Then, in the opposite direction, a car approached. Charlotte looked in the window at the driver. She liked what she saw. Deciding she wanted to shag that man, she kicked one of its wheels as it passed, bursting a tyre. As the car slowed, Miss Powers stopped running in the opposite direction. She turned around as the car came to a halt. She jogged over to where the car had stopped.

"What's the problem?" she asked, erotically swishing her hair over her shoulder.

Looking at Charlotte's body, the man's eyes widened. He wound his window down.

"B-blown tyre, I think," he replied, "and I don't have a jack either."

"I'll see what I can do."

The man looked puzzled. He stepped out of the car and got the tyre out the trunk.

"I can't see how you can help. You don't seem to have a jack on you."

"No need."

At this, Miss Powers slipped a finger underneath the car. Then, with the upmost ease, she gently lifted the rear of the car completely off the ground, using only one finger. The man's jaw dropped.

"What the?"

"I'm stronger than I look - and I hope you'll agree, I look unbelievably strong."

Charlotte proceeded to undo the bolts that held the existing wheel on and then delicately slipped the tyre off. Next, she picked up the replacement tyre and fixed that in position. As she tightened the bolts, she screwed them a little too far and the metal started to twist. Alerted by the noise the iron made as it was distorted by her fingertips, Miss Powers loosened her grip. Finally, she let the back of the car drop like it weighed nothing and said:

"See. Easy."

The man had said nothing throughout the process, he had just stood their eyes wide, watching this incredibly well-built woman do seemingly impossible feats of strength with just her fingertips.

"H-How come?"

"This body of mine ain't just for show." she breathed, sensually making her biceps bulge.

The man was clearly excited by this. His penis created a lump in her trousers.

"Would you like to have sex?" asked Charlotte bluntly.

The man would clearly have loved to, but he said:

"No. I'm sorry, but I can't. I am married to the most beautiful woman in the world, and I don't want to loose her."

Charlotte was clearly used to getting what she wanted, because she clenched her fist in anger, crinkling the wheel she still held in her grip. Seeing his chance, the man said:

"I need to go to the toilet, excuse me."

At this is walked, rather hastily, into some bushes.

Whilst his back was turned Charlotte hatched a cunning plan. She ran round to the front of the man's car and grasped the bumper tightly, being careful not to dent it. Then, she raised her arm upwards, lifting the front of the car clean off the ground. Soon, she had lifted the front enough for the back to slide forwards. When her arm was high above her head, the car was completely off the ground, suspended by only one of Charlotte Powers's thick, muscular arms. Then, with her free hand, Charlotte reached out and ripped a hole in the bottom of the car, revealing its engine. Next, the curvecious young body-builder rested the vehicle vertically against a tree. Then, with the upmost ease, she reached out and casually crushed the engine into a small ball of crumpled metal. She exerted so much force that this only took about half a second - she hadn't even flinched as the iron buckled. Throwing aside the crushed engine, Charlotte carried the car back to its original position and gently placed it where it had been before she had 'operated' on it. All looked as it had done before.

It was at this moment the man returned, completely unaware of what Charlotte had done. He thanked her for her time and sat in the car. He took one last, longing glance at Miss Powers before turning the ignition. Nothing happened. Looking puzzled, the man turned to Charlotte and said:

"Must be out of gas. Could you possibly, er, do your stuff?" he said.

"Certainly," said Charlotte, trying not to laugh.

She returned to the front of the car and grasped it's front grill. The metal buckled in her iron grip. The man winced as his car was destroyed.

"Sorry," she said, "sometimes I don't know my own strength."

"No, that's alright," said the man, when clearly it wasn't.

Miss Powers easily lifted the front wheels from the ground and pulled the car along. She didn't even realise that the handbrake was on. The man stepped out of the car and walked alongside Charlotte. He looked at her fantastic physique. Her muscles bulged and flexed in time to her motion. Her gigantic tits swelled and contracted as she breathed in and out. He couldn't help but visualize her naked. His dick grew once more. Trying to calm himself down, he said:

"So, what's your name?"

"Charlotte. And yours?"

"Robert. Pleased to meet you."

'VERY pleased' he thought.

"Me too." the muscle-lady replied.

'More than you could possibly imagine' she thought.

"I ask you again; would you like to have sex?" repeated Charlotte, looking Robert in the eye and licking her lips.

Looking at the female powerhouse beside him, Robert couldn't help but imagine how wonderful sex with such an athletic wonder woman must be. He could resist no longer.

"Yes!" he said.

Charlotte dropped the car and stopped walking.

"Really?" she said, clearly surprised.

There was no going back now.

"Absolutely!" repeated Robert.

Miss Powers's breasts started to swell just at the thought of it. She relaxed, leaning against the car's bonnet. As she rested her entire bodyweight against the metal, the bonnet started to give, buckling under the immense weight of her muscles.

Watching Charlotte's solid buttocks mold an imprint into his car's bodywork, Robert could do nothing more than stare, open mouthed at her beautiful physique. She lay back on the car's bonnet and spread her legs sensually, all the time her muscular figure crushing the vehicle beneath her. Her breasts started to grow visibly beneath her clothing as she became more excited, making her top appear to tighten. Then, there was a slow ripping sound as her bust tore through her soaked sports top. As her large, firm breasts were revealed to Robert for the first time, he started to unzip his trousers. Miss Powers ripped the remaining shards of fabric from her rippling body, allowing Robert to witness the full glory of her sensational chest. As his jeans fell to the floor, his erect penis was startlingly obvious through his pants. Miss Powers widened her legs some more, tearing the jeans that covered her cunt. As the denim slipped from her body, her buttocks tensed in excitement, mangling the metal they rested on. Her immense physique had now torn through the bonnet and was resting against the car's chassis. Her breasts had doubled in size so that they were as large as beachballs. As she stood up they pressed against Robert's face. He caressed them, chewing on their nipples. They were hard, digging into his tongue. Charlotte sucked her breath in sharply as he rubbed his tongue over them, making her clench her fists compulsively, crushing the car's wing-mirrors instantly. She didn't even notice.

Miss Powers was now standing, her legs forced through the bottom of the car, and groaning loudly. She crouched down and grabbed the chassed around her legs. Then, with the upmost of ease, ripped the front of the car clean in half and walked out from the car. Robert had gone past caring - it was worth loosing his car to allow him to fuck this real-life superwoman.

Charlotte turned around and walked towards the car from the side. Her body was soon pressed against its sides, her breasts crushing an imprint into the metal. She continued to power her way forwards, making the car slide sideways across the road and into some woodland. Miss Powers continued until the car was pressed up against the tree. She continued a bit too far, making the sides of the car bend, and making the vehicle begin to wrap around the tree. The iron made a tremendous amount of noise as she mangled it with her over-powering body. She took a step back, turned to look you in the eyes for a brief moment, then reached out and grabbed your car's roof. With ease she tears it from it's supported and holds it in front of her. Next, she rams it against her head like a mad-woman, denting the metal like foil. After she has done this, she rips the steel sheet in half like a piece of damp paper. She turns to Robert and pants:

"Take me now!"

Robert strides up to her and drops his pants, allowing his penis to spring skyward. Excited by this, Charlotte shivers with pleasure; her buttocks pressing so hard against the car door that it begins to give, bulging inwards where her hard, muscley buns rub against it. Miss Powers reaches forwards and rips Robert's clothing from his body. Seeing his body, the most muscular woman in the world shook violently, crushing the car against the tree without even noticing. Robert takes a step forwards, reaching out and touching Charlotte's swollen chest. She starts to breath irregularly, her body nearing climax. She crouches down and digs her hands into the side of the tree, splintering the wood with ease. Robert touches her moist, naked vagina, making her stand erect compulsively, ripping the tree from it's roots without even noticing. As Miss Power's supports the full weight of the tree her muscles bulge, defining themselves like never before, making her buttocks become incredibly pronounced. She throws the tree aside like a rag doll, her immense biceps hardening for a moment as she accelerate the huge tree like it were a twig. Her body still shaking, Charlotte Powers reaches out, grasps Robert's body, lifts him from the ground, and presses him against her physique, sliding his penis deep inside her.

Charlotte starts to orgasm as she feels Robert's erect penis inside her, making her muscles ripple rythmically. She slams her hand down against a lamp-post, making it bend over, her mighty hand ripping through the metal like it wasn't there. As her cunt rubs over his dick, Robert's joins her in climax, pressing his body against her defined curves. Her breasts are larger than his head, and she is much taller than he is, meaning that he is severel feet from the ground, supported only by one of Miss Power's strong arms.

As her climax draws to a close she slams her hand down upon a sign post, crushing the pole into the ground, the steel bending and twisting loudly as her fist presses it downwards. She can't even feel the slightest resistance.

Soon, she has relaxed enough to place Robert on the ground. He looks up at her, she looks down at him. Without speaking the couple engage in a long, loving kiss, during which Charlotte gets so excited that she accidentally turns a tree to splinters by flexing her strong buttocks.