When the infection struck, it transformed most of the world’s population into musclebound monsters bent on destruction. But for Brooklyn, the infection transformed her into a muscular giantess, without stealing her humanity.
And when she stumbles across a man being chased by one of the infected, she knows she has to save him. After a brief and fierce battle, the infected monster is demolished by her massive muscles and is left lying defeated and emasculated in the ruins of a building.
But things aren’t so simple with the man she saved. He’s the sexiest man she’s seen in years, and every fiber of her being is telling her to rip off his clothing and take him. Her need is relentless, and before the night is over, she’s going to make him submit and worship her bulging muscles. He’s going to learn what it is to be claimed by a muscular goddess.
Robert grinned, becoming slightly red-faced. “Before all this, I did have a thing for… uhh… bigger women.”
“Bigger women?” She arched an eyebrow. “Like fat chicks?”
He laughed nervously. “No, like bodybuilders. Nothing ever came of it, but I did appreciate a strong woman. And you’re the strongest I’ve ever seen.”
The ache was returning at his words, but more controlled, more measured. The desire to fuck his brains out was back, but it was her need, not the infection’s. “You like strong women?”
“I love them.” There was a quaver of excitement in his voice now.
She couldn’t believe how turned on he seemed. And this whole time, she was afraid no man would ever be attracted to her again, her body more powerfully muscled than any man on the planet. But he was almost shaking as he stared at her arms. “Do you want to touch them?” There was a hint of sensuality to her words as she spoke.
He reached out, running his fingertips over her protruding triceps, following the line between it and her melon sized bicep. He shuddered at the touch.
She glanced down, seeing a familiar bulge in his pants. The sight of it sent a shiver down her spine, adrenaline pumping through her veins. She wanted his cock so badly. She needed to see it.
He leaned back with a shudder as she reached down, tugging his zipper down between two fingertips. The button opened next, and then she slipped her hand into his underwear, her hand wrapping around his stiff cock. The skin was so warm against her palm, so sexy.
“Fuck.” He groaned, leaning further back.
Brooklyn had never been one to be in charge during sex. Many of her past boyfriends had been dominant, occasionally giving her playful spankings, but now she had the unfamiliar and overpowering urge to dominate Robert. To make him submit to her superior muscles. He belonged to her from now on.
“Are you hard from staring at my big muscles,” she purred.
Robert groaned, his breathing fast and shallow.
“Do you know how weak you are? I could do anything I wanted to you.” Her power over him was ratcheting up her excitement, lust flowing through her veins. She started to stroke his hard shaft, his cock engulfed by her huge hand. “I could crush you and there’s nothing you could do to stop me.”
“Unhh…” Robert gasped, closing his eyes. “You’re so strong and muscular.”
“Admit it, you liked it when I overpowered you before.” She continued to tug on his cock, her hand languidly rubbing his shaft. His cock quivered in her grip as she expertly kneaded it. “You just got scared, didn’t you?
When he didn’t respond with anymore than a moan of pleasure, she continued, a grin plastered on her face. “Did you get hard watching me beat up that infected? Did your little cock get all hard and swollen? Did you get excited when I emasculated that huge, muscular infected man?”
“Maybe a little bit,” he murmured.
“Maybe?” she squeezed his cock hard enough to make him squirm. “I bet you almost spurted in your pants.”