Archimedi Meets Her Biggest Fan

Written by HikerAngel with excerpts included from TotallyKyle

The following is an excerpt taken on a private app where fans can chat with their favorite superheroes. Archimedi, an up-and-coming superheroine, is messaging one such fan.

Love_Her_Strong

Wow, I didn’t know you were actually a bug girl. I thought it was just part of your costume.

Arch_Angel

I’m… I’m not a bug girl! I’m a regular superheroine just like anyone else here! Sure, I may have antennae and a stinger, but they’re more like… an annoying mole or pimple you can’t get rid of! Just a blemish on an otherwise regular supergirl who can lift galaxies! 

Arch_Angel

Nngh, curse my mother’s superior genetics.

Love_Her_Strong

Galaxies!? And your mother? Is she as strong as you are?

Arch_Angel

Much, Much stronger. I wouldn’t even stand a chance against her and I’m her strongest offspring by far.

Love_Her_Strong

😳

Arch_Angel

What’s with that emoji!!!????

Love_Her_Strong

Knowing that there are literal Goddesses flying around out there and knowing that the only thing we can do is try to reason with them has me feeling some kind of way…

Arch_Angel

And what sort of way is that!?

Love_Her_Strong

Well, I love a girl who can overpower me. And it seems like you’ll be able to do it effortlessly. Although honestly, I feel kinda conflicted about someone as powerful as you existing…

Arch_Angel

As you should! Superheroes like myself are supposed to protect those who can’t protect themselves. It’s basic empathy! But so many don’t. Thank goodness I was raised by my other mother. Sure, I could annihilate this universe off the multiversal map, but that would be mean! You all live such interesting lives, I wouldn’t want to take that away from you!

Love_Her_Strong

Is it crazy to say I am crazy attracted to you?

Arch_Angel

Um???????????????? 😳

Love_Her_Strong

I have a type, and I guess you could say it's Archimedi. 😊

Arch_Angel

Wh

Arch_Angel

Really!? 😳 Even with my weird shield antenna? 

Arch_Angel

And even if you probably wouldn’t survive me riding you…

Love_Her_Strong

Holy shit.

Mother_Lover

Oh Archimedi, regular humans would find you the most attractive, wouldn’t they? After all, you’re definitely the most human-looking of our family. Even if everyone knows that being a bee is the closest to divinity one can achieve!

Arch_Angel

Shut up, Waltz! How did you even get in this groupchat? Ugh, my sisters can be sooooo annoying. 

Mother_Lover

Dear, you can hate me, but you can’t deny I’m right.

Arch_Angel

I don’t think you are! It's good to feel loved. I don’t see these humans as pets or trinkets like you do, so their love feels more genuine!

Love_Her_Strong

Well, I don't know about "love." I'm aromantic, but I'm not asexual. I'll leave it at that.

Arch_Angel

Love can be sexual or romantic! But you have to reciprocate it in a healthy way! That’s all that matters!

Mother_Lover

Mmm, but some of these degenerates enjoy being degraded by a woman impossibly stronger than them. That’s why they’re trinkets to me. They love that title.

Love_Her_Strong

I'm glad you're so understanding, Archimedi. You understand how I feel about women, but you don't judge me for it. Would it be too forward of me to say that I'd let you vent any dark, suppressed urges you may have on me until I don't have a single unbroken bone left?

Arch_Angel

😳 Y-you would? Um, wow… I… no one’s ever asked me that before.

Arch_Angel

Then again… I do have a really potent healing ability, I could bring you to an inch of your life and save you right before you perish for good… 

Arch_Angel

No, what a horrifying thought! I can’t believe I even said that aloud! Oh, you must be so scared of me now! 🥺

Arch_Angel

I don’t… want to be a destroyer like my mother and my sisters, even if it would be so easy. But I have these… urges sometimes.

Arch_Angel

…

Arch_Angel

Um, are you still there?

Love_Her_Strong

Sorry for taking so long to respond. I was trying to find a reaction image that adequately conveys how I'm feeling about you right now, but I simply can't do it. I swear to God, right now I'm blushing, sweating, shaking, heart pounding, and begging for you to use me to satisfy your own fucked up desires.

Love_Her_Strong

That "horrifying thought" has me more in-love than I have ever been in my entire life. I swear to God, I need you to come over here right now, girl!! 😳 🔥

Arch_Angel

😳😳😳 Oh my goodness, um, perhaps w-we should take this somewhere a little more private then… I wouldn’t want my sister to see me like that!

Mother_Lover

No, no please, do it in a public space where I have a good seat. It’s about time my sister got some action in her life. (You cannot see it but I am taking a sip of my blood wine)

Arch_Angel

No! Gross! B-but maybe if Kyle is okay with it…

Love_Her_Strong

Y-y-you want to subdue and dominate me in PUBLIC??

Love_Her_Strong

A-and how did you already know my name!?!?

Arch_Angel

Shall we take it public, mortal? I’d say choose wisely, it’ll be the last decision I let you make until I’m finished with you.

Arch_Angel

And if I can find your name in mere milliseconds, Mr. Kyle. Imagine how fast I could destroy your cock?

Kyle was laying in his bed, unable to look away from the ominous last message sent by Archimedi. He looked like a shy anime boy, terrified of talking to the new girl in school—a new girl who appeared to be omnipresent, no less. Blushing, shaking, panting, eyes wide, the whole nine yards. He was the most bottom bottom to ever bottom. If a confident top walked in right now, he'd crumble to dust.

“So, public it is, then?” Archimedi said, her nervous demeanor all but gone as she descended from the sky. What he once thought was a ceiling obscured by darkness was actually an infinitely tall room of the superheroine goddess’ making, one designed to make him feel even more small and helpless in her presence. He didn’t even register when she made the switch from his room to a replica of her making, but she didn’t give him enough time to think as she dived upon his bed like a hungry vulture, pinning both of his hands in just one of her. Archimedi’s knees were heavy as they laid atop his, painfully so, but he knew better than to yelp in pain yet. 

I’m holding back soooo much for you right now. Her mind invaded his with sultry words. To calculate it to a percentage would be so small It’d take you an eon to read out all the zeroes, but let’s be brief and say I’m using 0.000 […] 0001% of my power and let your imagination fill in the rest.

“Everyone’s watching us, I hope you know that…” she then said aloud, her breath already heavy with lust. “Any last words before I tear off all our clothes like an animal?”

As it turns out, Kyle wasn't at maximum sub panic yet. He was only at 50%.

Now he was at max panic. He try to wriggle away from her grip, his face turning beet red and his breathing turning into actual whimpering and crying. His dick was absolutely rock hard and begging to be ridden by force.

He couldn't even speak anymore. All he could do was look at her through wide, misty eyes, begging for her to claim him.

It was absurd. He couldn't move his arms a single nanometer despite her being about the same size, if not smaller. Not only that, Archimedi was just casually holding her hand in place as if he wasn't even there, which made him hyperventilate and cry.

If he were able to speak, he would only be able to whimper the words "mistress" and "mommy."

Archimedi’s devilish smile grew wider in tandem with Kyle’s erection. Her x-ray vision gave her a good idea of what she was up against, but the satisfaction of seeing him whimpering pathetically at the sight of her ogling his naked body was too good of a feeling to pass up. With her free hand, she ripped off his attire at such blindingly fast speeds that it seemed like a blur. He simply couldn’t perceive how fast she could move if she really wanted to, and with her speed and strength combined he’s lucky that she didn’t just eviscerate Kyle into atoms where he lay.

Stripping off his clothes revealed the pecs, biceps, and abs that he’d worked so hard to maintain over the years. He looked like a man who should be significantly stronger than her.

His naked cock throbs against the armored shorts of Archimedi’s super suit, desperate to reach the prize inside, even if the prize comes with unimaginable agony on top of it. The superheroine was always afraid of subjecting someone so squishy to her hydraulic press of a pussy. But not anymore. Now, she wanted to see Kyle writhe in agony as she crushed every bone in his pelvis, losing herself to the pleasure.

Another blur from Archimedi’s free hand and her supersuit vanished, unveiling her perfect naked body. The outside of her bare pussy felt no different from the toughness of her suit, a harbinger of the experience waiting for Kyle within.

But of course, if the mere moral wanted such pain, she was going to make him beg for it.

“C’mon, are you really so pathetic you’re going to let your cock get shredded by some unassuming girl’s pussy? If you really want all this pain, you’ll earn it. Beg for it. Pledge your eternal loyalty to me and me alone! I am your conqueror. I am your empress. I will reduce your world to fire and honey like my mother before me and you will like it, understand?”

Stripping Kyle naked unlocked something deep inside of him, something that revealed how fucked up and depraved he really was.

He remembered how to speak, but he didn't say "mommy" or "mistress." Instead, the only thing he said was the word "stop" over and over, with the word "no," sprinkled in for good measure. His tone increased in intensity while he thrashed uselessly against the iron grip of her feminine hand.

If he had any capacity for rational thought, he would’ve been worried that he’d scare her away with the sudden display of fear and misery. But he didn't. He just started screaming, crying, thrashing, kicking— revealing his true fantasy of being raped by a super girl, one he was powerless to do anything against. The fact that Archimedi was somehow live streaming their forced breeding session for the whole world to see only made the feeling more intense. 

Well... I suppose that it technically isn't rape, because I want it to happen. Kyle thought to himself. Hopefully she can tell that.

“Oh, so you don’t want this, then?” Archimedi exclaimed with a wild grin. “Well, too bad! Because I want this!” Of course, she could read his mind, but the kayfaeb was too enticing to play into.

She thrusted him inside of her, Kyle’s dick twisting in agony as it attempted to contort to her overwhelming crevice. Somehow, she held back just enough that his poor mortal cock wasn’t totally flattened, but it certainly hurt like hell. The pleasure and pain mixed together to create a unique cacophony of erotic euphoria, one only a goddess like Archimedi was capable of. His legs began to hurt more and more as she began to ride him, putting excess stress against his bones. Perhaps, she was letting one of those zeroes vanish from the percentage of her power, not caring if Kyle could keep up.

She pressed her smooth breasts up against his muscular pecs. Instantly, he felt a shortness of breath. Her creamy bosom effortlessly overpowered his solid muscle as she let yet another zero slip from her careful grasp. Kyle’s ribcage felt itself stressed to its limit.

“Fuck… you feel so good… I think you might be my favorite little fuckdoll. I already can’t wait to breed you again and again until all you know is sex and agony!” Archimedi confessed, drooling from the pleasure.

Kyle wanted to cum, badly, but she restricted him from doing so, the feeling of a venomous presence dulling his ability to cum. 

You don’t decide when this ends, I do. The voice reminded him.

Even though this was all completely consensual, it couldn't possibly look more different from the outside. To anyone tuning in, Kyle was being violently and brutally raped by a hot superhuman girl who was billions of times stronger, tougher, and faster than him. Her smooth and soft-looking crotch forced his cock inside a pussy of solid steel. Her round and soft-looking tits were almost crushing his ribs simply by leaning forward. Her slender and soft-looking hand was holding both of his arms in place with more strength than a steel vice. And her cute, curvy hips were moving up and down with the weight of a small mountain—one that always stops its powerful descent just before it becomes fatal.

Kyle gave her everything she wanted. He struggled with all of his might to escape until my face was purple, his arms were bulging, and he ran completely out of breath. Her smile only grew wider observing his struggle, mocking him. Enraged, he leaned forward and bit her left tit... but then stopped when that only made his teeth chip, bleed and nearly fall out. He then tried headbutting her, only to get a cracked skull for his efforts.

All the while, the cute and curvy little hottie continued to painfully hold him in place and ride him. He was completely unable to do anything against her divine strength.

Archimedi spent her time leisurely finishing a moan from the aftermath of Kyle’s chomp, her antennae shivering with pleasure as his passionate bite awakened something within her. She forced his mouth back onto her breast, making him bite down again with a similar ferocity, chasing the passion to diminishing returns as his mortal teeth shatter and bleed.

This only served to make her thrusts more aggressive, completely demolishing every bone foolish enough to exist within his pelvis. Only then, she allowed him to scream in agony, relishing in the pain that sounded like music to her ears—now that she knew it was completely consensual, of course. 

Archimedi hated to admit it, but she was starting to see why the rest of her family liked treating mortals like playthings.

She curled her toes, tearing claw marks of red down the skin of his legs. Every part of the heroine was a lethal weapon, just a poke from her finger could annihilate the entire solar system into stardust. If she squeezed too hard, she’d effortlessly collapse spacetime and create a black hole. Kyle was so fucking lucky she was the nice one, to put it bluntly.

“Cum for me! Cum for me, you pathetic little mortal! Give me your seed so I can create demigods to further my empire!”

Her passionate speech caused her to squeeze on Kyle’s hands a little too hard, completely crushing his wrists and leaving his hands twisted and contorted. 

Oh well, now at least both of my hands are free to do with you as I please.

Kyle’s bones were being smashed into splinters in several different places against her infinitely stronger body. The white-hot burning sensation was making his cry more out of pain than out of arousal. This was, admittedly, more pain than he was into. In fact, he’d be too horrified at all of the permanent disfiguring that she was doing to feel horny if it wasn't for the fact that she could heal him.

But Kyle knew what he signed up for.

The searing, white hot-pain put a slight damper on his hormones, but it's not nearly enough to make any real difference. When she commanded him to cum, crushing his wrists down to the width of a pencil, he came. Hard. Something inside of him knew that he had to. He had to give his Goddess everything that he had.

As soon as the strange blockage that his dick was facing went away, he clenched up. Kyle’s bleeding face contorted and became almost as crimson as the blood dripping out of his gums. His eyes clenched and his face scrunched up so hard that some blood begins to trickle out of his nose, all while pumping load after load after load into her superhuman pussy. Everything was blurry and strange. Only the sensations of pain and pleasure remained, as well as the innate need to give everything he had to his Goddess. His beautiful, powerful Goddess.

He then felt his dick vanish into nothingness as Archimedi unleashed one final orgasmic clench, screaming bloody murder and just barely holding back enough that she didn’t explode his brain from the volume. But she quieted down quickly afterwards, the soft pants of the heroine catching her breath afterward was all that remained.

And then, once Kyle opened his eyes, he saw the ceiling again. Everything was fixed. His body responded to his brain signals as if nothing was ever broken, and Archimedi was sitting on top of him, panting, her face delirious with pleasure as she rubbed a hand through her messy black hair to keep it out of her face. She casually rubbed his cock against her opening, but Kyle’s manhood was thoroughly asleep. It was quaint, in a way. Nostalgic even. It took her back to when she was just a small-time hero.

“Wow… holy shit… that was… amazing.” she said between breaths, falling off of her biggest fan and collapsing beside him. “Thank goodness you didn’t need a dick to live, I lost myself there so hard I used an entire 0.1% of my power in that final clench right there! Not even any zeroes between the one and the decimal point. God, I forgot how good it felt it let loose… even if it was just a fraction of a fraction of my true power.”

She ran a finger down Kyle’s abs, just kind of playing with him at this point after such a tremendous release. “Sometimes I wish I could build muscle like this, but I’ve yet to find something that really gives me a workout. Maybe someday I could come back even stronger. Heheh, could you imagine?”

Kyle’s brain was still in shock from his body being painfully ripped apart and his penis being compressed into nothing. Even after he was healed, those sensations of shock and pain took a few moments to properly fade away into the afterglow of the best sex he’s ever had. By the time Archimedi was finished talking, he couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous face with a beautiful, love-drunk smile.

"You're perfect the way you are," he declared, grabbing her by the shoulders and letting his hands explore their way down her fantastic curvy body. "Don't ever get rid of this body," he added, complimented with a little chuckle to let her know that she can do whatever she wants with her body and that he's only joking.

...Well, he was half joking.

"But damn, I'm glad that I volunteered to sleep with you," he continued with a sheepish smile and a blush. "It looks like you had a lot of feelings to let out, huh...?"

Archimedi giggled as Kyle rubbed his hands along her body, appreciating every curve and crease she had to offer. A sharp inhale escaped her lips as he touched her stinger, both because it’s erotically sensitive and dangerous. The superheroine recalled how a God had once pricked his finger on her stinger and the venom alone was enough to melt him from the inside out. But that wasn’t something she needed to worry him with.

“Yeah, I… guess I’ve been going through a lot. When your mom’s basically Genghis Khan on a multiversal level and you’re the only daughter of hers who finds that crazy and unethical, you tend to have a lot on your mind. But… for a moment there, you helped me forget that. I… I think I love you for that? That may be crazy to say since we literally just met, but… you are the nicest person I’ve ever had sex with, so…”

"You too," was all he had to say in response. "Nicest person I ever had sex with and hottest person I ever had sex with, and probably ever will..."