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Dana Expands Her Playground

“Help! What? How are you doing this?” the mall cop managed to choke out, courtesy of Dana not squeezing too tightly with her smooth, steely fingers.

“Dana! What are you doing?” Ava echoed.

“Hush, Ava. Record some of this for me, will you? But this one doesn’t go public! We’d have to charge a fortune for that...” Dana answered as she continued to eye up her victim like a predator while she dangled him off the floor by his neck.

“You’re so short!” Dana mocked, even though he was about average height. Dana was simply so tall, and probably even taller after her long, sleeker, sexier legs had become even more ravishingly beautiful and achingly sexy in the last two days. “So small... and so weak!”

Dana lifted her arm straight up, completely smoothly and without resistance as she sneered up at him with a calm malevolence in her eyes before dropping him back down. But still keeping his feet off the floor.

“You can’t do this! I’m security!” he wrapped both of his hands around Dana’s dainty wrist and tried to wrench himself free with a forceful twist.

“Oh, you’re right. How thoughtless of me!” Dana brought her free hand to cover her open mouth in shock while idly shifting her other hand, dangling the security guard as if he were a weightless, life-sized puppet. “I’d like to report a rape,” Dana smiled.

“A... rape? Whose?” he looked at the redhead in confusion.

“Yours!” Dana laughed.

“You can’t... be serious!” he kicked his legs some more, hard. His toes connected with Dana’s shins before he screamed out in pain.

“Aww, did that hurt?” Dana tutted as she examined his face.

“N-no...” he lied as he continued to try to unload his weight from her crushing grip by pushing himself upward. His eyes began to tear up involuntarily from the pain in his feet.

“Dunno, they look pretty bruised to me,” Dana’s eyes glowed as she pointedly looked down at them. “Ava, you recording?”

“Yes,” the would be influencer whispered almost inaudibly. Almost. But Dana could hear it as clear as day.

“You can’t... rape me...” the guard tried another tack.

“Oh no? Why not?”

“I’m security...”

“A mall rent a cop? Please! You’re even more pathetic than I thought!” Dana scoffed.

“No... don’t...”

“Really? You don’t want me to rape you? You don’t want to have sex with...”

Dana’s unbreakable grip left his neck, but only for a fraction of a second. The supergirl’s entire bombastic body blurred as a whirlwind of her sweet perfume filled the air. When she appeared solid again, she was completely naked and had caught the guard during his descent. Her act of disrobing had only let him fall a few millimeters.

“...all of this?” Dana gestured toward her naked body with her free hand.

“Who do you think you are... GRK!” he gagged as Dana constricted her beautiful, slender fingers just a little bit more at the insult.

“Look at me. Really look,” Dana ordered.

She extended a single finger of her free hand and began to trace it down her lovely face, drawing and guiding the guard’s eyesight. He stared into her striking green eyes and was immediately captured by how bright and hypnotic they were.

As her finger moved, his gaze followed. Her skin was so smooth, so soft, with a permanent reflective, almost wet sheen. Her cheeks were so full of vitality, her nose so button cute. That finger languidly stroked down to her prominent chin, down her elegant, swan-like neck, and caressed the sharply defined collarbones around her neck before two huge, more than generous spheres captured his entire body and soul.

He stared at those perfect swells from his high vantage point—was being throat lifted by this teenage goddess actually a blessing in disguise? How else could he stare so longingly at those full, lush, hyper feminine mounds that were so proudly on display? Those enormous jutting orbs with their extreme, extravagant slopes, standing outward so arrogantly from her slender and toned body, occupying all of that empty space between them so fittingly while her strong and silky touch held him aloft so that he could stare down that plunging cleavage, an canyon of unfathomable desire and fantasy, all presented to him with all of Dana’s erotic power...

His eyes were glued to the gravitational pull of those twin planets and the tiny space between them that disappeared into nothingness. How could she be so slim, strong, and so utterly, outrageously chesty? He imagined his dick being caressed, rubbed—nay, smothered and completely squashed by those warm, inviting sweater pillows. She would be on her knees like she belonged, pressing those beautiful hands along the outer edges of her glorious tits, pressing them inward while she looked up at him submissively with those mesmerizing and downcast, defeated green eyes, dipping her lovely chin to wrap those fleshy red lips over his angry cockhead as she bounced up and down on those endless legs to service him...

“What do you think, Ava? You think he’s horny for me?” Dana sneered.

Ava had no reply.

“Here, let me make it easier for you. I forget not everyone’s eyes are as special as mine...”

Dana completed the tour of her stunning upper torso with her free hand and brought it over to the security guard’s waistband, which was just about level with her breasts. She couldn’t resist pinching her thick, pink, erotic nubs hard enough to crush concrete, rolling that sensitive nipple between her fingers at superspeed, swirling back and forth quickly to bring herself to a nice orgasm. Her legs barely trembled as her sweet, hairless pussy quivered and gushed a bit of her aphrodisiacal nectar to dribble down her athletic thighs. The teen ubergirl recovered instantly from her violent orgasm, not showing any sign of wear aside from a slight crooked curl of her lip as she slipped her fingers underneath his waistband and tore his pants off of him in one fell swoop.

The guard’s face creased with pain as the pressure from his waistband pressing against his skin actually hurt him before his pants came apart. He was left only with his boxers on his lower half.

“Did that hurt?” Dana mocked. “I was the one who did all the work!” She brought back her arm and barely flexed it, making her breast bounce in the process. “And look, you’re still hard for me! See, Ava?”

Dana placed just her fingertip on the outline of the massive tent that the security guard was sporting. Her powerful finger started from his pelvic area, pressed into his skin forcefully as she dragged it down to the base of his shaft, and languidly stroked along his raging girth from end to end.

The guard couldn’t help himself. He squeezed his eyes shut tight as he groaned from the forced, and somehow unbelievably arousing sensation of being touched by this tormentress. With just a single finger! How could she control his sex that much? She was just too sexy...

“D-did you hypnotize him?” Ava whimpered.

“No!” Dana laughed as she came to the realization of just how much her beauty affected him. She didn’t even need to control his mind to make his body betray him. “He’s just so fucking horny for me! Could this even be considered rape!?”

“S-stop... please...” the guard choked. He was beginning to black out from lack of oxygen.

“You sure?” Dana asked mischievously. “Look, your hard little dick is so close to my tits!”

He glanced down as Dana once again began a slow journey from the underside of his shaft with her finger. Every single substantial inch that her digit traveled shot bolts of pure pleasure through his cock, streaking like lightning into his roiling testicles. And when she reached his twitching, already overworked cockhead, it was just too much.

He orgasmed into his boxers violently, grunting and thrusting his hips helplessly as a growing dark patch stained the tip of his flagpole.

“Hahaha!” Dana laughed. “So easy! But we’re just getting started... Ava, how fucking hot is this?!”

Ava was terrified, but simultaneously overwhelmingly aroused. Dana could smell it in the air.

“Good thing I didn’t let you spray your disgusting spunk all over my tits,” she sneered, the thought of it eliciting another jump from his spent penis even without her touch. “Now, let me see...”

Dana pricked through his boxers with her fingernail, pressing hard enough not only to punch a hole through the dry part of the fabric, but also hard enough to break skin and draw blood. The security guard thrashed even harder in her grasp as his face turned blue and his eyes opened wide in panic.

“Oops! But that’s such a small taste of what’s to come...” Dana giggled.

Now that the fabric was torn, Dana made short work of it with a few quick flashes of her nails. All of the fabric fluttered to the floor, the large wet piece sinking like a cannonball through the air and hitting the floor with a wet splash. She admired the glistening cock that was still standing straight out for her, pointed at her chest. She licked her lips and bared her teeth in a bright, dazzling smile.

Dana manipulated his body, lowering and pulling him toward her forcefully. His fragile chest impacted with her far more powerful, invulnerable, and sexier one. His bones creaked as Dana’s smooth-as-marble, harder-than-steel flesh slammed into him, cracking a rib and bruising his flesh.

“Aww!” Dana cooed as she maneuvered his arms, pinning them to his side before wrapping her long, steely arms around them and interlocking behind his back. She knew she was strong, but exercising this kind of power over another being—a grown man, no less!—was driving her wild with desire and glee!

“How does that feel? Good, right?” Dana was still holding his feet off the ground as she swiveled back and forth with her devastating hourglass body, grinding her perfect flesh against his. She could feel him still throbbing at full hardness, his stiff rod standing up straight and pinned between his own body and her marvelously chiseled abs.

The feeling of being painfully injured by Dana’s smooth, warm, satin skin, the knowledge that it was those tits that had been mostly responsible for driving him to the most pleasurable, frenzied orgasm of his life, the scent of her natural perfume wafting off of her perfect body, and the well-defined muscles of her abdomen grinding against his red, angry cockhead was too much! He was on the verge of another orgasm already!

“If you come on me, you’re gonna regret it!” Dana declared as she exhaled hotly into his face.

What she was doing to him, hoisting him over her head, and now constricting him like a vise while still looking absolutely pristine and showing no signs of exertion while he felt his own sanity fading against the inevitable onslaught of her beautiful strength... and the indescribably intoxicating, sweet scent of her breath... it was too much. Despite Dana’s ominous warning, he had no control over his body. He orgasmed again.

“Oh, bad boy...” Dana tutted as his fluid splashed between them, just as productively as his first orgasm. His sticky juices splattered against her goddess’s body. It felt like such an unworthy intrusion. “Did you like being hurt by my breasts that much? Well, I have bad news for you. I’m going to really fuck you now...”

He didn’t have the strength to respond. He didn’t have the strength to do anything. His jaw clenched as his toes curled in his shoes, unable to draw breath, unable to speak. All he could do was moan gutturally as his body clenched over and over in waves of painful rapture.

Dana released her grip, letting him slip downwards from her steely hug. His battered body began to slip downward, his shoes touching the floor. But before he could crumple to the ground, Dana spread her long, sinuous, seductive legs and bent at the knees, allowing her lengthy arms to reach below him. One hand cupped his ass while the other rested on his upper back as she hoisted his body horizontal, perpendicular beneath her perfect form.

Aiming him so that his still quivering organ was aligned with her wet pink pussy, Dana lifted her dildo, or human as he would preferred to be called, up toward the sweet gates of her intimacy. His spent erection pressed against her labia, surging with life once again as it became coated in her nectar, bathed in the silky steel of her flower.

Then, Dana lifted him upward to try and penetrate her sex.

He screamed in pain. Or, he tried to. What came out was a soft, hissing wheeze. His penis was far too weak to penetrate Dana’s irresistible pussy lips.

“Tch,” Dana clicked her tongue.

Then, something changed in her down there. Her folds were still firm and hard as steel, but the gates parted easily for him, and he slipped into her wondrous, superhuman vagina in a warm, welcome embrace.

Dana concentrated, focusing to feel the shape of his cock with her intimate pussy muscles. Pumping his lower body with her tireless arm, she could feel him losing control once again, but that was to be expected. She’d already shown her dominance over him. To think, he thought that she couldn’t rape him!

She tightened her inner muscles, building the mounting pressure bit by bit as her hot, wet flesh discovered and mapped every last micrometer of his cock. She bit her lip and moaned as her folds found stimulation from his soft, relatively speaking, manhood as she did all of the work.

Too soon, he was about to orgasm again. With a vicious snarl, Dana looked down at his fading eyes and clenched hard with her pussy, constricting his dick and stopping the ceasing, inevitable orgasm that she was triggering anew with him.

He gave one last jerk in protest, but his strength was all but gone. His chest burned; he could barely breathe. His testicles were emptied, his organ aflame, and impossibly, she was going to make him come a third time in as many minutes. That was, before something unfathomably powerful down there squeezed him so tight that he was certain his dick must have been flattened like a sheet of metal on a hot anvil.

Dana continued the sexual torture, pumping her powerful legs now as well. Her bare feet shattered the floor with every thrust while his pelvis turned purple as it impacted against her dense thighs. The sight of his life bleeding away was even more erotic than the pleasurable sensations she felt from thrusting and squeezing his out of control manhood inside of her womb.

Just a little more... just a little more pounding of his cock, a little more battering of his body, and she would be there. Oh, he was so helpless! She was so powerful! Another effortless thrust, another shunt against the broken floor beneath her pretty feet...

Dana squealed as she orgasmed. She clutched the guard’s head and smashed it in between her impossibly firm cleavage, mewling softly as she came. The impact of her twin jutting orbs and her shuddering body, not to mention the impossible angle that she had bent him while still squeezing his lower body inside of her meant that he was dead on impact.

Dana came down from her orgasm quickly, immediately letting the corpse slide off of her. Loosening her internal muscles, he slipped out, his organ still rock hard for her.

“O-oh my god!” Ava gagged as she turned away and quickly turned off the video.

“Oh, that was nice...” Dana hissed as she cupped and squeezed her breast with crushing force. “Gross,” she commented, looking at her completely spent toy.

Could she heal the dead? The thought of kissing life back into those lips disgusted her. Couldn’t she just deal with it another way?

As if on cue, her eyes began to glow. But instead of seeing through his body (and the entire planet beneath her feet), her lovely emerald eyes began to emit a singeing heat. A slight hissing buzz, and then...

Twin beams of deadly red heat burst forth from Dana’s pupils. She yelped at the sensation, but immediately understood how to work it. She ran those lasers up and down the security guard’s corpse, incinerating it in an instant. Only a pile of ashes were left.

Dana turned her lasers upon herself, cleaning her body of his pathetic seed. Their insane temperatures and power did no harm to her invulnerable body as she ran it down her lascivious torso and lasered her pussy for longer than was strictly necessary.

Then, a quick puff of her superbreath scattered his ashes away.

While Ava was still having a moment with herself, Dana went to pick up the security guard’s walkie talkie that he had dropped upon entry, thanks to Dana’s casual little throatlift.

“Hello? Hello?” Dana spoke experimentally, her voice growing deeper and deeper in the terrible facsimile of a woman doing a man’s voice. And then, suddenly, “Hello?” Her voice came out perfectly masculine. Between the impossibly fine motor control of her entire body, her superior muscles, and her perfect memory, she had recreated the guard’s voice!

“Dana! You... you killed him!” Ava shrieked.

“Dana! You killed him!! Oh noooo, whatever will happen to you!” Dana ventriloquized Ava’s voice perfectly, except with far more mockery. “Now shush. I’m going to find where the rest of the guards are and give them the time of their lives...” she spoke once more in her normal voice.

Dana picked up the walkie talkie off the guard’s corpse and brought it to her mouth. “Hello? I need some help,” she spoke into the radio.

“Yeah? What’s up?” came the reply.

Dana’s eyes glowed as she scanned the entire mall with her superspeed and x-ray vision. Her lips curled into a sneer within a second as she found her targets. A squeeze of her delicate fingers turned the circuitry and plastic into a crumpled, fragmented mess that littered onto the floor.

“You wanna come for this, Ava? Totally up to you,” Dana shrugged as she walked over to the security gate.

Ava had no reply. She just stared at the nude redhead who had incinerated a body.

“How do you work this thing?” Dana mused as she stood before the security gate. “Oh, I know!”

She grabbed the bars and simply pulled them apart. The metal squealed and shrieked far louder than the security guard had, but the result was the same. Dana widened two of the horizontal bars even faster than she’d expected, squishing the metal super thin where her palms had crushed it. With a mischievous smirk, she repeated the trick on some of the vertical bars, but only using her pinky to push the bar upwards.

It gave way just as easily, squealing and crunching. Lifting up her leg with extreme flexibility and hovering just a bit with her ability to fly, Dana placed her bent leg and delicate toes on the other bar, pushing it, and all of its brethren, downward and out of the way.

Then, Dana stepped through the slightly oblong diamond shaped gateway that she’d just created.

Ava ran out from the hole that Dana had so casually shaped with her super strong arms. She wailed and sobbed as she stumbled away awkwardly, as fast as she could, away from the most beautiful, most powerful, sadistic girl she’d ever met.

Suddenly, Dana appeared right in front of Ava, accompanied by a wall of wind. She stood there with her hands on her hips, allowing the shorter Ava to slam headfirst into the pair of twin bowling balls she sported on her chest.

“See you soon for our next adventure, Ava! Make sure to forward me all the money you make from my little modeling session!”

Ava stumbled backwards, her face immediately bruising from the heavy impact against Dana’s orbs. Another wall of fragrant wind, and Dana was gone.