Laura 5

I was incredibly confused, both scared and aroused, as Laura confronted me in my own home, standing close to me with my back against the wall. I started to murmur, "Laura, no!" but my words were cut off as she pressed into me with her breasts. She was putting her weight behind it and I was actually trapped against the wall. I had to grab at her breasts to try to give me enough space to breathe.

"Look, no hands!" she chuckled as she stood there hands on hips, using just her weight and strength to keep me pinned against the wall with nothing other than her incredible breasts.

"Now I can see why you didn't want to try a return match," she teased. "This one's over before it began."

She took a step back and took hold of me under my armpits, lifting me off the floor and sliding me up against the wall. She stepped back in wedging the bulge in my pants in her cleavage.

"Would you get embarrassed if you came in your pants?" she taunted. I tried briefly to extricate myself but recognized the futility. "A big strong girl needs nice strong chest muscles to support tits like these. Feel me flex them."

Laura started to quickly, rhythmically flex her pecs, tightening the squeeze of her breasts as they moved up and down on my bulge. "I can hold you off the floor a long time, though I don't think that will be necessary," she said.

Accurate in her prediction, I shot my load in my pants before it seemed she'd even gotten warmed up. The sight of her bulging arms and feel of her large firm breasts overwhelmed me. She continued to hold me off the ground, regarding the large growing wet spot on my pants with mischievous amusement.

"Better get those off before the stain becomes permanent," she chuckled, letting me slide down till my feet touched the marble floor.

"Damn it, Laura! Are you fucking crazy? Why don't you get the hell out of here!"

"Oh come on, don't pretend to be angry. Like you didn't like that. Christ, I bet you haven't come in your pants since you were a teenager. You can try to protest all you want, but the only thing that's really bothering you is that you got so damned excited you lost control. Or more accurately, what's bothering you is that I got you so excited and I was in control and you couldn't stop me when I decided to play with you and make you cum." Laura emphasized the word "I" each time she said it.

I walked down the hallway to my bedroom to change out of the pants. There was no way I was walking around with that big dark stain prominently displayed in just the wrong place. I could hear Laura's footsteps following me. "Didn't I suggest you leave," I said, spinning to face her.

"Oh, I just got here and besides it's been so long since I saw you and you saw me." She shoved me back on the bed yanking my loafers and socks off. My attempt to fend her off was met with a short stiff straight arm that smashed me back onto the mattress.

She pounced on top of me straddling my chest, the 70 pounds that she'd gained making a powerful impact. Spinning around and planting her ass on my chest she made quick work of stripping my pants and underwear off.

"My god, what a mess! When was the last time you had sex? Looks like you've been storing it up," she snickered. She flipped back around facing me and pinned my hands over my head against the headboard, using just one hand.

"Remember when I used to try to wrestle you like this and I couldn't get you down no matter how hard I tried?" she beamed. "And now I can hold you down with just one hand, and even that's a snap. Mmmmm, just look at the size of that thing!" Laura flexed her free arm and admired its massive size.

"Better get the rest of your clothes off," she said. "You want me rip your shirt off or you going to take care of it yourself?"

"Laura, I think those meds are affecting more than your body," I protested.

She hopped off me and the bed and grabbing a corner of the mattress with one hand lifted it up off the frame onto its side, dumping me off and onto the floor. She stood over me, legs spread apart, hands on hips. "Strip now, boy, or you'll see me really start tossing things around here."

I hurriedly took off my remaining clothes as she repositioned the mattress on the bed. She motioned for me to stand in front of her. She flexed her right arm. "Put your hands around it. Feel how big and hard the muscle is." I did as ordered, astonished that my hands couldn't fit all the way around, astonished at the rock hardness of the muscle under the soft silky skin.

"Okay, now I want you to hold on tight and lift your feet up off the rug." Again, I did as ordered, bending at the knees until my shins were parallel with the floor. Laura was holding my whole body off the ground using just one arm! "Imagine how strong I'd be right now if I'd swallowed your load instead of letting you waste it in your pants!"

"I don't think you need to be any stronger," I said.

"Thanks for the suggestion, but I'll decide what I want, she replied. "And right now I want you to work your magic on my nipples. Put your feet back down." I stood on the floor again and let go of her arm. Laura's nipples were already erect. "Look at that. Just about at mouth level. You know what to do."

I shook my head no. "I'm not into becoming your little boy toy."

Laura smiled, seemingly amused by my impudence. SMACK! She whipped her breasts across my face, knocking me to the floor. The force of the blow made me woozy.

"I'd have thought that you'd look at how big and strong I've become and realize that it's in your best interests to cater to my whims," she declared. "Maybe you're not as smart as I thought." She grabbed me with one hand under my jaw and lifted me straight off the floor, all the way up until she was holding me aloft with just one arm.

"I took six of the magic pills this morning," she said. "There's no telling what six times the normal dosage might do when it interacts with your juice." She walked us over to the wall, holding me up under the armpits. My cock was right in front of her face. "I've always been real good at sucking your cock," she grinned. "Even if you did just come in your pants."

"Laura, don't!"

"Oh come on, lover boy. Just look at these arms holding you up so high. Look at how the muscles swell. Aren't they big? Don't I feel really strong? Come on, boy, admit it. It's a turn on for you, just like it's a turn on for me. You like Laura with big boobs and big biceps and oh so tall and oh so strong and sexy."

Damned if I didn't start getting hard, even though I knew an erection could prove perilous to my health and well-being!

"Well, look at that. Right before my eyes. Literally I might add. I do think we have all the proof we need that the new Laura is one powerful turn on for you. And just think of all the fun we can have. You'll never tire me out. I can pretty much guarantee that. And when you get all hot and want to fuck me hard, well boy, ram that boner as hard as you want. You ain't gonna do any damage to this hard hot bod. Oh, and just imagine doing me doggy style, ramming me as hard as you can while you reach around and play with these perfect tits. Why look at you! You're ready to cum already!"

Laura slid her lips over the head of my cock, slithering her tongue in a tight rapid circle. She started to suck and I exploded in less than ten seconds. She sucked hungrily, extracting every drop of semen from me.

She swallowed and threw her head back. She seemed dizzy for a moment. She lost her grip on me and I fell to the floor. I looked up at her and she seemed to be having some kind of seizure. She closed her eyes tight and clenched her fists. Her whole body shook for several seconds. Her skin turned bright red as if she had a sunburn. She groaned and doubled over.

"Laura! Laura! Are you all right?"

She started to roar as she straightened up. Her eyes opened and she looked up at the ceiling raising her arms up triumphantly. "OHHHH YESSSSSSSSS!" she shouted. "YES FUCKING YES!!!!!!" Her skin color and breathing returned to normal. "Stand up," she motioned.

I got to my feet and looked up at her and the realization struck me—Laura had just grown at least four inches! She had to be over six feet six! She looked at both of her arms and then looked me in the eyes.

"Shall I flex them or are you afraid you'll wet yourself?" she chuckled. Not waiting for my answer, she slowly raised her arms out to the sides and began to cock her elbows. She clenched her fists and raised her hands up. Her biceps began to swell and kept growing, a rock hard mass expanding ever faster. I gasped as her muscles went far beyond what I thought any woman, no any person, was capable of.

"And you thought eighteen and a quarter was big," she laughed.

She swatted me aside and headed for the bathroom. She re-emerged a few seconds later, holding my scale. "Damn thing broke when I stepped on it," she complained. "Guess that means I'm over 300. Maybe I should play pro football!" She twisted the metal scale, folding it in half like it was a piece of cardboard. She whipped it aside, impaling it into the wall.

"Christ, Laura! What are you doing? Don't go breaking everything!"

She glared at me. "I can break things. Or I could break you." She punched her fist through the solid oak bedroom door, splintering the wood.

"All right. That's enough. Look, Laura, I can see what those meds are doing to you and I don't like what I see. You're going to have to leave." I was trying to sound as stern as I could.

She stood right in front of me, staring down at me. "You are not the only source of semen on this planet, my friend. I don't need you and you know that. I was hoping we could get back together and it's just pissing me off the way you're reacting. It just so happens that now when I get pissed off I can be a helluva lot more physical about it."

"Then get the fuck out of here and go suck somebody else's cock, you freaky cunt."

I could see the incendiary anger burning in her eyes even though she wasn't' saying anything. Maybe I'd stepped over the line with what I'd just said, but I couldn't put the world on rewind.

"A goodbye hug for good luck then," she said.

Laura took a step forward and spread her arms wide. I was wary, but I just wanted her to leave so I stepped into her waiting embrace.

Laura instantly wrapped her arms around me and lifted me off the floor. "Remember the last time I had you in a bearhug, sweetie? Remember how bad I had you? Remember how you begged me to stop? If I was too strong for you then, then how bad is it going to be for you now? You fucking prick!"

Laura began to slowly squeeze harder and harder, letting me feel the pressure mount and mount. I passed from extreme discomfort to excruciating pain in seconds. Not only could I not breathe, it felt like my lungs were collapsing. Her enormous arms bulged ominously. Her firm breasts dug into my weaker frame.

"Laura, please! No! You're killing me!" I gasped.

"Yes, I believe I am."

She kicked open the bedroom door, carrying me out to the railing on the second floor landing overlooking the marble foyer below. She squeezed hard again and I felt several ribs crack.

"AAAAAIEEEEEE!!!!!!" I screamed, in total agony.

"Don't pass out on me, you little shit. I'm not through with you." Laura kicked out, demolishing the railing and sending splinters of wood flying in all directions.

"It'll be faster if we skip the stairs and just jump," she sneered. She stepped to the landing's edge and then dove forward, my body underneath hers. She released her arms as we fell the twelve feet to the foyer.

I smashed into the marble floor first, my back taking the full brunt of the impact. Laura's 300 plus pound body pulverized me a nanosecond after impact, flattening me like a pancake.

I knew I was close to dying. I was quite sure I was paralyzed by the fall. I could not move. I could only feel an overwhelming pain sucking the life force out of me. In my near coma state I could vaguely make out that the fall hadn't hurt Laura in the slightest. She pulled herself up and sat astride my chest, her pussy inches from my face.

"Since you chose to call me a cunt, it seems appropriate that the last thing you'll ever remember seeing is my cunt while I smother you. Which would you prefer? Death by asphyxiation or having your neck snapped by the thighs?" She grabbed my hair and pulled my head up as she encircled my skull with her huge thighs.

I could not answer. I could not protest. I could not do anything but pray.

I felt enormous pressure on the sides of my head and the back of my neck as my mouth was completely engulfed by her pussy. My eyelids fluttered as I gagged. There was blinding pain and a flash of electric white light. Then all went black. End of the world black.