The Wet Dream
By Paul Smith (psmith_101@hotmail.com)
Caroline Everson had to sleep alone that night because Paul, her boyfriend, was out of the country on business. Caroline's sex drive is so great that she usually cannot resist masterbating before she goes to sleep. However, this night she decided to experiment by not frigging herself, just to see what would happen.
She lay on her front, her pert 80 inch chest keeping her head from touching the soft pillow. The thick duvet was draped across her muscular back, which heaved up and down as the muscle girl breathed in and out, fast asleep.
Then, she started to dream.
She dreamt that she was standing in front of her boyfriend and was about to make love to him. She began her forplay by rubbing her powerful hands up her totally naked body. Of course, in real life, Caroline was not naked - she was wearing a nightgown. Despite this, the dreaming supergirl recreated the movements from her dream.
First, she lightly pressed her hands against her muscular buttocks, easily pressing with enough force to obliterate the fabric between her fingertips and her awesome backside. Then, she ran her fingers towards the front of her torso, continuing to tear apart her nightgown without even feeling the resistance. As her fingers delicately brushed across her rippling abs, the back of her hand effortlessly plowed through the mattress that she was lying on, tearing it apart like it wasn't even there. Caroline continued to rub her fingertips up her unimaginably strong body, accidentally ripping apart both the mattress and her clothing as she went, until she encountered the base of her enormous breasts.
Then, she pushed her arms straight out in front of her, easily puncturing a hole straight through both the mattress and the metal underside of the bed. Next, she started to curl her muscular arms upwards to show off her huge biceps to the man in her dreams. In real life, this meant that she was casually pulling the bed apart like melted cheese. Of course, since Miss Everson possesses infinite strength, she can't even feel the puny resistance the foam, cloth and steel offers as it is torn apart like wet tissue.
Moments later, the upper half of the bed has been torn from the lower half by the awesome power of Caroline's muscles. She continues to curl this object upwards until it is pressed against her bust. Since in her dream there is nothing between her hands and her breasts except thin air, Caroline continues to pull her arms further back. Her strength is so vast that her arms do not even slow down as they compress the bed against her enormous chest.
Throughout this 'posing session', Caroline had been deliberately flexing her muscles to show off to her boyfriend. Now, as her arms reached the 90 degree mark, the peaks of her biceps started to become truly enormous. Their impossibly hard form unstoppably pressed into the potion of the bed that Caroline was accidentally curling. The steel was pushed aside just as easily as the cloth, such was the magnitude of Miss Everson's strength.
Throughout all this, Caroline's muscular arms continued to crush the upper half of the double bed against her huge bust. By now, the mattress had been crushed as far as it could without splitting apart, and Caroline's hands had started to engrave fingerprints into the 'tough' steel. Very soon, there was the sound of ripping fabric as Miss Everson's nipples began cutting their way into the mattress, totally oblivious to the thousands of kilograms of force they were so easily resisting. Soon, her jutting nipples were almost touching the steel plate that had once supported the bed. The only thing in between was a super-compressed layer of fabric. As Caroline continued her bicep curl, she casually exerted the thousands of tonnes of force required to literally crush the fabric out of existance!
Soon after that, her nipples punctured the steel plate at the base of mattress, her body so awesomely powerful that she was still unaware of the damage that she was unleashing. She continued to pull her muscle-packed arms upwards, forcing the mattress to split apart against her super-pert breasts. She continued her motion until the palms of her hands were flat against her exquistite breasts. In order to achieve this, her hands had completely obliterated all of the metal, cloth and padding that lay in between, exerting literally millions of tonnes of force in the process!
Caroline rubbed her hands over her vast boobs, continuing to rip apart the skimpy nightgown she wore, revealing more and more of her gorgeous physique. Now, the mood of her dream changed: she and Paul (her boyfriend) were past the forplay and were about to really start making love. Her vagina started to leak love juices in glee, soaking her nightgown and the bed underneath her crotch. In her dream, she slowly lowered her body on top of him, before gently sliding her cunt over his fully erect penis. In real-life, her cunt had accidentally pushed through the mattress, allowing a sturdy metal spring to penetrate her. It gently tickled against Caroline's sensitive cliterous, driving her wild with pleasure.
Caroline started to drive her pelvis up and down, ramming the spring in and out of her body, making her muscles spasm with excitement. Her muscular thighs pulled closer together, tearing through yet more of the bed like it wasn't even there. In her dream, she placed a hand behind Paul's back and easily lifted him from the ground. In real-life, she did the same with the remains of the bed, easily tearing apart the steel rivets that held the mattress to the floor. Then, still driving her pelvis back and forth, she walked forwards, straight through the concrete wall into the next room. The sheer force of the impact with the wall destroyed the mattress in Caroline's capable arms, but she was so intensely aroused that her labia was just as excited by the gentle movement of the cold air as it had been by the sharp metal spring rubbing against it.
She was in a gym, which happened to match what she was dreaming about. In her dream, she walked over to a bench press rack, lay on her back, and starting hoisting the 10 tonne barbells up and down whilst Paul sat on top of her, driving his penis in and out of her body. In real-life, she did the same, except she lay on the bench press that she had had specially made. The dumbells normally weighed 500 tonnes and were made of a super-dense alloy of duranium, lead and iron. The reason for the iron was to make the dumbbells magnetic. Caroline had had this set of weights made whilst she was going through a phase of trying to see if her body had limits - below the bench press was an electromagnet so incredibly powerful that it could, in effect, make the dumbell thousands, millions, billions or even trillions of times heavier! Caroline currently had it set to a 'mere' 1,000,000,000x amplification. So, as she pressed the 500 tonne mass up and down, she was effectively lifting 500 billion tonnes. Still, Caroline's strength is so vast that even though there was a 50,000,000,000x differential between what she thought she was lifting and what she actually was lifting, she still couldn't tell the difference.
As she continued to lift the impossibly heavy weight up and down, Caroline moaned orgasmically, her cunt being stimulated by the gentle movement of air across it.
"Ooohh Goddd!" she yelled, "Oh Paul! PAUL! YES PAUL! GOD YESS!!"
Her elbow accidentally knocked the dial controlling the electromagnet so that it pointed to 200,000,000,000,000x amplification - far more than the dumbell had been designed to take. The bench she lay on immediately gave way, unable to support the quadrillion tonnes of force that Caroline was holding aloft so easily. The huge weights at either end of the massive weight rapidly twisted downwards, almost as if they were melting. The super-strong duranium alloy stretched apart like treacle until the huge weight fell freely. It rapidly accelerated to thousands of miles per hour before slamming into Caroline's huge breasts. Despite the fact that her breasts were being crushed with 50 quadrillion tonnes of force, they still did not give in the slightest - it was as if they were made of stone. The other end of the dumbell stretched off the bar and slammed on top of the first, doubling the pressure to 100,000,000,000,000,000 tonnes! Caroline was now holding just the metal rod above her head - even that was beginning to droop in the middle, thanks to its new-found 200,000,000,000 tonne weight!
However, Caroline was so wrapped up in her dream that she failed to notice the huge increase in weight, and she continued to lift the bar up and down above her head. Once again, she knocked the dial controlling the electromagnet, this time pushing it all the way up to 10,000,000,000,000,000x amplification.
"Oh YES! YESS! YEESSS!! YESSSS!!!" she screamed as the now 5,000,000,000,000,000,000 tonne dumbell oozed off her mammoth chest, unable to support it's own weight. It appeared to run like water, draining from her superhuman physique under the fantastic force being imposed on it. Despite the billions of billions of tonnes of pressure on her breasts, they still did not give in the slightest.
Caroline continued to lift the oozing remains of the dumbell up and down, and again knocked the electromagnet control switch, this time setting it to 50,000,000,000,000,000,000x! This was far, far more than even this massively powerful magnet could cope with. The remains of the dumbells rapidly flooded off her body, now pressing down with 25 billion trillion tonnes. The electromagnet began pulling itself apart, even though it only contained a very small amount of iron impurities.
Suddenly, the electromagnet (which basically took the form of a three foot thick metal panel on the floor) folded upwards like a blanket, wrapping itself around Caroline to get as close as it could to the horribly distorted remains of the dumbell. As the metre-thick duranium folded around her body, it knocked the control panel once again, setting it to 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000x, meaning that Miss Everson was now being crushed with almost a trillion quadrillion tonnes of brute force. Again, she could not register the unbelievable pressure, and instead revelled in the 'delicate' touch she could feel against her highly excited labia.
Unstoppably, uncontrollably, Caroline finally came.
"YESS! GOD PAUL, YYEEEESSSSS!!! YES! YESS! YESSSSSSSS!!!!" she yelled. The sheer volume of her voice was enough to blow apart the foot-thick duranium that was wrapped around her head.
Her cunt blasted love juices with such force that the duranium was shredded like moist taffy. Her cunt catapulted her boiling hot cum at a million mph, instantly blasting through the roof and out into the night sky. Several countries tracked the stream by radar because they believed it to be a high-speed UFO, and several people later claimed to have seen a shooting star that night, but the odd thing was that they said it went from the ground up, rather than the other way around.
After several minutes of unadultarated bliss, Caroline's climax eventually came to a halt. She woke up, yawned (accidentally tearing apart the remains of the electromagnet that enveloped her) and wiped her eyes.
"I guess this is what happens when I try to contain my sexual appetite!" she joked whilst surveying the damage her uncontrolled passion had caused.
THE END
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