You overpower them both (requires 8 STRENGTH)

Given how mad you are at the constant interference, it's understandable that you would start to hulk out. Masked Stranger has your entire body dangling from Fen's waist. But. You. Will. Not. Let. Go. All 3 of you scream at the same time for different reasons. When she gives up her pulling & releases you, you squat behind the thug with your arms still around her.

Here goes nothing... what am I saying, here SHE goes!

Every tendon & muscle in your body screams as you pick her up by the waist. The crowd takes 1 huge gasp, so does she.

"No way! There's no way John can do this..."

With your face smearing her sweaty back, you bridge & throw the thug backwards, where she crashes like a toppled skyscraper.

"DEADLIFT GERMAN! A DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX! WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM?!"

Everyone in attendance explodes out of there seats. Your veins pop with adrenaline as you continue your ****. By some great luck, you threw Fen onto Stranger.

"uhh get the hell off..."

You roughly drag your real opponent off of her. She freezes. Busty body laid out before you, not that your interested in her tits right now. She tries to dart around you to the entrance but you catch her with a scoop slam onto the thug, spine on spine. They grimace in unison. Crowd blows up again at the sight of this small comeuppance. With her teeth still bared she retreats.

"This ain't over you son-of-a-bitch, I'll get you if I... if I..."

What she sees leaves her dumbstruck. That last bit of damage to Fen's back gave you an idea. You pull her up by the hair & she submissively complies. Hunched behind her, you lean her across your shoulders &, with a roar of effort, stand up with the oversized Asian amazon stretched out across your shoulders.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! AAIIIIIIIIII! AAIIIIIIIII!"

"This isn't possible! She's twice your size, how the fuck are you doing this!?"

"Why don't you ask her." Another flex & she shrieks again.

Shock & terror in her eyes, the masked stranger flees.

Soon bitch, soon.

As for now, you have an enemy to finish. This **** rack has you looking like a letter T with a long crossbar. You feel like you could hold her here for the rest of the night, the sense of power is exhilarating. Fish hooking her mouth, pulling her hair, bending her more whenever she has the gall to struggle. But when your hand slips of her meaty thigh across her pussy, you get a new idea. Without any foreplay, you ram your thumb up her cunt.

"Oooooohhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck... ow fuck... ow fuck... ow fuck..."

"Feel that you whore? Feel your back break while your pussy drips?"

"Uh uh uh uh uh uh..."

"You don't know whether to cry or cum."

"UH UH UH UH UH..." There's a telltale tensing in her pelvic muscle as her entire body start to quiver. She's ready to shoot her gun.

"WELCOME TO THE E.C.L!"

Using your last surge of power you hoist Fen up & slam her down across your knee. Cum continues to spray out of her cunt as writhes on the ground, screaming for her aching back. You turn your back on her, leaving the she-hulk a wet broken mess.

Hmm, if this is how power makes you act, no wonder Grace is such an asshole.