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Chapter 4 by MrCaliban2 MrCaliban2

What will do Power Man next?

Go through the swarmers

Power Man had realized those voluptuous, tiny demoness were as strong as an ordinary human. One by one, or into small groups, the 'swarmers' were no rival for him...but hundreds, perhaps thousands of hem, could be different. So, placing his huge super muscular arms in front of him as a shield, Power Man increased his speed, ready to ram against the 'spear' of swarmers to make his way through them as a missile.

Unfortunately for him, the busty tiny demoness´s swarm had their own counterattack against such a movement. Instead of remaining on Power Man´s way, the swarmers began to fly around him frantic, punching and hitting every muscle, bone and limb of him as one entity, hundred times per second...the huge boobs of those tiny bodies hit his face mercilessly as cannonballs...their hands molested one time and another his groins...their feet played soccer with his balls.

Flying around him, the swarm became in a red twister of voluptuous demoness. In seconds of hits and red blurs around him, Power Man was aching and disoriented, unable to decide where up or down was. Into such a hellish, erotic tornado, Power Man was just feeling as a defenseless piece of paper blew by a hurricane....or a rag doll into an aotomatic washing machine.

Finally, the mighty super hero decided to counterattack. Frantic, Power Man began to punch and kick swarmers, but the reddish cloud that began to surround him after every demoness destroyed just increased his disorientation.

Suddenly, the horde in front of him opened. Too late, flying out of control, Power Man´s body crashed against the incredible, voluptuous, huge physique of his demon opponent. With a terrible, deafening hiss of lust, the Demoness grabbed Power Man firmly in a complete, frontal bear hug.

"Aaaarrrggghhhh....".-Protested the powerful super hero, filing the demoniac strength of his foe, crushing his massive muscular body. His super defined, muscular arms twitched frantic in a futile attempt of get free of her, while his thick legs jerked on the air...Somehow, her huge boobs of her opponent, almost engulfing his head was the worst attack of all due to her massive orbs of flesh was preventing him to breath...and was beginning to arousing him.

Struggling frantic against it, Power Man was feeling tired and tired as his lungs and muscles were deprived of air...and aroused and aroused as its huge boobs rubbed his face with deadly eroticism.

Will Power Man escape of the bear Hug?

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