Muse's Muscle Maidens

Hyper muscle is one of my primo kinks but I am fully aware it's more than a little niche, so I shall be posting about it from here.

"I go to the gym every other day, thank you. Those freaks work out in the valleys outside the building. Easier for everyone, plenty of mountains to work with..."

"Another day of working out without getting my womb blasted. How many tons do I have to lift for Lucifer to want to fuck me already?"

[Modeus grumbled to herself as she reached for her bottle. The suppressed bulk of the demon still creaked and groaned ominously as she moved, so tightly packed in her clothing as to be almost neutronium-dense. She takes a sip.]

"...That's weird, does it usually taste-"

SHHHRRRP CRRREAAAAK-

"--Oh fuck."

[Modeus barely had time to react before her suit began to buckle from the inside, threads enchanted with compression magic so powerful that the slightest rip caused a surge of mass to explode beneath it. She braced against the wall and lurched forward as her shirt came apart in a split-second, moaning hoarsely while her arms and back became unrecognizable mountains of mass. She came instantly, gushing all over the floor from her cunt and tits simultaneously and screamed from the deepening chasm of her muscles that her head sank into for... not relief, no. Not for it to even slow down-]

"...milk their dicks better."

"...make Luci submit to my glory!"

SERVANT PARAMETER - STRENGTH RANK ★ INNATE SKILL - MONSTROUS STRENGTH RANK ★ INNATE SKILL - DEMON KING OF THE SIXTH HEAVEN RANK ★ INNATE SKILL - NATURAL BODY (DEMON) RANK ★ CLASS SKILL - SELF-REPLENISHMENT (MANA) RANK ★

[Nobu idly looks up from her phone as she hears the question and the World itself seems to respond for her, listing off an impossible chain of qualifications that the diminutive commander supposedly holds for the title of 'strongest'. She shrugs, and twitches her arm slightly-

THHRRRMMMMM...

-and the planet shivers in terror as the most ephemeral of tension rumbles through her arm, making every muscle flex several times larger for a thousandth of a second. Her arm explodes out and retracts just as quickly, causing a sharp burst of air that blows the room around her (save for her, her chair and her phone of course) into the walls at a thousand miles an hour. An alarm blares as it detects this microscopic level of release of Nobunaga's true power, and she sighs quietly.]

"..."

[A sharp inhale.]

"I know what this is. You aren't actually expressing worry for me, you want to provoke me into responding violently to prove myself capable. It happens a lot with those of us who're this big- we're seen as aggressive monstrosities of muscle and rage ready to crush all opposition."

"More specifically, you want me to crush you."

"You want me to flex out of my suit in a single clean motion to reveal myself properly as the towering, impeccable goddess of muscle that deserves to sit on the throne of Hell. You want me to bulge my colossal pectorals until the ground vibrates in time with my tits shaking. You want my abs to push out from my waist by the dozen, for my lats to turn my torso circular with their sheer enormity, for my traps and neck to swallow my head in a twitching, bulging sea of demonic godbeef that outclasses everything you've ever known."

"Perhaps you want that looming titaness to reach down in a chorus of creaking muscle and flexing mass to grab your pathetic body with just one hand. Perhaps you want her to pull you by both ends until you get sent to Hell properly. Perhaps you want her to cram you between two omnipotent muscle groups and start flexing and admiring herself until you're nothing but a memory. Or perhaps you want that behemoth of power to crush you with her throbbing world-splitting cock, or beneath her nuts that clench and churn louder than an active volcano?"

"No matter the method, I see you for what you are clear as day. You're utterly smitten for my perfection, and you want your life to end now that you know nothing else will compare. And if you were speaking to Beelzebub, she would certainly indulge you."

"But I won't. I like my suit unshredded. I like my palace intact."

"And denying you what you want is a torture far worse than anything my body could do."

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