patient panicking as if she was drowning. Unlike the Arions, she had no idea that this was a normal medical procedure. She was impressed with this woman as she saw how her reflexes were overcome by the sheer force of her determined mind as she allowed herself to pass out before she would breath in any more of that liquid. She also saw how her body resumed its normal rhythm of breathing as soon as the woman was unconscious.

She didn’t want to see her go through this again, so she hit the control to begin draining the chamber. She was clearly no longer in need of that level of life support. The woman would still be confined to the lab, but she could at least begin to regain her legacy as an air breather.

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Laura remembered her liquid filled lungs as she started to wake up. She immediately began coughing, but was surprised when her lungs felt nearly normal. She could feel the rush of air into them as she took a long series of deep breaths. She opened her eyes as she swung her legs over the side of the narrow bed that she found herself on. She could see the huge, but now empty, container that she had been in the last time she was conscious. She walked across the floor of what looked to be a lab as she headed toward the single doorway that she saw. She was almost there when she saw a short raven-haired woman step around the corner. She looked to be in her late sixties as her face was lined with wrinkles and her dark hair was sprinkled with gray and white.

She began speaking in English, but with a very strange accent. “Laura, you mustn’t be up on your feet yet, it’s too soon. Here, let me help you back to bed.”

Laura felt her arm reaching out to support her with surprising strength for such a slight-looking older woman. She suddenly wanted nothing more to do with this place as she whirled around and tried to head back to the door. She had taken but a couple of steps when she heard a swish and saw a blur at the fringes of her vision before she saw the woman standing in front of her again.

“I must insist,” she said with a stern look. “You need to lay down again.”

Laura had no patience with her as she raised her powerful arms and prepared to push her aside. She used a great deal of her strength, but the woman didn’t budge. She grabbed her upper arms as she tried to shove her to the side, but instead, her hands surrounded arms that felt like they were made of steel. She squeezed her hands, but the woman’s arms didn’t give in the least under her strong grip. She also felt some very significant muscles flexing under the woman’s lab smock as she reached up to take Laura’s hands in her own.

The woman then gently, but firmly, used her clearly superior strength to guide Laura back to the bed. This time, the physician fastened some very thick steel restraints over her arms and legs while apologizing for having to do so.

“This is for your own good, Laura. I can’t let you leave this lab until you are well again. Do you remember what happened to you?”

Laura thought back as it seemed like there was a long blur of faint memories that she couldn’t quite make out. She finally remembered the bridge as Kara was lifting it up over her head. She remembered seeing her body, straining with every muscle clearly outlined, as she felt backwards. She remembered seeing the concrete ceiling coming down on top of her as everything went dark. My God, she thought, how could I have survived that?!

The physician continued. “You were dead, at least in the sense that matters for a Terran, after the bridge had fallen on you. I pulled you out from under there and you have been in our rejuvenation tanks here under my direction since. You are not dead Laura, you are instead much more alive than you have ever been before.”

The two of them talked for the next hour as the physician was brutally honest with her patient. She even described what was planned for her once she was released from her care.

Laura was horrified at what the Arions had planned as she struggled to tear herself free from the restraints. Her nude body exploded with massive hard muscles, from her neck down to her toes, as she struggled against the restraints. The physican was very impressed as she saw her musculature. Her physique was clearly more developed than any Arion she had seen. Yet she just as clearly did not have an Arions strength. Not yet.

“Those restraints are designed, Laura, for Arion Alphas such as myself and we are nearly as strong as the Velorians you are familiar with. The steel alloy itself is far stronger than anything you have on Earth. I’m afraid you aren’t going to be able to break loose. And even if you did, and you escaped my lab, you would most certainly be destroyed. Do you understand that you not on Earth anymore, but are instead on an Arion mother ship which is orbiting your planet?”

Laura collapsed weakly back on the bed as she finally succeeded in exhausted herself. The physician turned away as a smile crossed her face. She had watched the monitors on the wall as Laura had struggled with the restraints and had seen the readout of the force she was applying. She was now clearly becoming far stronger than she had ever been before and, in fact, was nearly approaching Arion strength levels, despite what she had told her. She hadn’t shown it earlier, but Laura’s younger body had almost been too much for her to overpower as the woman had tried to escape. Her experiment had been a clear success as she was now close to proving her theory about making genetic modifications to hybrid beings such as this woman. She had worked to modify the genetic structure of her cells until they were more like an Arion or Velorian’s genetic structure rather than mostly Terran as they had been before. She had developed a retro-virus that replaced key Terran sequences of DNA with sequences from Marin’s own Arion DNA.

The massive systemic shock that Laura had suffered meant that much of her body had to be healed/repaired/replaced and the reconstruction had been done according to her new genetic blue-print. Marin knew that she was now far more Velorian and Arion than Terran, but not completely so, as it would have meant that her entire body would have to have been rebuilt. Even the Arion’s didn’t have that technology yet.

Also, the powerful drugs she had used in the immersion tank had shown no negative effect on the woman and her enhanced strength spoke volumes to the effectiveness of her technique. She walked back to her office as she prepared the next section of her report, the report that she knew was going to make her famous.

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David’s quiet and private funeral was attended by no more than a dozen people. He had been a recluse in his private life and his few friends had no desire for publicity upon his death, despite a lot of pressure from magazines and TV. The private funeral took place high on the volcano near Fairchild’s house on Hawaii. She had personally hand dug the deep grave in the hard volcanic rock that he was now being lowered into. Chris held Fair close as her tears fell freely as she saw her friend and lover being lowered to his final resting place. Chris worked hard to be charitable to David, but he unfortunately remembered him as the man who took Fair away from him.

Kara balanced on one leg as her broken leg and arm were still throbbing from Fairchild’s clumsy attempts at setting the bones a couple of days earlier. A doctor had assisted her, at least in terms of advice, as she used her great strength to actually line the bones up and to then form a series of stainless steel casts to hold her immobile. Kara had learned to use her flying power to balance herself so that she didn’t need any crutches to stay mobile.

She mourned David more than she showed as she had always wanted to have children of her own someday. The passing of the one Velorian male on this planet was certainly a dark moment for both Fairchild and herself as neither of them were going to be able to return to their home planet again. The implication was that the Velorian bloodline, on Earth at least, would die with them. Velorian males were very rare (more than 90% of the population was female) and they generally never left Velor. It was a patriarchal society with a handful of males making decisions for the majority of females. Procreation back on Velor did not directly involve the males (it was all done in laboratories), but away from Velor, procreation would have to be done the ‘old fashioned way’.

Fairchild finally filled the hole with broken rock as she and Kara both used their heat vision to melt those rocks until his body was encased in ten feet of solid molten rock. They each paid their last respects before flying back down the mountain to the house below. Kara stayed for only a few hours before she took back to the air to begin a slower than normal flight back to LA.

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Laura struggled with her restraints for the rest of the day, at least whenever the physician, who she learned was named Marin, was out of the room. She worked at it until her nude body was glistening with sweat as she was sure that she was making some progress. It felt as if the restraints on her wrists had stretched about a half an inch or so, although she was afraid it was just her imagination.

Marin watched the monitors from the other room as she saw the young woman’s heart racing as she struggled to free herself. She also saw the strain monitors on the restraints as she saw the meters registering the woman’s extreme strength. She saw that Laura would now be a challenge for any Arion female to control and would be even hard for an Arion male to easily overpower. At this rate, it would take her only another couple of hours to break the first of the restraints. She took her lab coat off as she prepared to leave for the day to return to her quarters. While she may not have been able to overtly aid the woman in escaping, she didn’t want her to wind up on the R/R ship. She also didn’t want to be around when she finally did get free. Despite the fact that she had saved to woman’s life, she wasn’t sure how appreciative she would be and had no desire to become injured herself.

Laura resumed her work on the restraints until she was laying in a pool of her own sweat as she refused to give up her struggle to free herself. Finally, after what seemed like many hours of effort, she felt the restraint holding her stronger right arm give way. There was a loud snap as the thick steel band around her wrist could take no more from her huge muscles! She quickly reached over to assist her left hand as that one now broke easily under the force of both hands. She sat up and unsnapped the foot restraints as she stood unsteadily on her feet.

She paced around the empty lab for a while as she found a very small lab coat that, because of her dimensions, only covered her upper body. It came down halfway over her hips, but that was obviously all that she was going to be able to cover with the short coat. She walked over toward the door as it promptly slid open to give her access to the long dimly lit hallway. She had no idea how she was going to escape this ship, but she surmised that these Arions must have some sort of rescue or escape mechanism that they could use themselves. She had only to find it.

The technician on duty at the life support center was bored. It was nearly 2:00am and, except for a handful of watchkeepers like himself, everyone on the ship was asleep. He yawned as he scanned the boards as he saw, for the hundredth time since he came on duty, that everything was in the green. He was just finishing his yawn when he saw one of the green lights suddenly turn yellow. A quick check showed that there was someone in the escape pod bay. That was a restricted space; it must be another damn sensor malfunction. They had been plaagued with these false indicators for the last week, ever since the chief engineer had gone on an extended leave up on the R/R ship.

The closest entrance to the bay was only about fifty feet down the hall, so he decided to walk over and reset the sensor module himself. He had done this many times in the last few weeks and he didn’t want to have wake up some sleepy maintenance tech, who would probably just smack it with a screwdriver in any case, to reset it.

He was nearly to the entrance when he saw that the edges of the normally locked door were stuck open. He took out a notepad as he recorded the number of the door so that maintenance could fix it tomorrow morning. He tried to close the door, but it was really stuck open this time. He was struggling with it when he thought he heard a sound from inside the escape pod bay. He walked into the brightly lit bay as he scanned the long wall of doors that led to the escape modules. They were all in their normal closed position except for one. His eye caught a glimpse of movement inside the door of that one!

He knew he should call Security, but Escape Pods were part of his own Life Support department and he didn’t want to get a co-worker in trouble. Maybe the technician was just behind and was trying to catch up. Or maybe he just couldn’t sleep and figured he would go to work early.

He walked across the bay until he reached the open door. He approached it as he announced himself to who ever was inside. The noises suddenly stopped as he walked up and stuck his head into the door to see who was working so early. He was startled to see a tall blond woman standing in front of him with a lab coat that only covered the top of her body. His eyes ran up along her long powerful legs until they paused for a moment on her glowing blond bush as she stood with her hands on her hips looking at him. He was startled not only by her nudity, but by the fact that her hair wasn’t the universal black of the Arion race! His heart pounded in his chest as he realized that only Terrans and Velorians had blond hair!

He turned to run back toward the bay door as his legs began to move of their own accord. He had only taken a dozen steps, however, before he felt a blow against his back as he was thrown to the floor. The woman fell on top of him as he struggled to get free of her. His stomach suddenly tensed with fear as he found that he couldn’t get free of her embrace. He knew that as a Beta Arion, he was several times stronger than even the strongest Terran woman. He also knew that a Velorian woman would be vastly stronger than he was. He almost screamed in fear as he found that this woman was indeed far stronger than he was.

He felt her rolling him on her back as he struggled to throw her off himself. He finally felt his arms being pinned above his shoulders as he looked down to see her bare legs straddling him. Her lab coat had fallen open as her very large firm breasts were clearly displayed only inches from his face. He looked below and above them to see the strong rippling muscles of her chest and abdomen as she easily held him in place. Her silky blond hair was falling in his face as she began to speak in some indecipherable language. A part of him was fascinated by her physique and exotic blond hair as she used her far stronger (and also bigger) muscles to hold him fast. Another part of his mind knew that these Velorians, if that was indeed what she was, were cruel and brutal in their treatment of Arion men.

Laura felt the man struggling beneath her as she felt her lab coat slipping from her shoulders. She saw his eyes scanning down her body as she knew she was completely revealed to him. She felt a surge of anger as she let go of his right wrist just long enough to slap him across the face. The blow was hard enough to knock him unconscious as she felt his body go limp beneath her. She stood quickly back up as she went back to the pod. She had thrown a variety of supplies, mostly food that she had scrounged from a eating area, on the seats and now was ready to leave. She shoved her hand against the large flat red bar that she suspected activated the pod. There was a sudden loud noise as a warning buzzer sounded in the pod bay. The door to her pod swung closed as she saw a series of symbols being displayed on the screen. She settled into the chair in front of the console and was just attaching the safety harness when she felt a strong acceleration. She looked back and up at the rear window to see the outside of a massive ship. It seemed to strength off for hundreds of yards in each direction as her mouth fell open in surprise. My God, she thought, this thing must be half a mile or more in length!

Her pod slowly drifted away until the great ship eventually shrunk to a dot in the distance. She turned her head to look out the other windows as she saw the blue oceans of Earth rotating far below her. She only hoped she could get there before her food and oxygen ran out.

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The fireman who responded to the call had thought they were going to the scene of a light aircraft accident. In fact, when they first arrived, the damage and fire was consistent with that. One end of a house it had hit was torn open and there were pieces of what looked like aircraft parts scattered around. They wet everything down as they dug through the debris to find the bodies that they were certain were underneath it. He called for the Medical Examiner as he was certain that whatever bodies they did find would be more appropriate for him than for any ambulance crew.

The M.E. arrived on site before they found the first body. They found a blonde-haired woman lying underneath a portion of the collapsed end of the house. They quickly dug her body out as the M.E. and his assistant came over with the body bag. They were surprised she wasn’t burned, but figured that she must have been thrown free before the fire or protected by the debris. What a shame, they thought, as they stuffed the body of this incredibly attractive woman into the bag and carried it around to load in the back of their truck.

The M.E. reached down to go through the required check to make sure she was dead, only to find his own heart suddenly pounding as he found a strong steady pulse in her wrist! But nobody could have survived that crash! He saw no evidence that she was breathing though as he started resuscitation on her. After a few moments, he saw her eyes open as she struggled to sit up for a moment. Her eyes suddenly rolled in her head as she collapsed back onto the ground. The M.E. and his assistant quickly moved her to the back of their truck as they hurried to the nearest hospital.

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Author: Washington

It was much later in the evening when the M.E. finally walked out of the Emergency Room. He was shaking his head as he had watched the woman sitting up and drinking cup after cup of water. She had given them a name and phone number and he had just finished calling for her friend. He remembered he had heard her friend’s name, Kara Matthews, before but couldn’t exactly place it. The woman’s wonderfully modulated voice broke into a choking gasp as he had explained that her friend was still alive and in the hospital! She said she would be right there as he gave her directions to the hospital. Hanging up the phone, he had walked outside to have a cigarette, leaning up against the building to relax a bit.

It was less than five minutes after he had walked outside when he heard a swish and saw this beautiful girl fly gracefully down to land near the doorway. He suddenly knew where he had heard the name Kara Matthews before! She was Supergirl!

Kara was dressed in an a pair of tight cut-offs and a T-shirt that was torn off just below her chest, leaving her stomach bare. She had a shiny metal cast surrounding one arm and leg as she steadied herself and straightened her T-shirt.

“Ah, Supergirl, over here.” He waved his arms at her as he saw her clear blue eyes focus on him. She walked quickly over to him.

“Are you the man who called me?”

“Yes, I’m the Medical Examiner that was present at the crash site. It’s miraculous, but your friend is somehow alive. I remember how she was supposed to have been killed under that bridge, I was actually on that case, and now I find her in the wreckage of a plane crash that should have killed her. We never did find her body at the site of the bridge collapse, just a deep hole in the ground. What in the hell do you people think you are doing, wasting the taxpayers money to have us run around while you do your pranks?”

Kara reached out to grab the top of his shirt as she lifted him into the air, suddenly feeling irrationally angry; it had been a hard week or two.

“This had better not be some kind of hoax. If it is, I guarantee you will be very sorry!”

The M.E. didn’t resist her as he saw her body flex in a fascinating way as she lifted him off the ground. He had trouble taking his eyes off her as he saw her hard nipples pressing up under her T-shirt as her chest flexed slightly with the effort of holding him in the air. She finally released him as he crushed out his cigarette while turning back toward the doorway. “Follow me...I’ll take you to your friend.”

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Kara, Chris, and Fairchild met at the hospital later that morning as they were all equally stunned to hear that their friend is still alive after believing her dead for the last few weeks. They found Laura hooked up to several monitors as she lay on a hospital bed in the ER. The doctor told them that there was nothing that could be done for her. It was just a wait and see attitude to see if she recovered. She had been conscious for a while earlier as she had desperately wanted something to drink. Right after that, she passed out and had been in a coma ever since. They talked for a while before deciding that it would be better to take her back to their house in Hawaii.

The doctors were not happy about having her leave, but agreed that they could do nothing specific for her. Fair enclosed her in a Kevlar bag to protect her as she rapidly flew her to the house in Hawaii. Once there, she began bathing her in the hot tub out behind the house. It was her theory that Laura needed to absorb energy much the same way as she did as she still suspected that she had some Velorian blood in her, even though she couldn’t prove it. Fair quickly found that her theory was correct as Laura began to recover rapidly. In fact, it was less than two days later before she was up and walking around again.

Chris and Laura sat and talked for hours as they tried to reconstruct the terrible day of the earthquake and to bring Laura up to date on what had happened since. They spent a lot of time alone because Kara was off promoting her movie production, even though it wouldn’t be in the theaters for many months. The producers had decided that it would be great to have Kara lifting the massive tank prop and performing other feats of strength as part of a series of publicity events in New York and LA. In one of the more bizarre stunts in New York, they had her lifting that tank over her head with her good arm as she demonstrated how she could do a single leg deep knee bend with it. She then flew back across the country on her own power before doing the same thing at an event in LA.

Meanwhile, Fairchild was back at work over in Europe as she hunted for more of the Arions and Kintzi.

That left Chris to watch over Laura and to nurse her back to health.

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Laura was sitting out on the back deck with a blanket around her as Chris was out for his morning run. She idly picked up the football as she remembered how Chris and Fair used to throw it around. Fair would sometimes have Chris run out nearly a quarter of a mile as she launched the football so strongly that it whistled through the air. Laura smiled as she realized once again that Fair could probably throw it into orbit if it didn’t burn up first.

Laura reached down to hold the ball in her hands as she squeezed it. She was surprised at how easy it was to compress the ball! She walked back over to the chair as she sat down. Just as an experiment, she placed the ball between her thighs and began to squeeze them together. The ball immediately began to flatten between her powerful legs as she felt a nice warmth flowing from her muscles up to her crotch. She slowly increased the pressure that her legs were exerting until the ball suddenly exploded as her strong thighs snapped together to crush it!

That’s great, Laura thought to herself, as she sat back in the chair enjoying the feelings that were now emanating from between her legs. And this wasn't even such a hard feat to imagine from a woman that had lifted the back end of a bus back during the earthquake.

Laura got back up and walked over to the box of equipment and picked up a baseball. She gripped it in her right hand and began to squeeze it. The tendons on the back of her hand stood out in stark relief as her forearms began to swell from the effort she was exerting. She didn’t expect anything to happen since she had been really weak from her ordeal of being trapped. Her grip continued to tighten, however, even though she wasn’t paying much attention to what was happening to the ball in her hand. Laura was suddenly surprised to hear the popping of heavy stitches as they gave way! She stared down at her hand as her grip began to burst the seams on the baseball, her fingers digging right through the cover as they reached into the center of the baseball!

Laura was surprised to say the least! It was clear her strength had increased recently, but by how much?

She went back to the box and picked up a wooden baseball bat. Grabbing it at the thick end in her left hand, she began to increase her grip as she watched what was happening to the bat. She felt the warm flush of her muscles in her left arm pumping up with blood. It was less than ten seconds later, staring in wide eyed astonishment, that her hand began to splinter the hardwood bat. Her fingers sank deeply into the wood as she continued to pour on the power. The bat suddenly shattered with chunks of wood flying away in all directions as she increased her grip to its maximum.

“Wow, I don't know how I became that strong!” she mumbled softly to herself. “I know my mother is extremely strong but she never seemed to be more than just unusually strong for a woman, certainly not super strong! I was never like this before either. I wonder what I can really do now?” Laura mused.

She walked over to a rack of chrome plated dumbbells of various poundage’s. They were all too light for everyone to use for exercise, but they were there because Fair and Kara used the chrome hardened steel to work on their hand grip. She knew that it also impressed Chris to see them working out with these.

Laura picked up a twenty five pound dumbbell. It felt so light to her. Before she was trapped under the bridge she used to be able to do 250 pound one arm curls, so 25 pounds was nothing. She gripped one of the solid weights in her right hand.

She really didn't expect anything to happen as she began to grip the weight ever tighter. After all, it took a lot of force to squeeze metal like Kara and Laura could easily do! Yet she felt her arm tightened in the sleeve of the knit sweater that she was wearing. Despite the warm weather, she still often felt cold even in Hawaii because she hadn't been able to eat for the approximately six weeks that she was trapped under the bridge.

Meanwhile, she heard the wool squeaking in protest as her arm swelled ever larger from her exertions.

She walked back over to the couch and sat down to watch TV, still waiting for Chris to return. Laura kept flexing and relaxing her grip as she watched the movie. She knew nothing was going to happen to the gleaming metal that she held, it just felt good to hold it like this. It was one thing to pop footballs or crush baseballs or even wooden bats, but she was just unusually strong for a Terran, she certainly wasn't a Velorian after all!!

Laura was feeling really good as her muscles flexed and swelled in her blouse's sleeve. She was enjoying the feeling of the blood pumping up her muscles, maybe getting a little turned on because the dumbbell was able to resist her strong grip. This continued for almost half an hour before Laura thought something felt different. She was really enjoying the feeling of her pumped up arm and shoulder muscles and the sound of the softly squeaking fabric as her arm swelled and relaxed. She was just preparing to switch hands when she thought something was wrong.

She looked at the end she had been squeezing and didn't notice anything at first. Holding it up to the light to examine it a little closer, however, she could see some very slight indentations! She was sure that the ends had been perfectly cylindrical before, but now she wasn't sure. She held the other end up to the light and couldn't see any distortions as she slowly turned the weight in her hand. Yet when she looked at the end that her right hand had been squeezing for the past half hour, she could see five slight ripples in the mirrored surface! Laura carefully placed the end of the weight in her right hand again and slowly turned it in her hand. She felt an electric thrill that raced from her moist vagina up through her breasts and on up to cause her face to flush. She might not be Velorian nor as strong as Kara and Fair, but it seemed that she was becoming stronger than ever before as she reveled in having dented the end of the dumbbell.

Laura fitted the weight back into her grip as the fingers of her right hand closed firmly in the slight indentations. She began to really try to squeeze it this time. As her arm flexed, the oversized arm of her sweater was soon no longer oversized. It began to creak in protest as her biceps and triceps swelled larger than she could ever remember being before. Suddenly, the yarn began to pop as her biceps exploded slowly out of her sweater. She stared at her steel-hard muscles for a few seconds, admiring the peaked biceps and the veins that snaked down it to her still covered forearm.

Laura kept increasing the pressure as the hardened steel began to deform. She watched in fascination as the mirrored surface deformed more and more as her fingers began to sink deeply into the metal. She was clearly enjoying the feeling of the power she was displaying and could see why Chris insisted on the chrome-plated dumbbells. Even the distorted reflections from the metal looked interesting as it began to squeeze between her fingers!

Laura was surprised that she had been able to perform such a massive feat of strength for a "normal" Terran. She switched hands and grabbed the still perfect end of the now mangled dumbbell, gripping the metal as tightly as she could. It had taken her right arm and hand half an hour of flexing to become strong enough to deform the hard steel. Now, in just under five minutes of constantly clenching her left hand, the metal emitted a muffled squeak and her fingers started to sink into the mass of chrome steel.

Laura sat there for several minutes as she was in shock from suddenly realizing what she could do now. The only people that she had heard of being able to do this were the genetically-altered Velorians. Yet here she was a "normal" woman and she had just exerted what must have been a force of at least 30 tons but probably much more! She sat there reveling in the feeling of her pumped up muscles.

She reached up with her right arm as she flexed her left arm. She squeezed her biceps with her right hand and was a amazed at the feeling of her hard muscles as the sleeve burst from the pressure of her huge muscles. Her muscles were definitely larger than Fair’s and far larger than Kara’s, but she doubted that she was as strong as either of them. It had taken all of her strength to deform the steel, yet Fair could squeeze it so hard that the metal became molten from the extreme pressures that her Velorian muscles could generate.

Laura had seen Fair take a gun once before bending the barrel in half. She had held the gun between her hands with her palms facing each other as she compressed the gun until it was a lump of warm metal. Fair had told her that she could easily flatten the hard metal to any thickness that she chose.

Laura didn't think that she could do that but she wanted to see if she could compress the dumbbell handle like Fair could easily do with a gun! Laura gripped the smashed ends of the weight in her hands just like she had seen Fair grip the gun with her palms facing each other at the level of her magnificent chest. She began to apply pressure to the weight and enjoyed the feeling of her pecs swelling with the effort. If nothing else, she was getting turned on by feeling her muscles flexing as she attempted to deform the metal. As Laura applied ever more pressure, she could feel her bra stretching as it tried to contain her firm breasts and swelling pecs. She felt the strip of fabric finally let go as her chest swelled larger and her breasts grew firmer. The knit sweater creaked as her chest expanded even more under her effort to compress the polished metal.

The yarn of the sweater began to rupture as her firm breasts pressed harder yet against the fabric. Her nipples were getting larger as she was getting really turned on now by the memory of her bra bursting just from her muscles flexing. Her pussy was getting wetter as her hands and arms began to compress the metal! Her hands were forcing the ends together as the metal let out a tortured screech. She stared as the hand grip became narrower and there was a definite bend in it as the chrome steel collapsed under her tremendous strength! She felt a very pleasant pressure against her very wet crotch as her abs and glutes began to flex with the effort as well, the heavy seam of her denim cutoffs pulled tightly against her clitoris.

Laura eased up a bit on compressing the metal so that she could enjoy the feeling of her sex as the rough Jeans rubbed against it. She felt her clit grow larger as it soon became larger than her labia could cover! 'God that feels so great' she thought!

She was enjoying the simple pleasures of that very sensitive part of her body, her clit sliding along the rough textured crotch of her lace panties. She began to flex and relax her glutes and abs to cause the material of her shorts to rhythmically rub her now very moist cunt! Laura heard a seam pop as she flexed her washboard stomach and round well-sculpted ass. What had let go was the small part of the seam that went over her crotch. Her hard clit was sticking out while still covered by the red lace panties.

Laura looked down at her groin in surprise. She had never before felt so aroused as she saw her body begin to rupture the seams of her clothes! Laura began flexing her glutes even harder as she attempted to get the same feeling as before the seam let go. In her enthusiasm she was flexing too hard for the denim fabric to last long! Her abs were flexing more and more as she felt the waist begin to expand on her shorts. She looked down at the metal buttons that made up the fly on her shorts. She was shocked to see the top button was bent almost in half!

Laura flexed her stomach harder yet. She didn't care what happened to her shorts now as all she wanted was relief from the sexual tension that was building in her as she used her muscles like this. The top button started to fold into what looked like quarters until it finally ripped out of the fabric and bounced off of the wall across the room. The remaining buttons lasted even less time than the top one as she continued her effort to arouse herself by flexing her glutes and abs so that the seam of her shorts would rub over her clit. Soon her attempt to climax was too much for the seam that ran up the backside of her beautiful ass. With a loud ripping noise the seam let go and split all the way up to the waist band in back!

Laura let go of the weight as she effortlessly ripped the remains of her shorts from her body. Only the lacy panties covered her pussy now with her clit tenting out the front of them in a totally amazing way. She rubbed her pussy vigorously and came quickly as her strong fingers forced her clit to bend down and rub between the lips of her cunt lips. She felt the fabric of her panties ripping as her strong fingers and hard clit tore through the fabric. No wonder Fair and Kara became so turned on while using there super muscles she thought! Laura couldn't even begin to describe the feelings she had felt from her hard clit and unusually firm breasts. My God, she was now some kind of SuperWoman herself. She smiled as she thought about standing front of a group of men after using her strength in some amazing way and introducing herself that way. The also remembered a fantasy she had once had of wearing a tiny costume that was, in fact, topless as she used her abilities in public.

As Laura came back down from her orgasmic high she was more determined than ever to exercise her newfound strength. She grasped the end of the partially flattened weight and started to apply her enormous strength with renewed vigor. The steel flattened much more quickly as Laura was enjoying the feeling of her bulging muscles overpowering the strong steel.

The dumbbell groaned as the metal squeezed together. Laura stopped and looked at her handiwork. She was extremely turned on upon realizing her dream of being strong enough to bend and crush steel! This was her secret fantasy come true! Yet still she wondered what she was capable of in the way of strength.

Laura wanted to surprise Chris when he got back from his work out. She turned the lump of metal over in her hands and grabbed the crushed weight on what used to be the top and bottom. Laura wanted to see if she could stretch the metal like her friends could do (all except for Chris)! As she began to pull on the metal, her fingers dug in with ease as the hardened steel started to stretch slightly. With this new resistance, her muscles had to struggle even more with made them stand out more dramatically than ever.

Laura's muscles swelled with the effort as her knit top was clearly no longer up to the task of covering her magnificent breasts. The yarn that crossed her breasts began to snap as her nipples themselves became far harder than steel! Both of her magnificent huge nipples popped out simultaneously but her breasts didn't stop there. Laura's massive pecs flexed harder and forced her breasts more firmly against the over-stressed yarn. Her shirt blew out across her bust as her breasts demanded to be free!

The hardened steel screamed in protest as Laura's extreme strength stretched the metal like it was modeling clay! She paused in her display of strength to see if the metal was heating up like it always did when Fair did something like this. Laura quickly wet her finger as she grinned wickedly before using her copious lubricating precum from her vagina. She realized that she could get real used to becoming this turned on by using her strength this way! As she touched her glistening finger to the middle of the stretched metal she was rewarded with the quiet hiss of her pussy juices turning to steam from the efforts of her arms, shoulders, and chest!

If anything this excited Laura even more as her cunt began to drip her lubricating juices onto the floor. Laura grasped the end of the ruined steel dumbbell and pulled with all of her might. The metal quickly stretched while emitting a high pitched screech. It looked to anyone that would have seen this fantastic feat as if the metal was no tougher than a piece of soft bubble gum!

Laura looked at the two halves of the dumbbell and felt a flush of excitement. She couldn't get over what she had just done to this hard metal. Laura couldn't quite stop there as she closed the fingers of each hand over the half of dumbbell that each hand held. She began to squeeze her fingers closed on the metal and felt it deform more easily than she would have thought possible.

Laura began working her hands as she wanted to shape the lumps of steel into two hard balls with just her amazing grip! She worked the metal until she felt it begin to heat up! She paused in her work to see how she was doing. The balls of metal still were lumpy, apparently she didn't have the control yet to form almost perfect spheres like Kara and Fair could. Laura guessed she would have to be satisfied with the lumpy balls until she could get more practice at this.

She could hardly wait for Chris to get back. Damn it, she needed some sexual relief now and she didn't want to have to get herself off if she could get Chris to participate! She left the ruined sports equipment and the two balls of steel on the dining room table where she was sure Chris would see them before returning to her room. They had wanted her to rest so that she regained her strength. Laura guessed this little display that she had left on the table should be proof enough that her strength was back. Hell, she was easily a hundred times stronger than before the bridge had fallen on her! She wanted to see Chris’s expression when he found out that she, Laura, was responsible for the crushed baseball, exploded football, splintered bat and especially the two steel balls! She smiled wickedly as she wondered if Chris' cock was going to be up to her newfound strength!

Author: Sharon

(The rest of the story is from me...)

Chris ran back toward the house as he finished the final uphill section of his run. He had been sprinting at full speed, nearly 30 miles per hour, for the last 45 minutes as he forced his body to work hard enough to get some benefit from the exercise. One problem with his enhanced genetics was that it was now pretty difficult to get a good workout.

He was breathing hard as he came back into the driveway and began to walk around to the back of the house while he recovered. His breathing was almost back to normal when he reached the patio in the back. Laura had apparently gone back inside as he didn’t see her anywhere behind the house. He was about to go in and check on her when he saw two funny looking shining balls on top of the table. He reached down to pick one up as he felt that it was still very warm. He was amazed as he saw that it was really the crushed remains of one of the chrome dumbbells. He knew that only Kara or Fair had the strength to do such a thing, but they were both away for a few days.

He was mystified as he walked into the house and headed down to Laura’s room. He looked in to see that she was resting on her bed as she appeared to be asleep. She was wearing a blue halter top now and had on a very short yellow mini-skirt. As always, he couldn’t help but admire the remarkable shape and definition of her legs as she relaxed on the bed. Laura was far better developed than Fair, even though Fair was extremely impressive in her own right. It was just that Laura’s muscles never seemed to be totally relaxed as she always looked like she was ripped. Even in sleep, he could see the deep striations and clefts of her muscles as she rested on the bed. He turned to close the door as he heard her stirring slightly. He turned around to see her eyes open as her beautiful blue eyes sparkled back at him.

He saw her abs flexing for a moment as she smoothly sat up on the bed. “Oh Chris, I’m so glad you are back. Something incredible has happened to me. I want to show you something.”

She grabbed him by the hand as she led him down the hall and out to the patio. She reached down to pick up one of the crushed balls of chrome steel as she handed it to Chris.

“I did that, Chris. I was just sitting her exercising a little and I found that I was suddenly able to generate that kind of force.”

“Come on, Laura,” Chris said. “I’m sure you were dreaming. I know that you think you have some Velorian blood in you, but this would be impossible for anyone but Kara or Fair to do. One of them must have stopped by while you were sleeping.” He turned toward the kitchen as his parched throat needed some immediate attention. “Hold on a minute, I need to get something to drink.”

Chris walked inside to get some juice while he wondered about Laura’s sanity. He was surprised to see her walking stiffly back to her room as he headed back outside to sit in the sunshine. He didn’t know what was going on with Laura, but this was not a good turn of events, these fantasies.

Laura opened her closet as she remembered this fantasy that Chris had once described to her when he was half drunk one time. His fantasy had been about some business woman who was sitting across the table from him in some conference room. In his fantasy, she had suddenly stood up as she began to flex her body so firmly that the seams of her clothing started to come apart. He had described how she turned out to be this incredible bodybuilder as she showed her body off for him as her business suit ripped and fell to the floor. He said it was just a silly dream, but Laura had remembered it anyway.

She found her old dress suit in the closet as she started to get dressed in it. She put on a tight bra and a cotton blouse that stretched fairly firmly across her body. The mid-thigh shirt was cut fairly tight around her hips, but it still fit her, but more tightly than before. Her black stockings fit very tightly over the many contours of her legs as she looked down at the black high-heels she was wearing. The jacket was also a tight fit as the tiny tailored waistline contrasted strongly with her large chest. She brushed her golden hair until it was shining and smooth as it lay over her back.

She walked back out to the patio as she leaned over Chris as she let her long blond hair fall over his face. He opened his eyes as he looked up into her smiling face. He saw that she was wearing a little tie and had on her suit. This was really getting weird now, he thought.

He saw her walk around in front of him as she turned to stand and look at him. Her long blond hair was contrasted strongly with her dark gray suit and deeply tanned face. The remarkable contours of her knees and calves were clearly visible below the relatively short skirt.

She had picked up one of the steel balls in both hands. He saw a little smile on her face as he saw the tendons on the back of her hands suddenly standing up like steel cables. He heard a weird groaning sound as he looked more closely at her hands. He was shocked as she saw the tips of her fingers bending inward against the hard steel! She continued her incredible grip as she buried her fingers nearly halfway into the hard steel. She walked over to hand the warm steel ball to Chris as she stepped back and began to unbutton her coat. Chris’s eyes moved back and forth between the steel ball and Laura as he saw her take off her coat to reveal the dramatic contours of her upper body. The contrast between her tiny waist and her huge chest was remarkable as he could not ever remember seeing Laura look like this before.

She walked back up to him without saying a word as she took the ball from his hands. She placed it in front of herself as she began to press her palms against it. Chris immediately saw her blouse stretching tight over her chest as her breasts mounded up against it. He was shocked as he saw the steel ball beginning to slowly flatten as he heard a ripping sound from her blouse at the same time. He saw the buttons ripping down the front of it as they flew off to land in his lap. He looked up at her as her bra expanded until he saw the middle of it starting to rip as her breasts struggled to escape it. He had never seen any woman’s chest as massive as Laura’s as her bra suddenly ripped apart to suddenly reveal her firm round breasts. He was shocked as he saw her DD-cup breasts standing nearly straight out from her body as gravity had little effect on them. He heard the steel groaning as he looked down to see that the ball was nearly flattened between her open palms.

Chris felt himself getting really aroused as he watched Laura do these incredible things. He now knew that something amazing had happened to her. She leaned over to set the remains of the steel ball on the ground as he momentarily had a view down between her huge firm breasts. She quickly stood back up as she raised her arms into a double bicep poise. He saw the fabric of the sleeves of her blouse growing tight for a moment before the seams of both sleeves began ripping apart as her steely muscles proved to be far larger than her blouse could contain. Her incredible peaked biceps rose upward well above the top of the torn sleeves as he saw the largest arms he had ever seen on a woman. He gasped as he realized that her arms must be at least 24”, if not significantly more!

He then saw her kick her heels off as she began to flex her legs the same way. Her already tightly stretched stockings were pushed past their limit as he saw the sheer black hosiery splitting apart from her massive calves. He gasped again as he saw that they had to be 22”. He was staggered as he saw the hem of her dress moving as her incredible quads were suddenly flexing so large that her skirt slid upward on her legs. He saw her abs suddenly flexing as well as the waistband of her dress suddenly snapped apart as the skirt slid smoothly down to pool against her feet. Chris gasped as he saw that she was only wearing her torn stockings under it. She turned slightly as she flexed her incredible glutes as her amazing, and literal, ‘buns of steel’ were suddenly revealed.

Chris couldn’t contain himself as he stood up and walked over to put his hands on her huge biceps. They were much larger than Fair’s as his hands could only surround part of her huge balled bicep, let alone the rest of her arm. He felt the soft smooth skin stretching over her steel-hard muscles as she flexed them even harder for him now.

She felt like she was made of living steel as he felt that steel shifting slightly under his hands as she moved. He realized that her body, when flexed this way, would blow away any woman’s bodybuilding competition. She was simply bigger and better defined than any woman he had ever seen. And this was before you took into account her super strength. He suddenly found he was lost in the incredible curves and contours of her body as his passion was unleashed as he tore the remaining shreds of her clothing from the steel contours of her hard body.

They held each other passionately as their lips met each others. Laura’s passion was released and unbridled as she hungrily met Chris’s own embrace. She gasped as he began to kiss his way down across the strong pronounced muscles of her neck to her broad powerful shoulders. He followed the maze of contours of her broad shoulders before he slowly sank to his knees as his lips traveled down over her powerful chest until his entire head was lost in the deep cleavage between her firm breasts. She was again much larger than Fair as he knew Laura’s breasts would be hard pressed to fit in a DD bra, if she in fact ever wore one. She certainly didn’t need the support as her nearly perfectly round breasts had only a slight teardrop shape as she stuck out more than 8” from her broad chest.

His kisses traveled up the soft rounded contours of her towering breasts to finally find the points of her hard nipples. Her aroused aerola and nipples were so large they filled his mouth as he sucked on them while Laura gasped with pleasure as his teeth briefly held her as her nipples proved to be harder than his firm clenching teeth could distort. She encouraged him further as he felt her nipples growing huge until they were well more than an inch long and half that in width. He dragged his tightly clenched teeth over them as she made little sounds of pleasure as she pressed her firm breasts tightly against his face.

Chris eventually moved his kisses lower as his hands traced down from her 50” chest to her tiny 22” waist. His lips followed the dramatic contrast between them as his tongue began tracing through the pronounced grid of her abdominal muscles. He swirled his tongue momentarily in her bellybutton as her aroused giggle encouraged him further. Her powerful hands were comfortably gripping his shoulders as he felt his chin descending into the silkiness of her blond bush. The musky smell of her sex overwhelmed him as his enthusiastic kisses covered her nether lips as his tongue gently spread them apart ever so carefully. He had not really made love to Laura this way before and wanted to make sure that the somewhat more enthusiastic style he used with Kara or Fairchild wasn’t going to hurt her. He had no illusions about how strong he was now and what his unleashed body would do to a Terran woman. Despite her incredible display of strength, he wasn’t sure about Laura’s invulnerability yet.

He was thrilled to hear her gasping and crying out softly as his tongue met her clit as it found its own way between her labia. It was actually protruding slightly as he spread her lips wide enough to surround it with his mouth and pull it inward between his lips. She gasped as he felt her legs spreading wider as she encouraged him to become more energetic. His fingers soon joined his lips as his free hand held her firm ass as he gripped her with all his strength. Her cries of pleasure convinced him that he didn’t have to be gentle with her as he unleashed the full abilities of his powerful body.

It was nearly two hours later before Laura finally began to feel satisfied as she stretched out on the bed. She was curled up to his back as her hand surrounded his amazingly cock. She had never imagined a man could be that big or that hard as they had made love more than a dozen times. Despite the fact that she had always been athletic and had sought out athletic lovers, she had never had a workout like the one she just finished. She had not had to restrain herself in the least as his invulnerable body had met all the incredible demands of her own. She once again held him with a grip that had easily crushed the chrome steel barbells, yet she felt no give in him as she knew he was made of something much harder. This thrilled her as she felt him throbbing beneath her hand as she knew that he was again ready for her. He rolled gently toward her as she buried his face in her huge soft breasts. She hoped the creaking bed would hold together for at least one more time.

Sharon Best
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