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You Could’ve Had Super Snu Snu…

Written by: SteeleBlazer

I’m Superman the most powerful man in the whole wide world… And as Superman, I’ve been in a lot of tight situations, but believe me when I tell you I’ve never been in one tighter than right now. And crazy as this sounds just remember It’s not hyperbole when I tell you about Lois’s huge hardbody…

It was in Lois’s apartment, where I found myself in that situation that defied all my expectations, a moment that shattered my confidence and left me grappling with a reality I never deemed possible. I, Superman, the Man of Steel, was truly caught between a rock and a hard place ensnared within Lois Lane's unyielding headlock. It was the tightest of all situations with my head caught trapped between her big brawny bicep and her dense muscular forearm.

The veins on Lois's arms popped as she tightened the headlock around my neck. Her bulging biceps strained against my nigh invulnerable body as she flexed her tremendous muscles. And as invulnerable as I believed myself to be, waves of pain shot through my head as her iron grip cut off the circulation to my brain. I’d say this was rather unthinkable, but due to the pain of her headlock, I really couldn’t think.

I struggled feebly in her hold, but her mighty muscles didn't budge, but they certainly did bulge and swell with impossible power and might. Lois's unbelievable strength completely overpowered me. I couldn’t believe it, I was Superman, the supposed Man of Steel, and yet I felt like putty in her grasp. And my neck felt like a skinny twig and her arms felt like massive oaks, and I felt like my neck might snap at any second. How could this be happening, and just how did I get in this situation?

It all began when Lois invited me over to her apartment, and boy o’ boy was I ever in for a big surprise. She greeted me wearing a tiny little lingerie outfit, but that wasn’t the big surprise, the big surprise were the big muscles that she was suddenly sporting. In fact big is way too small of a word to describe those muscles of hers, massive, or mammoth or perhaps even mighty would be more fitting, and boy o’ boy did that outfit fit her muscular body so well.

I was shocked, but what was even more shocking was she took me by those burly arms of hers and wrapped me in a powerful embrace and gave me a great big kiss… In fact big might once again be inadequate to describe that kiss… Her arms squeezed me tight, her lips locked onto mine with steely passion, and I’ve never felt such passion, it left breathless and dizzy… And I don’t mean that figuratively, as once she let me go, I couldn’t help but stumble and wobbly a bit as if I was drunk on Lois’s love.

She just smiled and gave her eyebrows a sexy little dance, and then Lois gave me a truly breathless sight, flexing her formidable muscles, a sight that had shocked and startled me… But, also aroused me…  How did she acquire such immense muscles? I couldn't fathom it. The sinewy bulges of her arms were awe-inspiring, and she flaunted her newfound strength with a sense of triumph. Part of me was impressed, but a larger part—my ego—brushed it off, merely because I felt a little belittled what with Lois having bigger muscles than me now.  Still why should I care if Lois has bigger muscles, I was Superman, after all. Who could rival my strength?

Amidst her flexing display, she asked me if I thought she was beautiful and she was so and so much more. I told so, I said to her, “Lois you’re the most beautiful person in the world to me,” and she gave me a sly little smile and a great big booming flex and responded to me saying, “Only the most beautiful?”

“You’re certainly also one of the most muscular now…” I reassured her, and she blushed a hue that almost matched the color of her pink lingerie.

She then grabbed me up again in those great big gargantuan arms of hers and kissed me so lustily that I felt my manhood straining not just against my trunks, but also her steely abdominals. What’s more I also felt that intense and impossible crushing power of her arms as once more that kiss and embrace left me dizzy and breathless.

And breathlessly in a sensual whisper Lois whispered in my ear, “How about some super snu snu?” she asked me.

“What?!” I gasped out, confused as to just what this snu snu was, but also a bit confused at just how strong and sturdy Lois felt as she held me in her arms.

“Snu snu, it means sex, but with a muscular woman… its bed breaking, hip aching good times, so how about it?” Lois asked in seductive purr.

“Lois, I can’t have sex with you.” I told her, maybe a little too matter of factly and maybe not as tactfully as a gentleman could have. But, sometimes I’m not a gentleman, I’m Superman… And the fact is, if I had sex with Lois, someone could get hurt… Little did I know refusing would also result in someone getting hurt and I don’t mean their feelings...

With how delicately I dropped the bad news on Lois, she just as easily and quickly dropped me as well, and like a lead weight I hit the floor with a thud. Lucky for me I’m Superman so the only harm to me was to my ego, as I had to stand back up on my feet. Looking up and upon Lois, she looked even bigger and more intimidating from this vantage point, but I have gone toe to toe with the most dangerous super villains in the universe, so surely I didn’t have anything to worry about dealing with Lois… Apart from maybe her hurt feelings.

I was wrong…

And each squeeze she now gives me as I’m trapped helpless and hapless in this headlock, I’m the one being hurt, and I’m also reminded of my own arrogance and hubris, and I’m really wishing I wouldn’t have been so quick to rebuff Lois and her advances… Because those buff beefy muscles of hers really are teaching me a lesson in humility… Not to mention I’ve never felt so humiliated in my entire life.

The humiliation burned worse than the pain, but the pain burned really intense as well… How could I the mighty Superman, the greatest hero on Earth, be so easily defeated? By Lois Lane of all people! But there was no denying her amazing physique and power. Her huge muscles were proving to be far mighty than my own super strength and she was holding me helpless as I was starting to drift off and fade between consciousness.

At first I told myself I wasn’t really trying to escape, that I didn’t want to hurt her… But, trust me I needn’t have been so concerned about hurting her and her feelings, as now I’m the one hurting thanks to her squeezing my head and crushing my head in this impossibly painful and inescapable headlock I’ve tried, and I’ve tried, and I just can’t overpower Lois.

Who could have thought this was possible…

And who could have thought that I would only further make matters worse with Lois. Because as I stood up and straightened out my super suit, I saw her giving me the look, complete with those burly arms of hers crossed across her chest.

“And just why can’t you have sex with me?” she asked.

“Because, I’d hurt you,” I sighed hoping she’d understand.

And by the way she laughed, I thought she truly had understood, but instead she said, “Is that all, you don’t have to worry about that. I’m strong now.”

And now it was my turn to laugh, and I agreed with her, but I had to damper her enthusiasm, “Yes, but Lois next to me you’re still weak and fragile,” I said to her.

“Is that so, well how about we arm wrestle and find out just who has the more super muscles?” Lois said to me sternly while flexing and raising her eyebrow in challenge.

And what did I do? I tell you I should have just accepted that challenge of hers, and I wouldn’t be in this fine mess I’m in… But, I just laughed it off, because as intimidating as what those muscles were, she was just a human, a mere woman, and I was Superman. I chuckled, brushing off her provocation with what I thought was a playful manner and not me putting on an air of superiority. Yet, unbeknownst to me, that laughter ignited a spark of defiance within her. Suddenly, I found myself ensnared in her clutches, her well-muscled arm wrapped tightly around my neck, squeezing, choking.

Panic coursed through me as I struggled, feeling her muscles pulsating with power, throbbing veins marking her skin. How had I underestimated her? I tried to resist her, and yet all my efforts proved feeble, I redoubled my efforts and still my own great strength yielded to hers. And soon I was struggling with all my great superhuman might and it still wasn’t enough to free me from the embrace of her mighty female muscles. The humiliation was acute, the realization that her strength surpassed mine, leaving me floundering in confusion. My breaths grew shallow, the pressure mounting, my vision beginning to blur.

This really couldn’t be happening

I managed to gasp out, "Kryptonite?"

Lois's triumphant laughter filled the air as she tightened her grip, denying my feeble inquiry. "Nope, MIGHTY FEMALE MUSCLES."

Lois let out another laugh of triumph. "What was that about you not wanting to hurt me?" she sneered. I wanted to protest, to fight back, but I couldn't move. She was just too damn strong and as I tried to speak and reason with her, she squeezed that mighty bicep of hers and crushed my ailing neck, making me choke on my words both past and present.

My vision blurred as darkness closed in. Before passing out, my last thoughts were of Lois's huge biceps flexing relentlessly, squeezing the life the out of me, and those mighty female muscles of hers making me feel weaker than Kryptonite.

She wasn’t done taunting me, "You could have had super snu snu superman!”

And she squeezed me again over and over, each squeeze taunting me, mocking me, belittling me, and above all painfully crushing me. And serving to remind me of her great strength and my own foolish hubris.

“You could be feeling how nice and pleasurable these muscles are, instead of how painful they can be. And before I choke you out, I want you to remember that you could have had so much pleasure instead of this pain, you could have had super snu snu. But, now you’re choked and cucked and maybe when you wake up I’ll let you kiss my biceps and beg for my forgiveness.

I tried to apologize, to tell her I was sorry, and that I’d never doubt her again. But, I couldn’t… Not because I was being vain, but because every time I tried to speak, she squeezed and strangled my soft neck with those strong steely arms of hers. And all I could do grunt and cough as she really clamped down that strangling hold of hers.

Her strength was overwhelming, and she mocked me one last time asking me, “Whose weak and fragile now?”

I couldn’t answer her if I wanted, but she didn’t care, I could hear her laughter echoing in my ears as darkness encroached, and I succumbed to unconsciousness.

In that vulnerable moment, as I lost my battle against her strength, I learned a lesson—one that shattered my illusion of invincibility. Lois, the woman I loved, possessed a strength that defied my expectations, and my arrogance was no match for her mighty female muscles…

And I should have just shut my foolish little mouth and accepted her offer of super snu snu.