Superman: Pierce's Menace (from albron111) ps 1-2

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[COLOR=#000000] Colonel Leonard Collins raised his head from the files he was reading as he heard a knock on the door. The 45-year-old man put the papers in the drawer and answered in a manly voice:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Come in!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The big brown door opened slowly. Even though the Colonel knew whom to expect, he was still trembling with anticipation. A huge frame entered the room. The massive man made his way solemnly to the center of the room. He turned resolutely to face the older officer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You asked to see me, Sir?? said the man in a deep voice.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Colonel tried to compose himself. In front of him was Lieutenant Tucker. The one and only. Collins couldn?t move an inch. Even though he had seen him many times, it was always a shock to be in Tucker?s presence. The man was everything Collins lusted for. The Lieutenant was 35 years old. At 6?6 and 265lbs of solid muscles, he was not the kind of man you wanted to mess with. Towering in front of him, standiong at ease, feet apart, arms on the side, hands clasped on his lower back, Tucker looked really impressive. His face was serious. His deep blue eyes, his strong manly nose slightly hooked at the top, his large powerful chin, his prominent square jaw? Everything in this man was virile. His hair was short, dark but with hints of grey. He was definitely sexy? But what attracted Collins the most was the large muscular neck. The skin was taut over the hard muscles. The top collar-button was undone, the collar obviously too small for that neck. The rest of his body was hidden by the military clothes. Yet the khaki shirt revealed the shape of his round pecs. They were unbelievably large. Collins had seen a number of well-built guys, some with very muscular physical, some even pro-bodybuilders. But none of them could remotely match Tucker. He seemed a living mountain. The size of a man?s chest was more than a turn-on for the Colonel. And with Tucker, he was in complete heaven. Not only were his pecs big and round, huge heavy slabs of hard muscles, but his ribcage, so perfectly developed, added to their impressive presence. The shirt would need to be woven directly upon him in order properly to contain those large plates of muscles. And his taylor would have faced a similar challenge with those broad shoulders: round, perfect. His arms, presently hanging at his sides relaxed, were not only the biggest the Colonel had ever seen, they had something special? It was hard for Collins to pinpoint exactly what. Their muscles seemed extraordinarily dense. Every fiber of his arms was filled with muscle. They seemed so compact, so densely built up. The image of Tucker, shirtless, flexing his biceps for a routine measurement in the presence of the Colonel was imprinted on Leonard Collins? mind forever. Twenty-two inches of solid hard muscles? Everything in that man was massive and huge. And on top of that, Tucker was the best soldier he had ever known. Since entering in this new research program, his progress had been phenomenal. The Lieutenant, besides his rough looks and manly attitude, was a straight man, square and honest. He was fully respected by all the men on the base. His sense of duty needed no further proof. And his authority over his men was complete. He was a hard-working man, a tough lieutenant, but a just one: the perfect combination for the perfect leader. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Humm, humm, Colonel Collins, am I interrupting? I can come back later if you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No, no? I?m sorry, Lieutenant, I was away for a moment. Pl?Please, sit.? His voice wavered a little. He showed the big man one of the comfortable armchairs, in front of his desk.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Lieutenant complied and sat calmly in the brown armchair. He settled himself, elbows leaning on the armrests, hands resting in front of his massive chest, fingers crossed. The Lieutenant?s sleeves were rolled up, revealing a pair of muscular ripped forearms. The senior officer swallowed hard, admiring those columns of muscles before his very eyes. They were slightly covered with dark hair, again with a few grey ones thrown in.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Are you ok, Sir? Something?s wrong?? asked the Lieutenant, breaking Collins?s reverie. He was far from being aware of the lust that his mere presence had awakened in his superior in command. Tucker was not gay and had nothing against gays. He just couldn?t imagine that his Colonel, his model for several years now, was totally in awe of his impressive physique. For the Lieutenant, his physique and his enormous strength were simply the result of his exceptional training, a natural consequence of the scientific program in which he had been involved for a number of years. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No? I?m? I?m perfectly fine, thank you, Lieutenant!? The Colonel coughed a little, regaining his composure. He suddenly remembered the aim of this meeting and his gaze darkened.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You?re welcome, Colonel? But I can see in your eyes that something is wrong? Is there some problem you wanted to share with me??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well? hummm, humm? I have been following you for I don?t know how many years now??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Twelve, Sir!? added the soldier, straightforwardly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, 12 years now? And on this base, you are our best man. I checked again the results of your last tests in the enhancement program, and they were more than amazing.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Thank you, Sir!? replied the massive Lieutenant in a solemn tone.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You seem to respond in a way beyond everything our scientific team had ever imagined.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The soldier stuck out his chest slightly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It is my honor, Sir, to have been chosen for this enhancement program on this base. My goal is to serve as best I can my country and the people who live here. I will do everything I can to never betray the faith that you, and the whole US army, General Richard on top, have given to me. I am aware of the importance of this program for you. And I know that you supported me from the beginning of this adventure. I know what I represent for my men and I will never disappoint them.? The light in his eyes changed a little, and became warmer, softer. ?And I will always be thankful to you for choosing me for this special training. And I can?t wait for tomorrow.? He moved his torso backward, approaching his beautiful and manly face to the Colonel. ?I will have this unique opportunity to fight Superman! I don?t know if you know what this means? In that ring? To fight against him? To be Superman?s opponent? the one, the only. It?s the dream of any fighter on this planet! To know how far you can go against a man like him! This will be an amazing moment!? His eyes were twinkling. He regained his seriousness and intently looked at the older man. ?I know, of course, that I have no chance of winning, but I think I can stand in the ring against him for several rounds! And it will be a good way to find how strong I am. This match, even if it?s a friendly match will be what I have been waiting for so long? Facing a man who can stand in front of me in a fight for more than 5 minutes! I don?t want to sound vain, but there is a world between me and the other enhanced soldiers in this army. I fought them all and beat them all so easily!!!? He paused for a second, smiling: ?I just hope that this time, I won?t be the one who will fall after 5 minutes of fight!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well, well, yes?? The Colonel brought a finger to his collar, easing some of the pressure around his neck, and pulled on his tie. He was lost in his thoughts, picturing Tucker in a fight against Superman. Those two stallions struggling against each other. And picturing Tucker beaten, defeated by Superman, was an image most arounsing for the Colonel. It was true that the Man of Steel was the only adversary who could impress the muscular Lieutenant? But once again, the expression on the Colonel?s face changed suddenly, as he threw a quick glance at the drawer in his desk. ?Yes? Superman is very kind to accept this match? But there is something important I have to tell you, Lieutenant??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, Colonel, go ahead??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Hummm.. the thing is that? Oh God, how can I say that??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You?re worrying me, Colonel, please, tell me what?s going on!? Tucker?s face showed his concern.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Hummm, listen Aaron? May I call you by your first name, is it ok??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Lieutenant shifted a little on his chair, surprised by such sudden intimacy from the Colonel. But he quickly acknowledged that they were becoming closer these last years and appreciated this mark of affection.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000] - ?Yes, Colonel, it?s ok? it?s no problem for me.? He smiled a little, but Collins easily noticed the politeness in this? Tucker already suspected something was wrong. And unfortunately, his instincts were right.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Aaron? I?m sorry to say that? hummmm? That you are not the soldier chosen by General Richard.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?WHAT!!!? Tucker nearly jumped off his armchair. He quickly regained his composure, remembering the military decorum. ?I? I mean? What are you saying Colonel? There must be a mistake somewhere??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Colonel was staring at his desk, his head somewhat bowed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Listen to me, Aaron? I know you trained hard for th??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, I?ve trained hard yes and you know it! So how can you tell me?? his voice was full of contained anger, ?that I haven?t been chosen? I trained hard for years. I endured the worst treatments. There is no other soldier that can outclass me in anything! What does it mean??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?I? I don?t know what to say? I? I discovered this only an hour ago when I received a message from the General? I read it several times and I couldn?t understand that your name wasn?t on the top of the list.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You mean you have nothing to do with that??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No. I told you, Lieutenant, the order is from General Richard. He was in charge of choosing the best soldier for this fight.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?So what happened? Who was chosen? Peterson? Don?t make me laugh, I nearly broke his back the last time we fought? Gurney? This guy is so weak compared to me! I beat him on the ring two months ago in just one round! You were there, you saw it!? Tucker was now pointing at the Colonel with his finger. His arm was flexed, his massive biceps grew under the fabric of his sleeve in a little tearing sound.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I know, I know all that? Listen, Lieutenant??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Tell me who the General picked!? The muscleman stood up and put his hands on top of his head, trying not to scream. ?I was chosen for all the last missions! I?m on top!? He turned round to the Colonel. ?Tell me that name, Colonel! NOW!!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I don?t even know him! Wait a second?? The Colonel quickly reopened his drawer and extracted the papers he had put in, a few minutes earlier. He surveyed and raised his head, looking at Tucker. The soldier was truly huge. He was close to the desk, his arms crossed on his massive chest. His shoulders were large, and his forearms, big and as thick as tree trunks. His face was extremely serious. ?The soldier chosen is Sergeant Bruce Pierce.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Pierce? Who is that? Pierce? I never heard of an enhanced soldier in the program named Pierce??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Same for me? I don?t know who this guy is. And most of all, why the General chose him specifically for this fight.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I can?t believe this?? The lieutenant spun round, presenting his large back to the Colonel. Collins tried as best he could not to stare too much at the round, muscular butt in front of him. Tucker?s bottom was infinitely sexy to watch. Even the big military pants he wore couldn?t hide its beauty. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Hummm? I heard of another scientific group who were doing research for the army in the human enhancement project? But I remembered that the General preferred to work with other research laboratories, like UltraCell, the one that is working with you.? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But why choose a guy from nowhere to fight Superman? That makes no sense? This guy will be out on Superman?s first blow! It?s stupid!? Tucker was pacing in quick circles in the spacious office. The Colonel was admiring his large broad back? and his massive legs, rippling under the rough cotton pants.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I guess we?ll get answers very soon, Lieutenant.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The huge man stopped and looked at the Colonel.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What do you mean??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I mean that, as we speak, the Sergeant must have arrived on our base.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?He is coming here? On this base? But why? Don?t tell me that? No? Don?t tell me that the fight will occur here??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?We had no choice. It was so obvious that you would be the one chosen for this fight that we installed all the special substructures on this base. Everything is ready: the special room for the fight, the reinforced ring, everything? everything is here, ready, and the fight is tomorrow! We have no choice.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?God, I can?t stand this!? the Lieutenant stepped back. ?I don?t want this match here! This is my base! I?m the man here! And I will let no one face Superman in my place!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The intercom suddenly buzzed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Excuse me, Lieutenant? Sorry for that!? The Colonel pushed the button and spoke: ?Suzie, I ordered you not to disturb me this half hour, remember??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, Sir, except if a certain Sergeant Bruce Pierce was to present himself at my desk? And I have just in front of me two persons from the Beyond Reasearch Institute and Corporal Philip Knowles from Washington DC, and they are with a certain Sergeant Bruce Pierce, Sir. Do I let them in or did you change your mind about it, Colonel??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Suzie, don?t play games now! And, yes?? The Colonel paused for a second and glanced at Tucker, a serious concern in his eyes. ?Let them in!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Go ahead, it?s the last door on your right?? The secretary?s voice sounded almost giddy? Just before the Colonel was to let go of the intercom button, her last words came through: ?I hope to see you soon, Sergeant Pierce?? and Suzie?s voice disappeared in a short buzz.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The massive Lieutenant stood in the middle of the room in a rigid stance, his thick muscular chest effortlessly dominating his surroundings. He was staring at the Colonel, visibly concerned. His fists were tightly clenched.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well, I need to see who this Bruce Pierce is! I think I have no choice.? He made a few steps towards the Colonel. They were both waiting, looking at the door. The sounds of steps in the corridor? voices speaking low? A hand on the handle of the door?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]A short man, around 50 years of age, walked in the room first. He looked straight at the Colonel:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Leonard? It?s a pleasure.? His voice was polite and lively, but Tucker noticed something wrong in his tone, something false.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Philip,? replied the Colonel simply, with a nod, in a tone polite but somewhat cold.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It?s been years!? The man entered the room, staying not far from the door. ?Well, we?ll have all the time to talk after this little meeting. Let me first introduce our guests. Doctor, if you please??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]A man in a light suit entered the office and, walking just behind him, was a young woman. With a wave of his hand in their direction, the Corporal said :[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Here is Doctor Henri Vidal and his assistant, the lovely Amelie Dumont.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The two scientists gave little nods to Collins and Tucker. Tucker didn?t even look at them: he was focusing on the door, only too impatient to see the last person to enter the room. The Corporal went on :[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?And I have the pleasure to present to you our new champion! Sergeant Pierce, please come in!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker swallowed. He wanted to know.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]A tall guy walked into the room. He was wearing the regular military suit, like Tucker. He was nearly as tall as the Lieutenant, maybe two inches shorter. Despite his shirt and pants, it was obvious that he had a phenomenally muscular body. Like Tucker, the sleeves of his shirt were rolled above the elbow, revealing ripped muscled forearms. Tucker imagined him to be around 25, maybe less? The young man walked towards the center of the room. He bore a confident smile while looking at the Corporal. In the mere two seconds of his presence in the room, it was as if all the attention in the world was focused on him. His attitude was at the same time overwhelmingly manly and incredibly sexy. Collins gasped. This hunk?s profile was wonderful. His nose was straight, perfect. And his mouth, his lips were showing his whole sensuality. He was playing with a little stick of wood between his teeth, like a toothpick. This only added to the cockiness of his attitude. He stopped in the center of the room. Collins was looking at his torso. From the side, his chest appeared simply enormous. His ribcage was thick and his pecs seemed perfectly round. Tucker?s chest might have been bigger, but the contrast between the thickness of Pierce?s chest and the slimness of his waist was breathtaking. The Sergeant turned slowly in order to face the two men close to the desk. Collins was mesmerized by the breadth of his shoulders and the size of his waist. His V-shape was outstanding. Under his shirt, on either side, his lats were stretching the cotton fabric. The large deltoids were unbelievable too. His arms, shaping the fabric of his sleeves, seemed enormous as well. The collar of his shirt was opened down to the third or fourth button. The top of the chest partition was clearly visible. And the sight of those chiseled pecs blew Collins? mind away. ?God, this guy is amazing!? thought the Colonel. ?Even if he is smaller than Tucker, he seems to have the most perfectly developed body. His proportions are astonishing.? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]A pair of Ray-bans was hiding the young man?s eyes. His hair was very short, nearly shaved, which advantageously showed forth the perfect shape of his skull. His features betrayed his young age. His skin was soft; his face an exquisite blend of teenage purity and manhood accomplishment. His chin was large, his jaw square, and at the same time some round angles softened the whole composition. All this transcendant beauty was supported by a powerful neck, interlaced with muscles and smooth veins. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Colonel.? He gave Collins the standard military salute. As he brought his hand to the side of his head, his biceps seemed on the verge of ripping the sleeve. The round globe of muscles was clearly visible. Even through the fabric, Collins could admire the way the biceps seemed to separate from the rest of the arm. And the triceps too were cast in the stretched fabric, huge and powerful. Collins couldn?t move. He felt hypnotized by this amazing and incredibly handsome hunk who had materialized from nowhere. He noticed the smile that formed at the corner of the young man?s mouth. Collins understood too late that this little flexing had not been entirely innocent: it was a deliberate move from the young stud. The Sergeant removed his hand from his temple.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It?s a pleasure to meet you, Sir! The Corporal told me a lot about you? in excellent terms, of course?? His voice was like velvet. Manly and warm.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Really?? replied the older man, with a touch of irony, while trying not to show his emotions at the sight of such perfection. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Of course, Leonard!? cut the Corporal in a friendly tone, yet still fake. ?So, here is Sergeant Bruce Pierce. General Richard sent you a fax about him, right? The Sergeant is going to fight Superman tomorrow, as you now know? For a kind of exhibition match??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker stirred when he heard this allusion to Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?An exhibition match? You mean, the little experience to see how far our best fighter can stand in front of the Man of steel?? rectified the Colonel.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes? In a way, it?s what I?m saying. Well, Leonard, I think we have a few things to discuss? in private.? On those last words, he made a discrete sign with his head in Tucker?s direction. Tucker was boiling with rage, but he kept everything inside. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oh yes? Hum, hum? I didn?t introduce you to Lieutenant Aaron Tucker.? The Lieutenant gave a formal and brief military salute to the Corporal. The Colonel added: ?Lieutenant Tucker was? well? was supposed to fight Superman tomorrow.? Tucker swallowed hard, interiorizing his frustration.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, but now, Sergeant Pierce is the one facing Superman, right?? said the Corporal in a determined and loud voice such as he hadn?t used since entering the room. ?So this man has nothing to do here.? Knowles imperceptibly showed the door to Tucker with his hand. ?Can you please leave us, Lieutenant ??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker clenched his right fist discretely, turned and looked at the Colonel in a sign of farewell, then he made his way to the door. He gave a nod to the two scientists, and whispered a brisk: ?Corporal? as he passed in front of him. He stopped in front of the hunky Sergeant. He extended his hand for a handshake and, untightening his jaw, he said:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I wish you the best for tomorrow. I hope this will be a good fight.? His throat nearly hurt him as he uttered those words.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce looked at him, his eyes still hidden behind the shades. Tucker could see his own reflection in them. It was impossible to read what was going through the Sergeant?s mind. But suddenly, a smile appeared on the young man?s face. He moved his hand and took Tucker?s.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I?m sure this will be a fight Superman will remember for a while!? The tone of his voice was pure arrogance. Pierce clenched his hand a little around Tucker?s. But the latter didn?t let him do so without reacting. He tightened his grip too. ?The kid is strong, that?s for sure!? thought the muscled Lieutenant. ?But I?m stronger.? With that, he intensified his grip even more. Their hands were starting to shake. Collins was admiring those big forearms, swelling under the mighty effort: ?If Tucker?s forearms are larger, Pierce?s outclass them in vascularity and definition. My god, I can?t wait to see this guy shirtless??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker was still looking at Pierce. But all he could see now was that arrogant smile at the right corner of his mouth. The young Sergeant was showing no sign of strain. The Lieutenant saw him move his toothpick from the right corner of his mouth to the left, showing behind his sensual lips a glimpse of his perfect white teeth. At the same time, Tucker felt the big hand of the young man tighten around his, matching its pressure, without any sign of effort. ?Fuck, this guy is really strong!? thought the Lieutenant in a flash. ?He seems so young but already impressively powerful. He is what 25? 24 maybe? How can a kid that age be this built and this strong??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Lieutenant, do I have to repeat my order?? interrupted the Corporal.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Both men broke the grip. Pierce kept his confident grin, showing no other emotion. Sending a last look at Pierce, Tucker walked straight for the door. He opened it carelessly and slammed it behind him. It was a miracle that it didn?t shatter on impact.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well, obviously, this man has a temper!? said the Corporal with a touch of irony.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?The Lieutenant was really excited about his fight against Superman. He is just disappointed. But he is a good man inside. Don?t judge him on this incident.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I don?t care about him!? declared the Sergeant calmly. ?And I think we shouldn?t waste our time talking about the guy.? He put his hands on his hips and threw the Colonel a killer smile. ?I guess we have better things to do?? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?That?s true! Well spoken, Bruce!? continued the Corporal. The older man moved towards the desk, took place in the armchair where Tucker had sat a few minutes previously and carried on: ?Is everything ready for tomorrow, Leonard??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, everything is completely ready.? The Colonel turned his head to look at Pierce, who was still in the center of the room, hands on hips, next to the two scientists. Pierce?s pecs looked enormous under that shirt. ?We needed to create a special place for the fight,? continued Collins. ?The power of the contestants is so considerable that the fight cannot take place in an ordinary ring. We had to build a special one, with a revolutionary metallic alloy. Extremely resistant. We guess Superman could dent this new metal but he would really need to put some pressure on it.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oh, you used some Hyperium to build the ring?? said a suave but enthusiastic feminine voice.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Colonel turned his head to the side. The young scientist was looking at him, expecting an answer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes? the ring is made entirely of Hyperium? And the room where the fight is to take place was reinforced with Hyperium too. We hope that we will have this kind of training for our soldiers as often as possible. Superman is very cooperative with this project.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It?s extremely kind of Superman to accept to help on this project,? continued the doctor, next to the young woman. Henri Vidal was about 50 years old. A somewhat tall man, with pale complexion, his face was a mixture of extreme tiredness and extreme severity. He was skinny, and his shoulders were very narrow. His arms seemed awkwardly too long for his body. He was holding a little black suitcase.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes,? replied Collins, taken aback by the cold and totally emotionless tone in the doctor?s voice. ?He agreed to oversee our best soldiers in this adventure. But Superman is incredibly strong, as you know, and even if we are aware that he can control his strength perfectly, we prefered to avoid any risk? We don?t want to see this base completely demolished if our fighters really give their best.? The Colonel galnced one more time towards the young muscular Sergeant in the middle of the room, still trying to figure out who this guy was.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I know you don?t really understand what?s happening, right, Leonard?? The voice of the Corporal cut through his thoughts. ?You want to know why Richard picked him up instead of your champion, don?t you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well? I was wondering, yes?? The Corporal looked on his side. ?Please, Bruce, join us. Doctor Vidal, Amelie? Come here, please.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Sergeant was the first to move. Collins trembled with lust as he watched the incredible hunk walking in his direction. Despite his mass and his extreme muscular development, all his movements were a model of utmost grace. His walk was elegant, and for Collins, the friction noise of the fabric between the long and muscular thighs, just under the crouch, was simply erotic. He wanted to jump on him and tear apart that shirt, to explore for himself this young rooster?s incredible body.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The two scientists followed Pierce, who motioned towards the second and only remaining armchair and directly sat in it. Collins finally had a better view of the gorgeous face. His heart was now beating very fast. But he blinked and noticed, over the Sergeant, Doctor Vidal et Amelie Dumont standing just behind him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Hold on, Miss Dumont, I will request another chair for you. And also one for you, Doctor.? He was moving his hand towards the intercom when Dumont interjected.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No, Colonel? Don?t? really, it?s ok. I?m fine like this? Don?t bother.? She gave him a polite smile. She was really pretty, around 30 years old. Not very tall, but thin and well proportioned. Her hair was dark and curly, quite long, but tied on the back of her head. Delicate face, dainty nose, tender lips, quite thin: she looked like a doll. Her skin was pale. A manner of peacefulness transpired through her eyes. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Colonel gave quick glances at Pierce and the Corporal, who didn?t show any sign of wanting to offer their chairs.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Leonard, let?s just talk about our little business here. As you may have understood already, Bruce is the center of a scientific project. But it was a secret one, ordered by the government: a special enhancement program. Doctor Vidal could explain all this to you in details but we don?t have much time and we don?t want to waste yours??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No, it?s ok?? tried to reply the Colonel, but Knowles went on regardless:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?We presented Pierce to the General, and he was really impressed by his power and strength. He obviously wanted to see more of him. That?s why he chose him instead of your Tucker guy.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Colonel gave a brief look at the hunky Sergeant, who was still playing with his little wooden stick, a faint smile glued to his lips. Pierce slowly brought his large hands to his glasses. His forearms grew a little and the muscle ropes, so clearly visible under the skin without even his flexing, swelled as he moved his fingers. He delicately took the glasses off. His eyes were closed. Collins subconsciously held his breath. Pierce opened his eyes in a slow motion. They were a shade of green-blue, very pale, almost grey? They were mesmerizing. The contrast with his smooth tanned skin was unendingly sexy.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He smiled frankly to the Colonel:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Tomorrow, you will have the most amazing experience of your life, Sir?? His voice was brimming with confidence.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well, I?m quite impatient to see you in the ring, anyway?? replied the Colonel, blushing a little. He was feeling embarassed in front of this muscular phenomenon. He was more than impressed. It was as if the gorgeous stud could crush all his lines of defense with the merest smile. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I can?t wait to fight Superman tomorrow? it will be a real?? A quick look from the Corporal cut his phrase short. No word was said but there was a clear message. Pierce, without even looking at him, matter-of-factly continued: ?? a real honor to fight someone like Superman.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, you can be proud to be the first soldier chosen for this,? added the Colonel.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Sergeant simply smiled in response, raised his head and inhaled deeply. His massive neck grew a little. The shirt stretched completely, and as Pierce expanded his chest more and more, the fabric began to make a little tearing sound. The buttons were close to popping up, nearly trembling under the pressure. Pierce suddenly exhaled loudly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oooooooooooh yes, I really can?t wait for tomorrow!? he jumped off the armchair and stood straight. ?Gentlemen, I will let you speak for a while. I wanna work out a little. I have to be in my best shape for this fight!? With that, he winked at the Colonel and glanced towards the young lady. ?Dumont, come and assist me.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oh, no, Bruce, it?s ok for the tests today?? replied the woman. ?You can go alone, I will?? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No, no, Amelie,? cut Vidal. ?Go with Bruce. We need a last evaluation before tomorrow.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But Doctor, I thought we would discuss my?? began the young scientist, but she was interrupted again by the doctor.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?We?ll have all the time to talk about this, Amelie, don?t worry? Now, go with Bruce and assist his training, ok??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Collins whispered a goodbye but she had already left the room, overtaking Bruce without waiting for him.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]On nearly the opposite side of the base, Aaron Tucker was alone in the special gym. At this time, the working out area was often empty. He was pacing around. His huge muscle mass didn?t seem to reduce his speed and nimbleness. He was isolated from the rest of the world, basking in Maria Callas? singing in his mini-headphones. He needed to cool down. He felt some large drops of sweat running down his face, falling in his eyes. The salty taste of his own sweat in his mouth. ?I have to forget about this. There is no need to bother. I will fight Superman another time, that?s all.? He came to a standstill in front of a huge barbell resting on a metallic support. ?Let?s go for another set.? He added 50 pounds of weight to the bar. ?Hummm? he thought, nearly smiling, ?I should be really angry more often. I don?t try 550 pounds everyday!? [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]He lifted the bar off the rack and stood for a moment in front of the mirror. His neck and traps seemed to explode with power. His shoulders were lowered because of the weight he was holding. His massive pecs stretched his white tank-top. He was almost impressed at the sight of his own reflection. He had always been a big guy. Even at school, he was taller and more massive than the other kids. When he entered the US forces, he quickly became the new wrestling champion of the army because of his fighting skills and natural physical abilities? At 25, he weighed 215 pounds of hard muscle for 6?2 of height. But over the last five years, since he entered the enhancement program and joined the UltraCell team, his body changed a lot. He had stopped getting taller at the age of 18, but at 29 years old, he started once more gaining in height. It was such a strange feeling. But he was not only getting taller again, his work out was more efficient than ever. He was getting more massive. And his strength was likewise increased in an amazing way.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He began to raise his forearms, curling the bar up. He was not really panting hard. He did a set of 12 reps quite easily and put the bar back on the rack. His control of the weight was so complete that the bar made no noise when it touched the metallic support. The smile on his face came back. ?I definitely have to be angry more often!? He stretched his big arms. He shook them on the side, creating ripples through the huge muscles, and contracted them suddenly, watching in the mirror the large triceps and the dense biceps solidify into two concrete rocks of unbreakable marble. His forearms were also extremely ripped. He relaxed them and began pacing again.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Suddenly, he heard a door slamming in the room and turned around, completely surprised. Sergeant Pierce had entered the gym with the young Dumont by his side. Tucker took his mini-headphones off as they neared him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Are we interrupting something?? smirked the young Sergeant with his cocky attitude, as he stood next to Tucker. Tucker briefly considered the striking pale eyes.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I was just working out,? the Herculean Lieutenant calmly replied, having noticed the provocative tone in Pierce?s voice. He gave a quick glance towards Miss Dumont. She looked so petite standing next to the massive Sergeant. Earlier in the office, he hadn?t realized that she was so pretty.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Mind if I join you?? asked Pierce.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I am just finished,? lied the Lieutenant. His bad mood was rising again as this young stallion stood in front of him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Maybe scared to discover why they picked me instead of you?? sneered Pierce disdainfully.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker nearly chocked. Clearly that was the young Sergeant?s aim, as Tucker watched that arrogant smile getting ever wider. And the Lieutenant was not the only stunned witness of the scene. Dumont was staring at Pierce with an expression of surprise. It was such a direct aggression towards the Lieutenant. Pierce fixed intently Tucker?s blue eyes.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Am I wrong, Tucker?? ventured the hulky Sergeant.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I was leaving, Pierce.? Tucker tried his best to keep his cool. He attempted a forced smile and went on: ?Maybe I?ll have the pleasure to train with you another day??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce crossed his arms on his massive chest. Tucker couldn?t avoid noticing those huge pecs getting completely round. The pecs were now touching each other, ever more testing the fabric of the shirt.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Come on, Tucker. I know you?re completely pissed off about tomorrow!? He raised his head a little in an attempt at intimidation. ?Are you that afraid to realize that you are completely out of the competition here??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Out of the competition?? replied Tucker, more and more annoyed by the young man?s arrogance.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Exactly?? He lowered his head and admired his huge round pecs. He uncrossed his arms and flexed his right biceps, raising his right clenched fist in front of his chest. The sleeve of the shirt molded the muscular arm which grew in size as Pierce twisted his fist close to the round globe of muscle. Through the fabric, a huge vein, crossing the biceps lengthwise, was clearly visible. He looked up to meet Tucker?s eyes.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You think you are impressing someone here, Sergeant?? said the huge Lieutenant, without a trace of emotion. The size of his own arms on either side of his torso, his hands firmly set on his hips, was the simplest and best answer he could give to the young man. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oh, yes? You?re big, Tucker?? Pierce relaxed his arm and stepped closer to Tucker.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Amelie followed the scene with disbelief. She couldn?t imagine that those two men, those two guys from the same army might fight over such stupid motives. But she couldn?t help herself but to compare the differences in size between the two soldiers. She always thought Pierce was bound to be the biggest man on the planet. He was so big and tall. Every time he faced a new soldier, he would utterly humiliate him with his size and his amazing physical development. O, he was vain, for sure? But he had every reason to be, the young woman always thought. His enhancement had begun very early for him. He?d always known he was special. He?d always known he would become the best? And this was finally happening. It was quite normal that a man his age, with his physique and strength, might sometimes play with his superiority. But today, things were different. Tucker was outclassing him. The Lieutenant seemed much more massive and solid.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]She was now inspecting his stature. The way his muscular neck bore his handsome and manly head? the way his broad shoulders made him look as big as a house and were yet fully relaxed and perfectly proportioned with the rest of his body? the way his chest would heave up and down with his breathing, making his pecs swell slowly? She was admiring all this? Maybe a little too much: she felt a flush of warmth coloring her cheeks and looked away for a time. She saw Pierce making another step in Tucker?s direction.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But you?re not that sure about your strength, right?? He motioned his large physique ever closer. Their noses were almost touching, Pierce was nearly on tip toes. But before Tucker could reply, Pierce placed both his hands on Tucker?s chest and violently pushed him back.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker lost his balance and had to take a few steps backwards to avoid a fall. The move took him completely by surprise.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You were right, Dumont? this guy is just a loser!? said Pierce in a whisper. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What?? exploded the young scientist. ?But I never?? She was interrupted by the Lieutenant?s powerful voice.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Don?t do that, kid? Don?t play that kind of game or you will regret it? really?? Tucker stood with absolute confidence. ?I?m already fed up with you.? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I don?t think ?fed up? is the right word, Tucker?? mocked the Sergeant. He moved his hands up to the collar of his shirt and paused for a second. His smile became more assured. He moved his hands apart, opening the collar more, making a button pop. ?The word ?worried? would be more appropriate.? He popped another button, opening his shirt more and more. Tucker was speechless, gaping. He wasn?t prepared for this sight. Even if the Lieutenant was bigger than Pierce, the Sergeant was far from being small? very far. Pierce was tearing all the buttons apart. ?Or, seeing your face right now, you should have used ?amazed? instead?? The shirt was now completely opened. ?God!? thought the Lieutenant. ?I never expected this kid could hide such a chest under his shirt.? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But it was true. Pierce?s chest was something to see. The young man took both sides of the shirt and threw it open, revealing his entire torso. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You need a better view?? His satisfaction was complete, observing the reaction of the big Lieutenant who was discovering his exceptional body.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker couldn?t hide his surprise. ?But how can a kid this age have a chest that big? It?s impossible!? But the facts were plain. Pierce?s pecs were incredibly large. But what took Tucker?s breath away was their roundedness and their striations. They were not flexed, but they seemed hardened to the max, as if defying gravity. Their shape was perfect, nicely round underneath, unbelievably thick, and perfectly cut from the rest of the torso. Those stupendous pecs were matched lower down by a set of abs equally impressive and inconceivably defined, and Pierce?s narrow waist only emphasized the impression of their density. His obliques were amazingly cut.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce continued stripping off his muscular torso. He uncovered his massive deltoids, opening the shirt further. He moved his arms to the back to free them totally from the sleeves. And as he did, all the muscles of his upper torso seemed to grow and dance in front of Tucker?s eyes. His deltoids and traps were exceedingly striated and ripped. Moving his arms behind his back as he did produced waves of flexing in his hard round pecs. Pierce finally brought his arms back on either side of his overdeveloped torso, holding the shirt in his left hand. Tucker?s eyes couldn?t stop looking up and down at their perfection. He was rivetted by a large tattoo encircling the middle of the right biceps. It was a stylized chain, in a Maori rendering. His arms were ripped, the muscles were long, round, striated, vascular? he had everything. With years spent in this enhancing program, Tucker had seen a lot of very muscular men. They were tough, they were big? But he had never met someone with a torso and arms remotely like Pierce?s. ?I cannot believe this bastard is built like that! He has everything, size, symmetry, definition?? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Sergeant looked sideways at Amelie Dumont. He moved the hand which was still holding the shirt and showed it to her.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What do you think you are doing, Bruce?? asked the young woman with a sternness and assurance that surprised Tucker.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I do what I want to do, Dumont!? said the Sergeant as he threw to her his khaki shirt.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The scientist caught it and immediately threw it on the floor.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You will not fight with Lieutenant Tucker! I can assure that!? The lady didn?t seem at all impressed. Tucker nearly smiled at the sight of this cute little piece of a woman yelling at this overwhelming mountain of a man. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Who said I wanted to fight that man?? replied the soldier, getting closer to Miss Dumont and facing her. Tucker immediately got ready to intervene, every fiber of his muscular body suddenly tensed. ?This kid is completely unpredictable. If he attacks her, she is dead with his first move,? quickly thought the Lieutenant.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What do you want, Pierce?? asked Tucker in a serious and authoritative tone.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Sergeant turned his head in his direction. Tucker tried not to stare at the pecs from the side. From that point of view, they were even more impressive, if that ever were possible. Their roundedness was truly unbelievable. ?If my bone structure wasn?t what it is, if we were compared only on muscle mass, I?m sure this kid would beat me in the pecs department. Jesus, they are so big and thick and look so hard. They nearly seem independent from his torso, like two round rocks glued unto his chest.? Pierce made his toothpick move in his mouth and caught it with his right hand. Tucker was astonished once more. As Pierce moved his forearm up, the long and round biceps turned into a perfect ball of pure power. Their size was smaller than Tucker?s but the definition was astonishing. The biceps seemed to explode off the rest of the arm. The peak was staggering, unreal. The tattoo expanded, enhancing the impression of power. The entire arm was fabulously ripped. Pierce pointed the sharp tip of the wood stick towards his right pec and moved the toothpick on it. The stick crushed on the hard muscle and immediately got pulverized, without leaving any trace of pinprick on the flawless skin.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce smiled, scanning his massive arm. He raised his head to face Tucker.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Impressive, right?? asserted the cocky Sergeant, looking back and forth at his huge arm and at the Lieutenant. Tucker didn?t know what to answer. Pierce?s gaze became devilish. ?But my arms are even more impressive when I flex them!? And saying so, he quickly lowered his forearms, throwing the rest of the toothpick on the ground. He spread his arms slightly away from his torso and clenched his fists powerfully. As he did, his entire right arm seemed suddenly to inflate. Large new veins appeared on the massive forearm. The long biceps became rounder and rounder, pulsating with power; the triceps swelled too, making plainly visible the horseshoe shape. This guy?s arm was the ultimate anatomy class for any bodybuilder. He paused like this for a moment, lost in wonder at his own perfection and suddenly raised his right forearm at an incredible speed. The biceps and triceps seemed to jump off the arm. They were already completely ripped and yet were still swelling and pushing in opposite directions, forcing the arm to a monstrous size. The forearm was striated beyond belief, covered with veins. On top of the shoulder, the huge deltoids were the seat of an awesome inflation, and, along the whole limb, all the muscles were fighting against each other, seeking room to swell further, turning into an impressive sinew of hard steel muscles. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What about an armwrestling match, asshole?? asked the young Sergeant, grunting a little as he flexed even more his arm for the benefit of the Lieutenant.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker quickly regained his composure and smiled:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I agree that you really need a good lesson, Pierce!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce lowered his arm to his side and looked around. A big metallic table caught his attention. He smiled and glided in that direction.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Come here, Lieutenant, I?m going to show you what those babies are capable of!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The older man looked at Amelie Dumont. She was trying to hide any emotion, but he knew that she wasn?t in control of anything here and that she was thoroughly angry. He took off the mp3 player attached to his tank top and laid it with the headphones on a bench nearby. He smiled to Amelie and followed Pierce.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The young man was waiting for him, taking position behind the table. Tucker stopped, facing the other. Without losing any time, the Sergeant leaned forward a little and put his elbow on the table. His biceps grew to their freakish peak. Tucker stared at the tattoo, stretched to the max. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Tucker merely smiled back and, calmly put his elbow on the table, lowering his torso above it. Pierce considered the Lieutenant?s impressive arm. It was very different from his own. If Pierce?s arm was a display of definition and muscle separation, Tucker?s was just entirely big. His large bone structure made his body already bigger. His wrist was much larger than Pierce?s for instance. But on top of that, Tucker?s physique was the living proof of a hard workout routine begun long ago. His muscles didn?t seem young like Pierce?s. Tucker?s muscles had been carved through long years of lifting. Close to any one muscle, you could see another muscle. Between his forearm and the beginning of the biceps, dozens of muscles were clearly visible, making his arms looking like large tree trunks. ?The massiveness of his arms is dumbfounding.? Thought Amelie, as she moved nearer the two Hercules. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce and Tucker clasped their hands, taking time to settle their grip in each other?s hand. They finally found their marks on the other. They were staring straight in their opponent?s eyes.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Dumont, just make the count!? ordered Pierce, without even looking at her.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What?? replied the woman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Just count, 1, 2, 3, ok?? cut Pierce violently.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?All this is stupid,? uttered the young woman to herself, but loudly enough to be heard. She rested her hand on their clenched fists.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?1??2??.? She felt their arms beginning to shake. They were both ready, studying each other. ?3!? She quickly removed her hand and under her eyes, the two big arms contracted to the max, growing and getting harder. Pierce took the advantage, pushing on Tucker?s forearm brutally. The lieutenant was obviously surprised but contained the effort of his opponent and slowly brought their fists back to the starting point. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You are? a fucking? strong kid, you know?? commented Tucker, between grunts.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I? I am.. Not a KID?.? replied the powerful Sergeant through his teeth. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]They both concentrated fully, neither of them wanting to make a mistake which might give the other a decisive advantage. Pierce gave another attack, pushing Tucker?s forearm back down. But slowly, little by little, the Lieutenant moved his fist up. And this time, he didn?t stop at the vertical point. He went past it and continued his way, forcing Pierce?s forearm lower. The young man?s eyes were spitting fire. He couldn?t believe this. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]From the side, Amelie was in a state of shock: Pierce was in trouble against someone. She had never seen anything like it before. His face was red, he was breathing heavily, nearly shouting when he exhaled, giving his full force. His massive hard body was tensed to the max. His pecs trembled as they couldn?t flex any further. But there was nothing to do: his arm was getting lower and lower. She quickly turned her attention to Tucker. He was panting hard but he was physically in control. His torso was straight, his arm steady. He was channelling all his body?s strength towards a single purpose: to pin Pierce down. And his python-like arm was doing it and doing it square. Finally, Pierce?s hand touched the metallic surface of the table.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000] - ?I think your ?babies? have just met their true master, am I wrong Kid?? Tucker immediately broke the grip as he said that in a gently mocking tone.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce shouted in anger.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?NOOOOooooooooo??..? He was trembling with rage? He turned round and, with a single blow, smashed and destroyed the punching ball that was there. He looked at the ceiling and contracted his arms on the sides of his body, trying to contain the enormous surge of rage. He moved towards the exit door then turned and looked at Tucker. Pointing his finger at him, he declared in a vicious tone: ?Next time I meet you, asshole, you will eat dust!? He clenched his fists and brought them in front of his chest in a fighting stance. He gave two fake blows in front of him. ?With just two blows?? He grinned like the devil and added: ?You really don?t know who you just messed with!? He turned and left the gym, shattering the door with his right fist as he stormed out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Amelie was staring in disbelief at the tall muscle man in front of her. His face was serious, he wasn?t even savoring his victory. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?How did you beat him so easily, Lieutenant Tucker?? Her voice was like a whisper. He looked at her. It was the first time she addressed him, and the way she pronounced his name touched him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?When will you realize that you are all doing a big mistake sending this stupid arrogant kid to face Superman instead of me?? His voice was solemn and firm. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But how did you win this armwrestling match so easily. Bruce is supposed to be the strongest in this army. All the tests proved that.? Her eyes were rivetted upon Tucker?s blue eyes. ?You were not supposed to be that strong??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000] - ?You supposed all wrong obviously, Miss Dumont?? His voice also was warmer. But he became serious again and started to make his way to the exit door. Walking past her, he added: ?But next time you enhance someone, don?t pick the first psycho-maniac kid who comes by, ok? This could be dangerous??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]?This jerk will regret that. No one can do that to me? Shit? I gave my best but I couldn?t do anything against the fucking bastard!? He shoved the razor in the water. ?Oh yes, he will regret it?? He raised his head a little, shaved the bottom part of his chin and nervously rinsed the blade in the water. He paused and looked at himself in the mirror. He closed his eyes, reopened them and smiled to himself. ?This asshole doesn?t know who I am?? He moved his hands up again and shaved the right cheek. Again he rinsed the blade. ?But he will soon learn what I am really capable of. I will fight Superman and the world will know who I am!? He smiled even more. He took a step back and surveyed his body. He was naked, with just a little white towel, around the waist. The towel was so small that he had had to knot it on the right side of the waist, for fear of losing it. It didn?t even reach his knees, and the upper part of his right thigh was fully visible.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Sergeant Bruce Pierce was the youngest soldier in the military army chosen to be enhanced. At 6?4 and a huge and ripped 250 pounds of muscles, his body was the result of a new biogenic technology. And given what he beheld in the mirror, it was more than a resounding success. The young military man considered his massive round pecs. Since his teens, he always loved to work them hard. And now, he could proudly bask in the result of his efforts. They were prodigiously thick and fully striated. He put the razor on the little table under the mirror and laid his wet hands on his muscular pecs. ?God, even relaxed, they are already incredibly hard.? At 24 years of age, the young man was not fully used to his own body. In his case, the enhancement had started when he was very young, but results were rather slow coming. Over the last year however, his physique had changed dramatically? Since in fact he began the new program, with Vidal and Dumont. He grabbed his pecs firmly, squeezing a little. His powerful arms barely allowed him to dent them. He eased the pressure exerted by his hands and shifted them until they rested underneath the massive muscles. He lifted his hands a little, gauging the large round pecs in his palms, feeling their enormous weight as he pushed them. He was so proud of these![/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He moved his hands down, bringing his pecs back to their normal position. He slowly brought his hands one towards the other, clenched his left fist and covered it with his right palm. The smile broadened on his face. He stared at his relaxed pecs expectantly, tasting the moment. He felt his long dick under the towel stirring in anticipation. Suddenly, he compressed his arms, flexing them to the max. His huge pecs instantly doubled in size, becoming more rounded. Pierce ogled them with lust. Their striations were breathtaking. He studied the perfect shape under every angle, keeping the pressure on his huge arms. He propped his torso forward to get a closer view in the mirror. He grunted a little, flexing those magnificent pecs even more, controlling the pressure. The muscle fibers were tensing and tensing further, slowly inflating with more power. He watched the skin stretch, as the muscles grew little by little. He was so hot! His dick was now pushing on the towel, lifting it like a tent. He separated his hands, still flexing to the max. He began to cross his arms in front of his chest, moving his hands sideways, in opposite directions. His pecs swelled further; the cleavage between them was disappearing, the two big rocks of muscles now crushing against each other. The round deltoids began to squeeze them even more. Pierce, raising his head a little, emitted a cocky: ?Yeeaaahhhhhhhhhh?? He kept the pose for a moment, twisting his torso left and right and playing with the lights around the mirror and the shadows they cast on the muscular masterpiece.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]But a knock at the door cut short his soliloquy. He walked to the door and looked quickly through the eyepiece. He smiled on discovering the identity of his early visitor. He cast a look down at his towel: his sex was limp, everything was ok? He straightened himself to his full height and opened the door.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]? ?Can?t you just shut up with all your bullshit, Victor?? said Elisabeth Bergman to her husband.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I?m sure of what I?m saying, Betsy! Living close to that military base is not the best decision of our life. I don?t want to sign for this house!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The woman aimed her red shinny nail at her husband. They were outside, on the side of the house, overlooking the yellow cornfield Mrs Bergman loved so much:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I won?t let you ruin this transaction! They are all inside, ready to sign and sell us this wonderful house.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?But the UFOs! Area 51? You never heard of that??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Will you shut the fuck up with your bloody UFOs! This is not area 51! How many times do I have to tell you that THERE WILL BE NO UFO FLYING ABOVE THIS FIELD, VICTOR!!! NEVER!!!? The lady shouted just as a strange noise caught both their attention.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Suddenly, a blue object streaked through the sky, flying at such incredible speed that it seemed to leave behind a long blue tail. It passed just above the cornfield. A moment later, it was already far away, a cloud of dust and corn as the only testimony of its flight.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Victor Bergman turned to his wife whose hair was now a complete mess. He simply smiled and said:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You see, I told you it was a bad idea??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman was flying at full speed. He didn?t want to be late for this first meeting with the military team. General Richard had been a friend of his for a long time now, and Superman had promised him that he would follow this project assiduously. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He breathed in the fresh air. This was a beautiful morning. He smiled, watching the ground, the fields, the rivers passing quickly under him. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Today will be a wonderful day!? [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Aaron Tucker quickly adjusted the collar of his grey T-shirt in front of his bedroom mirror. The mirror, though rather large, could not offer him a full view of his own body. His shoulders were too broad for the frame. Tucker did not feel entirely at home in this room? In fact, nor in any of his former apartments. He had lived in that apartment, on the base, for the past four years. But he felt the room getting smaller and smaller. Of course, his body was getting bigger. But that was not enough to account for his unsettled impression. He adjusted the belt of his pants. He paused for a moment, watching on the side. He picked up a picture frame from the little dressing table next to the mirror and gave it a quick kiss. After gently setting the frame back on the table, he rushed out of the room.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He slammed the door of his apartment shut, almost in mid-run, not wanting to be late for the last check-ups before Superman?s arrival. But a shout from his left stopped him in his tracks:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Be careful!? That soft voice with the barely noticeable French accent?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Oops, sorry, Miss Dumont! I didn?t see you?? said he, as he stopped in front of her. She was so small compared to his massive size.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes, I can see that?? The tone of her voice was teasing and completely friendly. She extended her hand to him. The Lieutenant grabbed it. His gigantic palm completely engulfed hers, but the handshake was gentle.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Good morning, Miss Dumont! I hope you slept well??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Thanks, Lieutenant. Good morning to you too. Well? Yes, I slept like a baby!? She nearly giggled, though she didn?t really know why? Tucker was looking at her, his deep blue eyes full of care and affection. She paused for a moment and stared at him, smiling: ?But, you know, you can call me Amelie??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Only if you call me Aaron!? replied the tall man, smiling back at her. ?But where are you going? Superman will be there in an hour, not before.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I know but I have to prepare everything for the scanning program.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?The scanning program??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Oh, yes? Sorry? It?s a program used to enter automatically all the stats of a person: height, weight and all the different characteristics of the body we need. It takes a few seconds to work but it need calibrations?? She waited a moment sizing him. ?Hey, but I never scanned you, right??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hummm? no, of course! I met you yesterday and I don?t think you ?scanned? me overnight??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The young woman blushed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Ok, ok, I?m stupid! Well, Listen, if you have a minute, I can scan you just before Superman arrives. Come to the little office the Colonel offered us to work in, and I?ll do that.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Cool! Sounds good! I never took the time to get some good measurements? Finally I might know how big I am! This will be fun!? He began to walk away from her. ?I?m sorry but I really gotta go now, I will be late! I?ll see you in 45 minutes in your office then! Bye!? And he waved her goodbye.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Well, goodbye? Aaron?? she said, just to herself. He had already reached the end of the corridor, running impressively fast with his strong legs. ?Aaron?? She smiled and went on her way, with a definite bounce in her walk.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Colonel Collins? lower jaw nearly fell to the ground. In front of him stood Sergeant Bruce Pierce, almost naked, sporting only a minuscule towel around his waist.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hi Colonel!? said the hunky soldier. His massive frame filled the entire door. He was eyeing the older man, a smirk on his face. The Colonel was completely taken aback. He couldn?t budge a single articulation. He was staring at the young man?s sublime muscle build. Pierce?s large pecs were commanding all his attention. They were immense. The Colonel?s heart was pounding so hard as to break free of his chest. He had to sit. Without a word, Pierce raised his right arm and leaned it on the doorframe at head height. The arm, even relaxed, swelled as the forearm was now flexed. Pierce, with his arrogant grin, remained silent, still considering the Colonel, who was now poring over the enormous ball which, in normal men, is known as ?biceps?. The flawless skin was tightly stretched over it, like the softest silk hugging a ball of the hardest steel.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Are you gonna stay there all day, or will you come in a moment, Colonel??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Colonel started at that voice.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I? yes, yes, sorry? I was thinking about? about something else, sorry about that, Sergeant!? The man walked into the young soldier?s room. Pierce followed him with his eyes, shaking his head discretely, and still grinning all along. He closed the door and went back towards the bathroom, without a further glance at Collins. The Colonel swallowed hard, as the god-like stud strutted by next to him, presenting him with a majestic view of his muscular back as he entered the bathroom. His gait and the sensual swaying of his hips were lethally erotic.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You can come, Colonel, I don?t bite!? said Pierce from the bathroom.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ? I? I don?t want to bother you? I was just passing by, so I said to myself that I could stop here to wish you good luck!? He tried to laugh lightly, but it sounded fake, even to himself.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Oh, thank you? but come in, don?t stay there, I can?t see you from here. You don?t bother me, it?s ok! Come!? insisted Pierce.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Colonel complied, making a few tentative steps towards the opened bathroom door. The vast expanse of that massive back! The towel looked ridiculously small. The tight muscular butt was molding it in the most intimate way. If Collins could easily make out in detail the pair of firm balls of muscle, twitching slowly as the hulking Sergeant leaned forward to splash his face with cool water, he could hardly fathom the phenomenal V-shape of the young man?s back. The lats were impossibly broad, and the back was unbelievably thick and seemed unhumanly powerful! But overall its carefully sharp definition was entrancing beyond reason![/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce straightened himself suddenly, facing the large mirror. ?His shoulders are so wide compared to his waist? hummm? this kid is more than sexy? But I have to control myself? I can?t?? Pierce, twisting his torso, peered at the Colonel over his round left deltoids, stopping him in his thoughts.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You don?t say a word? Is everything ok?? His tone didn?t sound sincere. He knew what was happening and was already enjoying it. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I? No? I?m fine, sorry?? mumbled the Colonel. ?I don?t know what I have this morning?? He smiled at the Sergeant as much as he could, in an attempt to hide his excitement. But the sight of Pierce, like this, in that posture, the way the twisting of his torso increased the exquisite natural curve of the small of his back? The top part of his back appeared so round, so massive, so gloriously muscular compared to his extremely narrow chiselled waist. And the towel hung so low that the top of his glutes was nearly visible. Pierce turned around completely to face him. He used another towel to dry the skin of his handsome face, slowly, seductively. Collins followed the slow movements of the lower end of that towel, as it stuck between the two round pecs of his chest. The Sergeant was smiling in his natural cocky way.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I know what you have, Colonel?? told Pierce in an assertive voice.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?What do you? mean, Sergeant?? said the older man, as best he could.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You are completely into muscles, right?? replied the young man, in the same tone. The Colonel?s heart skipped a beat. He was staring at Pierce, eyes wide open.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ? I? I? I? no, what are you talking about?? I don?t??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You can?t take your eyes off me, right??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I? No, it?s just that? that I?? The Colonel tried to laugh as he simply didn?t know what to say. His face was turning red. ?All this is ridiculous, I think? I think I will??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You will what, Colonel?? began Pierce, casting the face towel aside and stepping in his direction. He stopped just in front of him. His towering stature was now blocking the rest of the room from the Colonel?s view. His chest was proudly swelled out; his arms rested on his sides. ?Tell me what you want to do now??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I? I? think I will?? The Colonel tried to raise his eyes, but his gaze was transfixed by the huge pectoral muscles. ?I have to leave? You have to finish getting ready??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Is that really what you want?? said Pierce in a seductive voice. He took a step closer to the Colonel. The senior officer could not move back. His feet were glued to the floor. The hunky officer?s chest nearly touched his nose.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I? really have? to leave.. Sergeant?? mumbled Collins. But Pierce didn?t move. He simply inhaled, his chest expanding even more. The massive right pectoral muscle gently brushed the Colonel?s face.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I?m sure you would prefer to stay, just a little more?? He contracted his right pec and Collins felt the huge muscle move, caressing his skin as it slowly bounced.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I? I? it?s just that??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?It?s just that you are too coward to ask me if you can look at me? stare at me? admire me? If you can just? worship me? Am I wrong, Colonel?? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Sergeant Pierce? I?? But Pierce moved in closer, pushing Collins with his dense pecs. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Shut up and enjoy!? He forcibly contracted his powerful chest, sending backwards the Colonel who fell on the leather seat behind him, in the living room. Collins blinked twice, wondering just what had happened. Pierce remained standing in the frame of the bathroom door. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You know, Collins, there is something I can?t stand! Do you know what it is?? The Colonel could only reply ?no? with a movement of the head. ?It?s cowardice. It makes me sick!? Collins swallowed hard. The young Sergeant slowly came nearer. ?You like big muscular guys? you like them tall? You like them hard? You like them strong?? The Colonel?s heart was on fire. Pierce stopped in front of the leather chair. ?You love muscles! And you can?t believe you are in the presence of the most gorgeous man on this planet! Am I wrong?? Pierce?s voice was a mixture of seduction and domination.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You have an amazing body, yes?? said softly the Colonel.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Can you repeat that louder, Collins??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I said? Hum, humm? I said that you have the most incredible body I?ve ever seen, Sergeant!? Pierce smiled cockily. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You?re such a big fag, so deep into muscles that you could beg me to flex for you? You want me to, right? You want me to flex my mighty body just for you? You want to see my young ripped muscles just blow you away with a single move. You want that, right, Collins?? His voice was becoming more threatening. The Colonel?s dick had been hard since he entered the room, but those comments were too much to hear? His hard-on was now nearly hurting. He had never felt so excited.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You? You would do that? You could? flex for me?? answered Collins, with complete lust.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I want to show you what a real man?s body must look like. But you have to tell me if you want to see me flex??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes!!!? replied the colonel nearly against his will. He was sweating hard. ?Yes? I want you to flex your huge muscles for me, Sergeant?? The young soldier was so hot. His nearly naked, perfectly hairless body like this, in front of him? It was too much![/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You want to see me flex?? repeated the muscular young man. ?Say it louder, faggot!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?YES!!! PLEASE, SERGEANT, FLEX FOR ME!!!? The Colonel was nearly shouting.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]His voice echoed in the room for several seconds. Pierce didn?t move. The Colonel began to worry. The young Sergeant was supremely sexy but at the same time very intimidating.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Do you think Superman can compete with my body?? asked the Sergeant arrogantly. The Colonel was fully surprised by this question but also completely excited by this young stud measuring himself to Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I? I don?t know? I never saw him in person? He is a friend of the General?not a friend of mine? Just on TV or in magazines? But I never met him so it?s hard to tell??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Look at this and tell me if you think Superman can handle the comparison.? At that, he raised his right arm and flexed his mighty biceps. The muscles swelled, hitting an unbelievable peak. The Colonel was in a trance. On the previous day, this mind-blowing hunk had come in his office for the first time? Today, he was almost stark naked, flexing for his superior in command. The Colonel now admired the sexy tattoo he hadn?t noticed before and drooled at its expansion as the biceps and the triceps swelled and flexed. ?Look at that size, that definition??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?My god, Sergeant? Your biceps are what? 21? 22 inches??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce smiled arrogantly, staring at his own biceps. He grunted a little and flexed even more. The biceps grew in response.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Those babies are nearly 23 inches, Collins?? He slowly raised his other arm and hit an unearthly double-biceps pose. ?And as you can see, my left arm is as big? Nothing more, nothing less? The perfect symmetry!? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Collins? throat was parched? The muscular hunk?s V-shape was overwhelming. His lats, as he flexed his arms like this, spread out for ever.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce raised his arms further, placed his hands behind his neck and exhaled completely. The wall of his abs contracted. The massive bricks of muscles were pushing and fighting against each other to claim more room in which to expand. They were so ripped and defined! The Colonel was losing himself in awe over Pierce?s entire body. The soldier lowered his arms suddenly. He rested for a second and lifted his left leg up, laying his foot on the armrest of the leather chair.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Colonel turned his head slightly to take in the enormous quads. They were titanic. The thigh as a whole was of mythical proportions. And like the rest of his body, it was so sharply cut, so perfectly ripped, that the mere sight of it was unendingly erotic. Collins? eyes wandered along the powerful limb. With the leg in this position, the towel was held up, and Collins caught a brief glimpse of the soldier?s large limp dick. He panicked at the thought that Pierce might notice his looking that way, and he focused his gaze back towards the knee. Pierce began to massage a little the colossal thigh with both hands, grabbing the huge muscles firmly and in a manly way. They seemed so massive, so dense![/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce lowered his torso and placed his left elbow on those amazing quads, looking at Collins in the eyes.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Do you know that your dick is already sending loads of precum into your pants?? commented the cocky Sergeant. Collins panicked. He tried to move to check, but Pierce held his attention. ?There is nothing you can do about it, Collins? You will come in a minute? You already know it??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?No? I can?t do that now? Superman will arrive and I??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Shush?? said Pierce. He pinned him with his mesmerizing grey eyes. ?You know you can?t do anything against me. You can?t fight what you are feeling right now. This lust for me? This desire? You just can?t? So let yourself go??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?No? I??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You what? You know that if I do this?? He moved his right arm in front of his chest. The arm was straight, the fist clenched. He rotated a little the muscular arm, allowing Collins to admire it under every angle. Collins? mouth was gaping. To contemplate that arm so closely was a frightening wonder. He couldn?t stop admiring its supreme definition. The vascularity was nothing short of transcendant. ?You know that if I do that, you will be at the verge of creaming your pants completely.? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce was exactly right. Collins closed his eyes in order not to come? He tried to breathe slowly, but his heart was racing. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Open your eyes, faggot!? ordered Pierce. The Colonel obeyed. ?And cream your pants, now?? With that, he lifted his forearm, flexing his biceps, presenting their backside to the older man. The biceps were rising ever higher. The Colonel?s eyes were glued to the long round muscles as they inflated into a humongous ball of raw power. The tattoo stretched and stretched. Collins knew he couldn?t fight this much longer, but he didn?t want to come? Not now? It was impossible? He raised his eyes a little and caught sight of the achingly beautiful face of the Sergeant who was staring at him straight in the eyes. Pierce?s self-confidence was unassailable. He knew exactly the effect he had on the Colonel. He said simply:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Come.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]And immediately the Colonel felt a rush of pleasure coursing through his entire body? And he came. No need to touch himself. Pierce?s erotic power was so complete, so absolute that any other stimulation would have been superfluous. Pierce increased his flexing, propeling the helpless Colonel into a higher level in his orgasm. The older man couldn?t contain a shout of pleasure. He was drinking from Pierce?s sight? The cocky man kept staring at him in the same way, the greenish-blue steel of his eyes betraying no change of expression as the Colonel came. He stopped his flexing and, standing straight, removed his foot from the armchair.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You are such a predictable fag!? he said with disdain. The Colonel was finishing his orgasm, eyes now shut. Pierce walked back towards the bathroom and added: ?Now leave! Go and clean yourself and let me get ready!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Collins tried to regain his composure. He got up from the chair. His pants were wet at the crotch. He looked in the direction of the bathroom and said shyly:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I?ll see you at? at the entrance of the special room then?? He waited for a second but, as no answer was forthcoming, he didn?t insist and left the apartment, a hand between his legs.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]All the people were saved. Once again, Superman surveyed the road. No other car was coming by. He knew he could leave now. The ambulance was arriving at the scene. The people who had helped with the car accident were around him. The woman and her daughter he had just saved in their car were there too. The woman was nearly crying. He looked down at her and smiled gently :[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Don?t worry, Madam, everything is fine now? Your daughter is ok and you barely bruised a vertebra in your lower back. The ambulance has just arrived, everything is going to be all right.? She was looking at his massive frame. She wanted to say something but couldn?t. The emotion was too strong. Death?s sickle had come too near this time? She could still picture her car out of control: one of the tires had exploded, and the car had headed straight to the large truck coming in the opposite lane. And then, nothing? Her car in the air and then back on the side of the road, motionless... safe? But, as she was mysteriously flying, she panicked and tried to grab her daughter on the passenger?s seat. Doing so, she stupidly hurt herself, twisting her torso too fast.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman put a hand on the little girl?s head and gently tousled her hair. He looked back at the woman:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I?ve got to go. Please, give your vehicle a check, Madam. Goodbye!? He instantly took off in the air, above the small crowd, waving a last time to the people on the side of the road.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Thanks?? whispered the woman, feeling strange as she was saying that to herself. But looking back at Superman, she heard:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You?re welcome, Madam!? Superman then increased his speed and flew directly to the military base. He was used to giving himself an extra hour at least for his appointments: this kind of incidents was a common occurrence.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Colonel Collins was running down the stairs. He was late. He knew it and hated it. He had dealt with the mess in his pants. He finally reached the fight room. The room was entered from outside through a large door, around which several people currently congregated. Superman was as yet nowhere to be seen. The Colonel joined the group. Lieutenant Tucker was there, as were the two scientists and the Corporal. But Pierce was missing.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Good morning, Colonel!? said Tucker, giving him a military salute.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Good morning, Lieutenant. Miss Dumont, Doctor Vidal, Philip?? He gave them all a quick nod. ?I?m not that late then!? he simply said.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?No, Colonel, Superman should be here in a few minutes.? Tucker?s voice betrayed his excitement. Collins looked at the broad smile which he hadn?t seen in such a long time: it was so good to see Tucker this happy. The Lieutenant suddenly turned his head, looking on the horizon. He pointed his finger, extending his huge arm. ?There!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]? ?What are you talking about? There is nothing, Tucker? said the Corporal, annoyed. A few seconds passed and suddenly:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?No, wait!? Amelie Dumont?s voice was shaking. ?C?est pas vrai, je r?ve!? she added. ?It?s him!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]A blue dot on the horizon, a supersonic boom and, in the blink of an eye, Superman was just in front of them, hovering above their heads. He slowly lowered himself until his red boots touched the ground delicately.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]This was the first time that each of them could see Superman ?live?. He looked around the group, a gentle smile on his face:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hello everyone! I guess you must be Colonel Collins, Sir?? Superman?s voice was warm and considerate. The Colonel made a step forward. He tried to look at the Man of Steel in the eyes. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Good morning, Superman. It?s a pleasure to welcome you at Cover Town?s military base.? He extended his hand. Superman took it and shook it carefully.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?The pleasure is all mine, Colonel.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Collins was looking at Superman?s face. He was handsome. It was quite strange to see him like that, at such close quarters, in the fair morning light. His eyes were deep and exceedingly blue. His forehead was long and delicate. His dark hair framed his face perfectly. His jaw was a tribute to manhood itself, wonderfully square, with a large chin. His skin was smooth. His mouth was at the same time sensual and manly. His straight nose was precisely in the middle of the handsome face. Superman moved to the side.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hello, Miss.? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Good morning, Superman, My name is Amelie Dumont? replied the young woman. Her French accent was more prominent than ever. ?It?s a pleasure to meet you, at last?? Superman looked at her intently.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Amelie Dumont? Hummm, yes, I remember! You wrote some articles about me in the Chicago Scientific Annual Revue of 1999, didn?t you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes!? said the scientist, visibly impressed? ?I didn?t know you heard about them!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?It was very interesting? I?d love to talk about those later, if you?re fine with that, naturally??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes? Sure, no problem, it would be my pleasure? But?? She looked at him squarely.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?But what, Miss Dumont? Please, speak?? invited Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Well, I remembered the stats I found about you?? She sized him up and down. ?But obviously my informations were wrong. You are definitely bigger than I thought.? She took the time to look at him properly. He was very tall. The large muscular neck supported such a gorgeous face. All the muscles which were visible despite the suit were sharply striated. She couldn?t even guess what his body fat could be. His traps were large and well developed, and she couldn?t believe the size of his extremely broad shoulders. The deltoids were perfectly round and striated, with huge cords of muscles visible under the edge of the suit? Enormous. The blue suit might have been emphasizing this, but he did seem even bigger than Lieutenant Tucker... And so much more than Pierce? His arms resting on either side were impressively muscled, thick, powerful, packed with incredible muscle mass. She stared for a moment at the perfect size of his huge and ripped pecs. The muscular definition was clearly visible under the ?S? of his costume. Likewise his abs revealed their perfect definition: an incredible wall of hard steel bricks. His waist was narrow given his massiveness, lending to his stance incomparable charm and elegance. His long and powerful legs were firmly planted on the ground a distance apart. She never thought he could have been the big. But at the same time, his body was a perfect combination of size and balance. He was big, but given his elegant stature, his height, his natural beauty, his body didn?t seem too big or too muscular. Just the perfect superhero at his best. She tried to speak, hiding her agitation: ?I can easily tell that you are not 6?2 anymore and 220 pounds! Am I wrong??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman smiled at her, a little embarrassed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Well, Miss Dumont, you are right? Those stats are dating a little? You know, fighting stronger and stronger enemies forces me always to outclass myself! The hardest fights I had brought me to a new level of strength!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes? I can imagine that, yes?? She smiled at him. ?Do you know your exact stats now??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He gave her the same bashful smile. He raised his arm and massaged his nape with his large hand. And as he did, his biceps grew in an amazing ball of pure power. Amelie couldn?t stop staring at it.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?No, I don?t really know, exactly??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Ok! If you wish, I can give you all that? We have a small device which is specifically made for that. It will take five seconds of your time. We can do that later? But first, let me introduce to you Doctor Vidal, he is my?? But the doctor burst in:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hello, Superman, delighted to see you.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hello, Doctor.? Then Superman considered his neighbors.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Good morning, Superman!? said the short man in military uniform. ?Corporal Knowles.? They shook hands briefly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Pleased to meet you, Corporal.? But Superman couldn?t stop looking at the tall-framed man next to them. He turned his head a little and faced the huge man. He was nearly as big as him. The man certainly seemed congenial. His handsome face sported a large smile. Superman easily noticed under the officer?s shirt the strong muscular body. He didn?t need special vision to be certain of that.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hi, Superman, I?m Lieutenant Tucker,? said the muscular man, throwing his right arm forward for a handshake. Superman gave heed to the formidable arm developement. The T-shirt was just covering the top of the deltoid. The rest of the arm was pure muscularity. ?This guy is very impressive for a human? His arms are nearly as big as mine!? thought the Man of Steel as he grabbed the Lieutenant?s hand. He felt the strong but at the same time respectful hold: a good manly handshake. Superman smiled back at him and the Lieutenant?s name echoed in his head.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Lieutenant Tucker? Aaron Tucker?? asked Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes! Yes, it?s me! How do you know my name?? replied Tucker, flattered.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Oh, sorry! The General mentioned you!? His voice was cheerful. ?I believe you are one of his best lieutenants, and I heard a lot about you from other people in the US army. A very respected man, I think! It?s a real pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant Tucker!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Well, thank you, Superman!? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Man of Steel looked at him intently in the eyes, enough to grasp the measure of goodness in the man. He finally said:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Are we going to see this installation right there or are you going to make me fight outside?? He put his hand on the Lieutenant?s round shoulder, implying without words that he should lead the way, gauging by the same token the extreme hardness of the muscles. Tucker felt the pressure on his deltoids and cast a glance at Superman, smiling. As they went forth, the latter said: ?You have a most impressive physique, Lieutenant. Most impressive!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?You?re more than a big man yourself, Superman, you know?? chuckled the officer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes, but I?m a Kryptonian and you are a human? Your training must be have been very extensive??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I train hard for sure! I want to be the best! And for that, the salary is sweat, hard training and huge weights!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]They both laughed heartily as they entered the fight room, and Superman said:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Lieutenant, it will be a real honor to fight you in this ring!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Actually, you?re not going to fight Tucker today, Superman,? interjected the Corporal solemnly. The hero glanced quizically at the massive man next to him. The smile on his face was gone, and a serious and sad expression had taken its place.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Oh? I didn?t know? I thought I was going to fight you today??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Well, me too?? replied the Lieutenant, putting on the bravest smile he could muster. ?Hey? but it will be for another time, right?? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Definitely!? returned the man of steel as they shook hands again. Superman looked at Tucker with concern? ?But who am I going to fight then??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]? ?Me!? answered a voice from the other corner of the room. Superman turned to watch the tall man who was making his way towards them. About 6?4. Wearing a khaki shirt, sleeves rolled up under the biceps. He seemed extremely muscular, less than himself and Tucker, thought Superman, but he had a superlative body compared to any human. His dark grey pants suggested pairs of the most massive quads and calves. The metallic buckle of his belt shone under the room?s white lights. Superman whispered discretely to Tucker in a straight tone of voice:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Are you all build like that on this base or is it just the two of you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Just the two of us, Superman, don?t worry?? the amused Lieutenant replied in the same voice. Having uttered those words, the Lieutenant only then realized to whom he was talking, this famous hero he had just met, yet with whom he seemed to have been friend forever. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Superman, I?m glad to introduce to you Bruce Pierce,? said the Corporal in a suave tone. Pierce stood in front of Superman. The superhero was startled by the man?s young age. The contrast between his youthful features and the size of his muscular torso was intriguing. Pierce looked at him straight in the eyes. Superman motioned his hand forward. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Good morning?? began Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Sergeant. Sergeant Pierce.? The US soldier took his hand. His grip was firm, like Tucker?s. But Superman, as the young man was beginning to shake it, felt that the pressure of the hold was slowly increasing. Superman looked down. The Sergeant?s muscular forearm was growing under the effort. Pierce?s hand began to tremble a little. Superman half-smiled, considering the pointlessness of this game of intimidation. He began to squeeze a little in response. Tucker watched the scene, amused, quickly having caught on to the situation. Pierce grimaced slightly and suddenly broke the hold. Superman immediately let go. Silently and discreetly, the young man wriggled his own hand.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Are you ok?? asked Superman, smiling.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I?m perfectly fine, thanks? said Pierce in a curt tone. He met Collins? gaze behind Superman and quickly looked away. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hummm, Superman?? began the Colonel. ?I think it?s time for you to see what we have built for this training program. We are very proud of this room. It was made especially for this program? specifically for you, actually.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?For me??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes, everything in this room has been built with the strongest metal ever devised by man: hyperium.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Man of Steel surveyed his surroundings. The walls of the room were indeed entirely of metal, from top to bottom. The ring in the middle of the room was very spacious, twice the dimensions of a standard ring. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?And there is the ring!? continued the officer. ?Hyperium everywhere. From the mat to the cords, everything? the corners? everything is made of hyperium. If you managed to break this ring, it would probably mean that you were really, really angry!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Your hyperium is that resistant?? asked Superman, intrigued.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes, it is! But let?s try something? Let?s see what you can do against hyperium. Lieutenant, can you hand us the bar just behind you?? Tucker picked up the metallic bar propped against the wall. He felt it, impressed by its weight.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hummm, a bar of pure hyperium?? In turn, he looked at the Colonel and at Superman. ?You don?t mind if I try??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?No problem, Lieutenant,? replied Superman swiftly. ?Go ahead!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker sized up the massive bar. Its diameter was about 4 or 5 inches. It seemed more than solid. He grabbed it with his hands spread apart and began to exert pressure on it. But the bar never yielded. Tucker?s arms swelled slowly. Superman observed the scene with care, his arms crossed on his mighty chest; in that position, his forearms seemed even larger. He paid attention to how Tucker would react as he increased the pressure, how his arms kept on growing a little, flexed to the max, how his face remained focused, how his entire body was put to use in delivering the maximum impact on the bar, how his legs were slightly bent and his torso leaned a little forward, how massively his traps had grown, how his deltoids were pulsating with power, how his biceps exploded from his arms. But all that incredible show of power was not enough to bend this bar, even remotely. In the end, he nearly roared, but the bar didn?t move an inch. He gave up his attempt and exhaled deeply:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Jesus Christ? What is this metal made of? It?s unreal? it?s so hard!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?That was the point, you know, Tucker? quipped Pierce, dryly. ?Give the bar to Superman and let?s see what he can do??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker cast him a dark stare and handed the bar to Superman. The hero smiled at the Lieutenant, trying to make him feel better. Tucker smiled back, controlling himself.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Your turn, now!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes, let me check this!? It was a dull metal, rather dark. Its visual appearance added to its peculiarity. ?Well, here we go?? The Man of Steel spread his large hands as Tucker had done and went to work. His eyes widened as he felt the bar refusing to submit. He glanced sideways at Tucker. The Lieutenant had been staring at him, impatient to see Superman twist it, but the hero?s bewildered look surprised him even more. The Man of Steel readjusted his hands on the bar and tried anew. He contracted his arms. Everyone around gasped as they saw those huge limbs explode in size, everyone except Pierce. The blue sleeves revealed all the intricate definition of his arms; some veins even appeared, visible under the thin fabric. His neck, his traps, his deltoids were flexed too, powerfully. Yet the bar stayed in its original state. He increased the pressure even more. Tucker noticed that the top of those enormous hands were covered by two large veins, and that the thick forearms had grown substantially; they were now shaking under the pressure.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hummm? Even the big Superman won?t be able to make it?? Superman looked askance briefly. He had recognized Pierce?s voice. The young soldier was staring into Superman?s eyes, manifestly indifferent to this fabulous display of strength. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I?? began the Man of Steel as he grunted. ?I think I can do it? I just have to increase the pressure a little more.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I doubt you could do it, Sup! You?re already giving it your best!? The Sergeant?s voice was now really mocking.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman looked back without paying any notice to that last sentence. He focused solely on the bar. Amelie Dumont trembled when she saw the already enormous arms contracting even further. ?My god, he is going to make it? I?d love to know the level of pressure in this!? thought the scientist.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker came nearer to Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Come on, man! You can do it! GO, GO, GOOO!? He was nearly shouting. ?You?re about to do it, come on!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]And suddenly he saw it. The bar started to arch a little. It was almost imperceptible. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?YES, COME ON!!! Go on, Superman, you?re doing it!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman began to roar, putting all his strength in the battle. His arms were amazingly flexed. The bar was bending, slowly? Now the young woman was seeing it too: it really was noticeable. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes? He is doing it!? She looked at Superman?s tall frame. ?Come on, Superman! Bend it completely! You can do it!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The big hero grunted again. His enormous arms lowered as he bent the bar more and more. Tucker was spellbound. Superman was most impressive: not a single muscle fiber in his body was not flexed. He was huge.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The bar had now almost assumed the shape of an upside-down ?U?. With a last effort, Superman?s fists touched. The bar was completely bent. He straightened his torso and held it in his right hand. His face was red, but smiling. He was breathing heavily. All his body was pumped to the max. His definition was breathtaking. Tucker was the first to congratulate him:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?What a job, Superman! You just stunned me!? He gave him a gentle slap on the chiseled and round shoulder, taking note that, contrary to all those to whom he had done this before, Superman didn?t move an inch when he received the gentle blow. The Man of Steel looked at him, sending the smile back.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Thanks for your cheering, Lieutenant! That was very helpful and motivating!? He turned and looked at Amelie Dumont: ?And thanks to you too!? The woman moved closer. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I nearly doubted you would do it, you know?? she said in a funny tone. Superman offered her a flashing smile.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Are you making fun of me, Miss?? he replied as he crossed his pumped arms on his massive chest. She put her right hand on his forearm.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?To be true? No? I thought for a second that you wouldn?t be able to do it? When the Colonel told me the other day that this room and the ring were made in hyperium, and when he added that you could maybe dent it, if you were compelled to do it, I thought he was underestimating the hardness of hyperium. But it was me, who was actually underestimating you. You really surprised me, Superman!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Thank you, Miss Dumont, I really appreciate??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Oh before I forgot, please wait one second!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]She ran to the door and went out, running.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Sometimes this girl is completely mad?? said the Corporal.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I think she is just spontaneous?? commented Tucker. Superman smiled at the Lieutenant.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Amelie came back, running still and carrying a little black box in her left hand and a smaller metallic device in her right. She stopped in front of Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?This? woofff? this?? She was breathless. ?This is the scanner I told you about. Colonel, permission to use it now? It will only take a few seconds.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Agreed? replied Collins, amused.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The small scientist faced the huge hero. She pressed a few buttons on the black box, and turned a small one on the metallic device and pointed it in Superman?s direction.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Just stay still for a second, ok?? requested the young woman. The small machine emitted a slowly increasing noise. She moved the metallic part up and down and the buzz stopped. She paused for a second, watching the box?s small screen expectantly, while her right foot tapped on the floor. Her face suddenly beamed, and she raised her head: ?Everything is in the box! Thank you! I did the same for the Lieutenant, just before you arrived. As I told him, you?ll have access to the results from any computer on this base: look for it in a folder named ?Scan-project Beyond?. It will be there.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]??Thank you, Miss Dumont! I think you will have to show me all this after the training.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yes, sure!? She turned to Tucker. ?Your results will be there too! Can I invite you to view them with us??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?That?s fine by me!? replied the Lieutenant, his hands on his hips.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]? ?Perfect, young fellows!? began the Colonel. ?I think it is time, now, to really start this training program!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Absolutely, Colonel!? answered Superman enthusiastically. The Colonel asked Pierce:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Humm?? He gathered his thought before speaking to the ultimate stud, still under the spell of this morning?s event. ?Sergeant? Do you know where are the persons who were supposed to assist with the training??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?They are just there, Colonel,? answered the massive Sergeant. And looking towards a small door at the corner of the room: ?FLINCH, RUPPERT, COME HERE!!!? ordered Pierce, as he started unbuttoning his shirt. Amelie was surprised to see that he was wearing a white T-shirt underneath.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Two men appeared at the door and walked towards the little group. They were roughly identical in height and shared the same build: two young muscular soldiers. Not remotely in Pierce?s league, but very massive nonetheless.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?These are my sparring partners for my workouts. Peter Flinch and Bobby Ruppert.? The only noticeable difference between the two men was that Flinch was white and Ruppert black. Otherwise, the two guys were body twins. Quite a strange effect to behold. Same broad shoulders, same muscular arms, same waist, same long muscular legs, all developed to exactly the same extent, with the same definition and the same proportions. They saluted the Colonel and the Corporal, paying no attention to the others, even Superman. ?Ruppert is going to assist me during the match, and Flinch will assist Superman.? The Sergeant removed his shirt slowly, revealing the incredible size of his arms to the audience. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Hey, dude! You took some serious mass here!? Flinch remarked as he examined the magnificent limbs. ?Look at this, Bobby!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Yeah, I can see that!? replied the black soldier. ?Impressive, man!? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce gazed down at his arms, beaming with pride. The T-shirt he wore was neither too tight nor baggy; simply a regular shirt, revealing only the rough shape of his huge pecs and the roundness of his deltoids.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Superman, are you ready for the fight?? asked the cocky young man.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The man of steel removed his cape.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?I?m ready, yes.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Good then, let?s start!? Pierce loosened his T-shirt tucked inside the military pants, in a move aiming at taking it off completely. ?Superman, will you remove your top to let us admire your amazing development??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The startled hero stared at him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Excuse me? Hummm? no, I don?t think I will remove the top of my suit, Sergeant. I?m not used to that and I don?t think I will do that today? Sorry??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?It?s ok, Superman.? he let go of his T-shirt. ?I will keep my T-shirt then.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]? ?Perfect then!? Collins declared. ?Gentlemen, we will watch your fight from behind the special security mirror over there. Doctor, Miss Dumont, Philip, Tucker, will you follow me??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ??Excuse me, Colonel, can I ask you a favor?? inquired Superman. ?If you don?t mind, and if Private Flinch doesn?t mind either, I would be delighted if Lieutenant Tucker could assist me during this fight??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker jumped in surprise. A smile quickly formed on his face. The Colonel too smiled:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?That?s no problem for me and I?m sure that?s fine with Flinch also. So, I guess, Flinch, you may go back to your quarters. And Lieutenant Tucker, if you agree, you can assist Superman at the ringside. It?s a good proposal, Superman, actually. The Lieutenant is a very good fighter, and he might give sound advice to the Sergeant too. This fight will take place like a boxing match, in 15 rounds? But I guess it won?t last until round 15? it all depends on you, Superman!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]For a while, the Colonel watched the Man of Steel making his way to the ring. As he had worn his cape until then, Collins had not yet been able to admire his back. It was amazing: large with stunning muscle definition, each muscle being so incredibly cut. The vivid contrast between the large blue V-shape and the narrow red muscular butt was breathtaking. The glutes and thighs contracted as he walked in an intensely erotic display. Collins always knew that Superman was big and strong, but he never imagined that the hero was this massive and this sexy: his height, his perfect proportions, these ensured that all eyes in the room were turned his way.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000] Pierce was the first to climb the stairs at his corner of the ring. There were two little sit, at each angles of the ring, for the fighters to relax between each round. The sergeant spread out the second and third hyperium cord and passed between them. He began to make some little jumps, like a boxer to relax his muscles and keep his energy. He shook his arms on the side, relaxing them more. The rounds muscles were waving a little, incredibly hard even unflexed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000] Superman walked in the ring too but from the other angle. He entered the ring the same way. He looked around him at the big room. All the wall were dark, covered with Hyperium. The ceiling was very high, maybe 20 meters. A big window was in the middle, to let some daylight come in with a lot of spotlights around. He was looking also at some soldiers closing the different doors of the room : The main one which was opened on the outside, and the two from where Pierce, Flinch and Ruppert came from. He briefly saw the colonel, the caporal and the rest of the group leaving the fight room by a door in the middle of an hyperium wall. Close to that door, Superman saw a long mirror. It was from there, behind this two way mirror that they will all follow the fight.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The man of steel looked back, watching Tucker at the corner of the ring, behind the ropes. He was smiling to him, visibly excited. Superman stared at his massive shoulders. The grey tight T-shirt was making them even bigger. The hero approached him :[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? So, this is it !!? Superman grabbed the top cord and pulled on it, tensing his arms in response. This simple contraction made his forearms and biceps grow with power. ?I guess the rounds are counted automatically, electronically.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Yes, exactly, Superman.? Replied the lieutenant. ?There will be 15 rounds of 5 minutes each. You have 2 minutes of rest between them?? he smiled at Superman. ?But I don?t think you?re gonna need some??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I don?t know?? Superman get his face closer to the lieutenant, invited him for more privacy. ?Who is this guy, Pierce ??? You know him ????[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker did a little grimace :[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No, I don?t really know him. He arrived yesterday. I learned at this moment that I will not be the one who will be opposed to you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Ohhh? I didn?t know you were really supposed to fight me? So, this guy took your place ????[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? In a way, yes? I was quite upset about this, yesterday evening, to be entirely honest?? He was smiling, but his face was showing at the same time internal tensions. Superman smiled back, warming his heart.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? But, don?t worry !! We?ll have all the time to fight !!! We will plan that for real soon !! Trust me.. I really want to see you in that ring, against me !!? Tucker couldn?t believe his ears. Superman insisting to have a match against him? His eyes couldn?t hide his excitement. ? But now, I have to teach few things at this young sergeant !!? He turned his head to look at Pierce?s corner. The sergeant was talking with Ruppert, presenting his muscular back to the famous hero.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Suddenly, the voice of the colonel echoed in the room.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Sergeant Pierce, Superman? if you are ready, I think we can start this training session. Superman, feel free to comment every actions of the sergeant Pierce. You are here for that.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Ok, Colonel, No problem for me?? Superman waited for a second. ?You can hear me, Colonel ????[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Yes, yes, Superman, it?s ok, we hear you perfectly !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Ok, perfect !! I guess you recorded everything ????[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Yes, Superman. We are? All this will be very helpful for us !!? replied the voice of the colonel in the speakers.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman was standing in his corner, ready to fight. Pierce was facing him, his elbows resting on the top rope. His white Tee shirt couldn?t hide that much his extremely muscular torso? The t shirt was very large, leaving free space to the muscles. His dark military pants were showing the massive size of his thighs. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Are you ready to fight me, Superman ????? asked sure of himself the young sergeant.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I am, yes, Sergeant Pierce. I think we can start this training. Colonel ????[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Be ready. And let this match begin !!!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]An electronic bell echoed in the large room. Both fighters approached each others. Superman was looking forward every little moves of Pierce. The young man, even very massive seemed incredibly light on his feet. He was making little jumps like a perfect boxer. Obviously, this sergeant had a very good boxing training. It was obvious just by this little clue. The man of steel was waiting for his opponent to make the first move. ?I can?t hit him like this? Without knowing exactly who I am facing? I don?t want to knock him out at the first punch?? though Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce was turning around Superman. The man of steel was nearly standing in the middle of the ring. His fists were a bit raised, waiting some punches from his adversary. In the blink of an eye, Pierce made his first move. His right fist moved quickly in Superman?s head?s direction. But The mighty hero easily blocked it with his forearm. Pierce went on with a series of right-left. Superman was blocking them all. ?Hey, this kid has some strength? I didn?t imagine he could be that strong?? quickly thought Superman. Pierce continued his attacks. ?Let him now reached some targets, to see how efficient those blows really are??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman lowered a little his guard. Pierce noticed that and threw a powerful right punch directly in Superman unprotected chin. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The head of the superhero turned on the side at the impact. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yeees !!? shouted Pierce. He stopped his attacks, obviously satisfied of himself. ?Surprised, Superman ?????[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The man of steel grabbed his inferior jaw with his big hand and rub it a little. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? You have a very good right, Sergeant !!? He watched the mirror on the side of the room and said : ?Colonel, you have a very good fighter here. Your team did an excellent job !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Thank you, Superman? But you should say that to the caporal Knowles. All the credit goes to him by right.? Replied the colonel in the speakers.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Can we go on this fight, Superman ???? Pierce?s voice was showing impatience. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman looked at him. He was already ready to fight again. ?Show me what you got, Hero !![/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce sent a right kick but Superman stepped back and easily avoided it. The sergeant went on with a new series of rapid punches. This time Superman was blocking them with his palms. The blocking was so precise each time. Pierce tried to increase the rhythm but Superman was still blocking them all. Suddenly, Superman not only blocked the blows but also grabbed the fists. Pierce couldn?t move anymore. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker was watching the scene in awe. Even if he knew Superman superiority above Pierce, it was fantastic to see the massive arms of the big sergeant completely unable to move, captured by the power of Superman. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? You can be very quick.. But you are not quick enough?? began Superman. Pierce was contracted his body, trying to free his fists. But his attempts were just failures. ?Compared to your strength, your speed is the first default I see in you? You should work on that? The power is nothing if you don?t have the speed.? Continued the superhero. He freed the fists of the young muscular sergeant and opened his arms, as an invitation. ? So, ok? I want to see exactly how strong you can be? Come on? I won?t block any of your blows.? Superman smiled gently to his opponent : ?I really don?t want to insult you? But you know that you can go full force here? I?m here for that, right ?????[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce get prepared in his fighting stance, silently. He waited for a second, as if he was choosing the right spot to start with. Then, he nearly jumped on Superman, throwing an impressive right to his chin. The head of the hero violently turned on the side. The sergeant continued his series of punches on Superman?s face. Right left, right left. Superman?s head was still projected on the sides each time. Pierce went on with huge blows in Superman?s stomach. Superman was taking all the blows. His body was trembling each time a powerful fist was reaching its target? But that?s all.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]From where he was, the lieutenant Tucker was seeing the broad back of the hero. His large muscular arms on the side were immobile. Tucker was hearing the terrific blows of Pierce but the effects were like nothing obviously. Superman was like an impregnable fortress. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]In the little dark room, the colonel was watching the scene in disbelief. It was too much for him to see. Pierce was so incredibly sexy. He was watching his big powerful guns moving in rhythm, unable to break the incredible wall of bricks that were Superman?s abs. Close to him, the caporal was whispering something to the doctor. Miss Dumont was opening a little briefcase. From the corner of his eyes, he saw her taking of a kind of little computer, like a palm pilot. But he was like mesmerized by the scene under his eyes to take care of them.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Collins was looking carefully at Superman. The blows he was receiving were maybe not strong enough to hurt him, but he was visibly compelled to tighten his abs. He was not completely relaxed, his fists and arms on the side of his muscular torso were clenched and ripped.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ? You are an impressive young man, Sergeant Pierce.? Said Superman, clenching his teeth a little? ?I can feel your blows? Few humans have succeed in that before you know ??? You are nearly as strong as Captain America, from what I can see??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce stopped his assault. He was breathing heavily. He was looking at Superman with energy and passion.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? And you are really fucking hard !!? declared the younger man. He shook his hands on the side. His muscular arms tried to relax, the long biceps were dancing a little, moving in waves as Pierce was shaking his whole arms.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]But a voice cut their little dialogue :[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Ok? now Superman, we really want to see what Pierce can do in front of you !! It?s important for us to know how far he can go in a real fight against you.? It was the voice of the caporal.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Oh? Yes, of course, Caporal Knowles, I understand.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Ok.. So, the fight is all yours, Superman. We shut down the speaker for now. Have a good fight !!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The bell suddenly rang, ending the first round. Pierce overturned, sending a last look to Superman. The hero moved back to his corner where Tucker was waiting for him.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ? Well, I think it will be a quick fight?? began the lieutenant, smiling to Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I don?t want to seem vain but? I think it will be too.? He smiled back to Tucker. ?I didn?t know exactly the level of strength that this enhancing program had lead you and this sergeant.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? And now you can see how far we are from you, right ???? continued the lieutenant amused. ? I always knew that if I had to face you in a real match, I didn?t have any chance to win? but I was so curious to see how far I can go !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I?m very curious to see that too, Lieutenant !! You seem to be an amazing fighter !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Thanks, Superman. I hope to be able to show you that real soon.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]But the bell rang again. Superman looked at Pierce who was already walking in the center of the ring, his fists raised, ready to fight.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman approached slowly, taking his time. Pierce was still making his little jumps as a perfect boxer. Respectfully, Superman took the same pose, showing he was ready to fight too.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce didn?t wait a second and sent several kicks on right shoulders of Superman. The man of steel was surprised by this attack, he didn?t know the sergeant was also a kind of kick boxing fighter. But he blocked all the kicks easily with his right forearm. He suddenly grabbed Pierce?s ankle and threw the leg of the sergeant on the side. Pierce nearly lost his balance. He came back fighting on Superman, sending some powerful blows in Superman?s face. But the hero was avoiding all of them, moving his head so quickly that Pierce couldn?t adjust his blows correctly. Pierce sent a last right, aiming directly Superman?s chin. But Superman lowered his torso and the fist passed by just above his head. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker saw his move like in a slow motion. Superman clenched his right fist, and sent it right in Pierce unprotected abs. The fist entered deeply, tensing the tee shirt, digging in Pierce?s stomach. The movement was perfect.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce?s arm was immobile in front of him. His face was showing full surprised? and then the pain appeared on it. His legs began to shake a little. His mouth was opened. He felt on his knees. His hands quickly covered his stomach. He was trying to get his breath back.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman stepped closer :[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Are you ok ????[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The sergeant rose his eyes and looked at him, angry.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I?ll be fine, thanks !!!? With that he slowly stood on his feet. He needed few seconds to get his balance. His huge quads was a bit spread apart, his muscular left forearm was on his abs, the hand on the side. He shook his head and stood up completely. Superman was nearly surprised to see him ready to fight that soon. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce went back in the fight. He threw a series of hard blows in Superman midsection. He was giving all his might in the assault. But the effects were still the same. And Superman waited for a little break in that series, and, as he found it, threw a right punch on Pierce?s chin. The body of the sergeant was violently projected on the mat. He was laid on his stomach, only resting on his right elbow. His head was looking at the mat, in disbelief.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? You are to focused on your attack and not enough on your guard sergeant. ?began Superman. ?It?s true that against an ordinary adversary, those punches would have lead you to an easy victory. But you are facing me today? And it?s not the same deal.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce looked at him with the same anger. He hit the ground with his left fist, making a big echo in the room and went back to his feet. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He was looking at Superman nervously. He clenched his fists on the side of his torso. Superman could see it. The sergeant was obviously upset.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I know how to fight, Superman??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Hey, I know? But I?m here to sh?? began to reply Superman but Pierce jumped to him for a new attack. Superman blocked again all his blows. His right-left combinations were a bit predictable. And the hero sent him a left punch in the chin, throwing the sergeant on the mat another time. ?But I?m here to show you what it is to face a stronger opponent. It?s my mission, here. So don?t take it personal, right ???[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I don?t? take it? Personal, Superman.? Said Pierce as he was standing again. His hand was massaging his chin. The power Superman put in this last punch was even stronger than the first one.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce took back his fighting stance and turned again around Superman. His massive torso was moving sometimes quicker, as if he was avoiding some imaginary blows. Superman was on his guard, ready to block any new attack. But the bell rang again.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce overturned, smiling arrogantly to Superman and walked to his corner. Ruppert has put the little stool for him to sit on. Pierce complied. He put his large forearms on his muscular quads as Ruppert began to massage his shoulders.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ? I really don?t like this kid, Lieutenant. I?m sorry to tell you that.. Maybe he is a friend of yours?? began the mighty hero.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Don?t worry, Superman?? replied the lieutenant smiling. ?I?m quite happy to hear that actually. I met this guy for the first time yesterday and I can?t say I appreciated him that much.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Ooohh? Good !!? Superman smiled back. ? What happened yesterday ????[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Oh, Nothing bad !! You know? This guy is just a kid. And he acts like a kid. He is big, he is strong. He thinks he is The Man. He provoked me? And he found me !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Did you fight him ??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? No? Just an armwrestling match. I showed this young rooster a little lesson of respect.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? The image is well found, Lieutenant Tucker. He is a young rooster, yes? In a way, his motivation in this program is good. The only problem is when this envy of success, this need of result turned into obsession? and if you are successful and get amazing result like his incredible strength seems to show, you can became extremely arrogant. And I think this kid is exactly in that. He is so sure of his strength that he can?t stand to lose? or to learn anything now !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? You are so right, Superman??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? But we all have been young, right ???? said Superman, sending a wink at the lieutenant as the bell rang, for the third round. ?It?s just time for him to become a man !!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]And Superman get back to the fight. Pierce was already in the center of the ring, waiting for him. His face was serious, focused. Both men began to circle each other. Quickly, Pierce attacked first with a right punch. Superman moved his head on the side to avoid it. But Pierce made a very quick move on the side. The sergeant was behind Superman before this latter realized anything. In an incredible fast move, Pierce jumped on Superman and applied a perfect full nelson. The move was perfectly done. Superman?s arms were up above his head, completely off guard.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I got you Superman.? Whispered the sergeant in his ear.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Your move was really impressive, Sergeant Pierce. But you must keep in mind, that to hold his adversary is one thing?? The man of steel suddenly lowered his arms, breaking easily the nelson. Pierce was ejected backwards. Superman overturned and faced the young soldier. ?? And to keep him in this hold is another thing !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce pointed Superman, he was furious.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Stop having fun of me Superman !!!!! You will lose this attitude real soon ? I can tell you that !!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?And you really have to learn respect, Sergeant. If you can?t control your nerve, then leave the army now? Or first, leave this program? I don?t think you are the right choice for this.?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?I will show you if I?m not the right choice for this program !!? He ran into Superman and send a huge blow in his abs. Superman didn?t have the time to block it. But the effect was like nothing for him. Pierce continued his attacks. But Superman responded quickly. A violent uppercut made Pierce?s body fly in the air and landed hardly on his back. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]In the corner, Tucker was watching all this, thinking : ? Superman seems fed up of the kid? I can?t blame him. Pierce is acting like a fool. Maybe he wants to impress the caporal, or maybe the colonel Collins? But all he is doing for now is to be ridiculous.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What do you have in mind, Sergeant. You are attacking me without any guard? Without any protection. Protect yourself? Or I will knock you out definitely, the next time, believe me !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Try me?? said softly the young muscle stud as he get on his feet.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He went back charging on Superman, roaring. He hit the man of Steel in the face, sending some combinations of tremendous right-left. His powerful guns were at work. But the effects again were so small. Superman?s head was nearly not moving. Pierce tried to increase their strengths. ?He is giving all he has.? Thought Tucker, observing the scene. ?But, his blows are less precise? This kid is stupid !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The sergeant in a mighty roar threw is last huge punch but Superman took the blow without even moving. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Do you feel better now that you have evacuated your anger ???? asked the hero.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I have much anger than you can hardly believe, Sup.? He threw another punch but Superman caught it in mid air. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? My friends call me ?Sup? in a sign of affection. My enemies called me ?Sup?, trying to impress me and to tease me. You are not a friend of mine, Sergeant?? he began to clench his hand around the fist of the muscled soldier. The knees of Pierce trembled a little, his legs slowly bending. ? And I guess you don?t really want to become my enemy, right ??? So behave, and act like a proud soldier. And learn the basis of respect !!!? He clenched his hand a little more. Pierce couldn?t prevent from yelling a little under the pressure. He fell on his knees as Superman freed his fist. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman was watching at the young man at his feet. Pierce?s torso was leaned a bit forward, his left hand massaging his right one. He focused on the size of his shoulders, the broadness of his back, the big muscles tensing on the white T-shirt. ?Why did they choose such a vain soldier for this project ??? It?s stupid? His arrogance and his anger make him lost all his fighting skills?? Superman raised his head and looked at the lieutenant, in the corner. Since Superman came in the base, Tucker never saw him like this. The face of the man of steel was serious. But there was something more. He was concerned. Superman turned his head and looked at the large mirror.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Colonel, Caporal, I?m sorry to tell you that?? But before he could end his sentence, he saw, at the corner of his eyes, Pierce made a sudden move. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]In an amazing speed, Pierce threw an enormous punch in Superman?s crotch. The eyes of the man of steel was lowered, looking straight at the sergeant. Pierce?s sadistic smile was fading away. His huge fist had hit his target with full power, and Superman was not laying on the ground, convulsing under the pain. He was there, still standing, unaffected.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Pierce?? The tone of Superman was a mix of surprise and disgust. ? You are beyond everything I could imagine? I am here to teach you what it is to face a stronger opponent like me? And instead of trying to learn something, you are fighting like the worst coward I?ve never seen. And on top of that, you are just stupid : Did you really think that kind of blow could put me down ????? He paused for a moment. Pierce was on his knees, in front of him. ?Now, stand !! Stand and fight me like a man? The lesson is over, Sergeant, let me tell you that. I will fight you like I would fight any enemies on my way. I hope you are ready??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Trucker couldn?t take his eyes off Superman. He never saw him like this. All his bady was contracted, his muscles tensed with power. Every fibers of his incredible muscularity were ripped to the max. Even through the fabric of his blue suit, all his amazing muscular definition was clearly visible.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce slowly went back standing. He was still defying Superman with his arrogant look.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I?m not scared by you, Sup !!? His smile grew larger in provocation. ?I?m not scared at all !!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce nearly jumped on Superman, sending his knee right in Superman?s abs. The hero took the impact, contracted his abs enough to resist its power. The sergeant was on his feet quickly as his attack didn?t work at all. In the blink of an eye, he threw his left elbows directly in Superman?s chin. But the head of Superman stayed still. But before Pierce could do a move, the man of steel sent a right punch in the sergeant?s midsection. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The muscular fighter exhaled all the air from his lungs in a long ?HUUUMMMFFFFFF?? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker nearly turned his head, as if he didn?t want to see this massacre. Pierce made few steps backwards, his torso completely bent forward. But Superman followed him. Pierce was in the center of the ring now. Superman put his left hand delicately under Pierce?s chin and raised his torso a little. The sergeant was grimacing.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I can tell you it?s for your own good, Soldier.? Said Superman before throwing a fast right punch on Pierce?s cheek. The body of the muscled Sergeant made few turns on itself before landing loudly on the mat, close to his corner. The bell rang at this precise moment. ?Three rounds, It?s already not that bad for you, right ????? declared Superman before walking in Tucker?s direction.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Well? began the lieutenant, ?I guess he will have a big headache for few days now? I?m sorry for all that, Superman, it?s embarrassing? We took some of your time for this?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Hey, don?t worry, Lieutenant.? Superman sent him a flashing smile. ?It?s ok? At least, this young man just had a good lesson today? But it?s true that it?s a bit stupid to spend money and time to enhance such stupid and arrogant kid.? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker was about to reply when he saw Superman?s head suddenly turned to look behind him. The lieutenant moved on the side, the massive chest of Superman hiding the view. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He couldn?t believe what he was seeing.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce was on his sit, his forearms on his quads and Ruppert was massaging his shoulders.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?I think we both underestimated the resistance of the kid.? The man of steel paused for a second and looked back again at the young sergeant as if he wanted to be sure of what he saw. He looked again at Tucker silently. He finally added, like continuing his thoughts : ?Really more resistant than I thought??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]They waited for the bell to ring. Superman moved directly in the center of the ring, this time, waiting for Pierce to come. The sergeant was still looking at the mat. He slowly raised. His legs were shaking a little. He made his inferior jaw move a little, opening his mouth wide and closing it slowly, checking if everything was ok. He made few steps in the ring without looking at Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The man of steel was waiting, his big hands on his hips, his chest stuck out. He slowly moved to a guard stance as he saw the fists of Pierce clenched in a slow motion. His arms get fully contracted, his large forearms and biceps swelled in response. His jaws were contracted too, his lips curled a little up. He suddenly get his fighting stance, sending a dark look at Superman. He started a series of blows that Superman easily avoided. Superman?s torso was moving so fast that it was impossible for Pierce to be able just to touch him. And before he could realized anything, Superman?s massive right fist was deeply dug into his stomach. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?This is going to be boring, Pierce.? With that he threw a violent punch in his chin, sending Pierce?s body in the ropes. The sergeant stayed there for few seconds. He shook his head, to regain consciousness. He get off the ropes.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Let?s go fighting, Hero !!? He roared when he charged Superman again. But with the same ease, the man of steel just blew him away.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000] ? Pierce is trying everything he could. Punches, kicks, but every time, Superman was sending him to the mat or in the ropes.? Tucker thought, watching the mighty hero giving a lesson to the young sergeant. ? But Pierce is surprising me?? Tucker was looking at him, on the mat another time in this round, was getting on his feet again. ? He is incredibly resistant. I?m not sure I would have survive to the last blows Superman sent? I don?t know.. Maybe I am stronger than I thought.. Maybe I could stand this long against Superman. He clenched his hands around the top rope he was holding. ?I really have to fight Superman !!! I want to know !!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman punched another time Pierce in the chin. The sergeant nearly flew in the ropes. He was grunting and roaring. ? It?s amazing how this kid is enduring. I am slowly increasing the power of my blows and I can see he is more and more hurt? but each time he is coming back in the fight. He may be a young rooster, he is a surprisingly strong rooster !!? The electronic bell interrupted his thoughts. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ? This Pierce is definitely much more resistant than I first thought !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It?s exactly what I was thinking, Superman. Maybe this enhancement made us much stronger than we believe. ?The smile was illuminated his face. ? Maybe I have a little chance against you, actually?.. he caught a little? ?A chance to stay more than just 3 or four rounds against you, I mean.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman smiled back. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? You are maybe right. It?s hard to know exactly how strong someone can be. Lifting incredible weights isn?t the only way to know the power of a man. And your enhancement is something quite unknown? You are the test.. you are the mystery.. We have to know exactly what you are really capable of? You and Pierce.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Yes? You are right Superman.? Tucker paused for a moment. ?But, you know, Pierce and I didn?t have the same treatment in the enhancement program. It?s quite hard to compared the both of us. If I?m a mystery, he is a mystery too? and a different one.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Oh, I ignored that?? Superman face became darker. ?So, you don?t know anything about what his enhancement program was.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No, I don?t? Well, For what I have seen in those programs, it?s always quite similar. You take an already strong and athletic guy, and you trained him hard, feeding him with special nutrition, new proteins? For what I know, drugs are not permitted in the US research.. But controls are hard to make because the line between ?new molecules? and unknown drugs are sometimes very blurry.? [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ? What is the percentage now, Amelie ?? asked the serious voice of Vidal.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? 42%, Sir.? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? 42 !!? It?s faster than I thought.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? What are you talking about, Doctor ?? Asked the colonel Collins, approaching the scientific duo. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Ahem? Nothing Colonel? Just some measuring? We have to see if Bruce is responding well to the treatment he is under. In a period of stress, like a fight, especially this one, we have to see how his body is dealing with it. It?s very important for us to know.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Yes, I can imagine that?? The colonel was smiling broadly. ?And by the way, Pierce is very resistant. At first, I thought that Superman will knock it off quickly? But he is still in the fight !! That?s great !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Hey, What did you think, Henri ???? intervened the caporal Knowles. ?Do you think we will let Superman fight a loser ?????[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The colonel sent a cold smile to the caporal.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]And the bell for the beginning of the new round suddenly rang.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Tucker gave a gentle slap on Superman?s big round shoulder as this latter walked in the ring. He heard the huge hero whispered softly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? This time, he goes definitely on the mat !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker couldn?t be happier. It was it. It would be for now? In few minutes, Pierce will be knocked out and he will be allowed to face Superman himself.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Go, Superman, go !!!? he quickly replied.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ? Well, if there is something than I can?t deny, Sergeant, is that you are quite a resistant fighter. After all the blows you?ve received, you are still on your feet, ready to fight !! It?s quite impressive? Said calmly Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce didn?t reply. He just smiled at the man of steel. But this smile was not friendly. It was the same arrogant smile? defying.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? You will see that the endurance is not my only strong point, Sup !!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Don?t go on like this, Sergeant? I don?t really like this attitude !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I don?t care about what you like or dislike !! All I know is that you are going to regret to face me !!!? He spited on the mat and looked back at Superman, a dark flame in his eyes. ? I will show to the world the pathetic faggot you really are !!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman was stunned. But before he could replied anything, Pierce was on him. The muscular sergeant took advantage of the effect of surprise and struck a powerful right in Superman?s head. The whole torso of the hero was violently thrown on the side. He had to move his left foot to keep his balance. ?God !! The punch was something !! he never punched me that hard before !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce continued his attack by sending a powerful left punch in Superman?s stomach. Even if he had contracted his muscles, Superman felt it badly. ?Shit, I have to keep focused, this guy has some big reserves of energy !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The man of steel quickly reacted and throw a terrifying punch on Pierce?s left cheek. The sergeant felt on his right knee but get quickly up, replying with several punches. Superman blocked them easily, and sent a terrifying blow of his own in the sergeant?s midsection. ?Eat this, Pierce !! I don?t think you will come back after that !!? thought Superman as he felt his fist getting deep in Pierce?s abs, destroying them. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It?s over, Sergeant Pierce??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The sergeant felt on his knees, trying to catch his breath. Superman lowered his torso to catch him by the hair but Pierce grabbed Superman?s right ankle and pulled on it as he raised, making the man of steel fall loudly on his back. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The move was so fast that Tucker nearly didn?t see it.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce jumped on Superman and punched him in the face, using his run up to increase the power of his blow. The man of steel?s head moved violently on the side under the impact. Pierce tried to send a second one but Superman blocked it and pushed brutally Pierce backward. Superman was on his feet in a second, like Pierce.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman was staring at Pierce amazed : ?Few seconds before he was nearly laying on the mat? and now he is stronger than ever, ready to fight !!? thought the mighty hero.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?Is there something wrong, Sup ???? Started the hunky sergeant. ?Don?t you see you have underestimate me from the beginning ??!!? Pierce proudly stuck off his chest, making his impressively big pecs get molded even more in his white tee shirt. He clenched his fist firmly and looked down at his huge ripped arms. ?I guess you will have a big surprise when you?ll realize what I?m really capable of, you stupid hero !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I really don?t like your way of talking, Pierce !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But the sergeant was acting as if he wasn?t listening a word of what Superman was saying. He was keeping admiring his big arms. He flexed them on the side, and began to massage his right arm with his left hand, squeezing a little, from time to time, checking its unbelievable hardness. He was smiling, savoring his own beauty.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? It?s up to you to make me change my attitude, Sup !! We are supposed to fight here? So show me how you really fights !! Don?t take gloves with me, I?m a rough guy, you know ??!!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? You?re going to far, Pierce !!? Superman?s eyes became darker. ?You really want me to fight you for good ? Ok, you will find me !!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Perfect !!? Pierce was looking at the hero, now massaging his striated biceps. His massive hand was copping the huge globe of muscle as he was moving his forearm up and down, turning the long muscle into an incredible hard steel ball. ?So, we?re going to have some real action now !!!? He lowered his left hand and clenched it hard. He moved his both arms backward, lifting a little his round shoulders. His huge neck grew in response. He relaxed his arms and let them move on the side of his body. ?I just hope this time, you are really going to hit some real shoots? Not those sissy blows you gave me !!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman smiled darkly, nearly amused by the attempts of Pierce to make him lose his cool.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? Just shut up, Pierce? and get ready to fight !!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Part 5[/COLOR]

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[COLOR=#000000]- ?I?m ready, Sup! Whenever you want!? Pierce put his hands on his hips, mocking Superman?s heroic pose.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman was shocked: ?He is waiting for me to attack! He wants me to attack him! I don?t understand what?s going on here!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Maybe you?re not man enough to attack me??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]In the blink of an eye, Superman was standing in front of Pierce, their faces inches apart. The Sergeant couldn?t hide his surprise. He hadn?t excepted such a quick move. He had never seen Superman from such close quarters? But mostly he had never seen Superman with such an aggressive expression.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I don?t know what game you?re playing at, Pierce, and you know what? I really don?t care anymore!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]With that, Superman launched his knee straight at Pierce?s stomach. The impact sent the Sergeant to the ropes. He bounced on them and was thrown back directly in Superman?s direction, unable to control his motion. Superman stopped his flight with another devastating blow to the abs. Pierce folded in two over Superman?s muscular arm. The big hero released his fist and stepped back. Pierce was doubled up, completely off guard. Superman dealt an amazing right punch at the Sergeant?s head. Pierce flew in the ropes again and again rebounded. He was at the edge of collapsing yet remained unsteadily on his feet. Superman reacted with lightning speed, throwing a powerful left punch that sent Pierce loudly to the mat. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I told you, Pierce, I don?t like that attitude. I prefer you like this, knocked out, on the mat!? started Superman, pointing at Pierce who lay on his stomach. ?This is how I fight when??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But he did not finish his sentence. Pierce was moving his arms, trying to scramble to his knees. Superman was bewildered. ?This guy is incredible. I guess those punches would have knocked out most of Earth?s superheroes. I don?t think even Batman or Captain America would have been able to stand after that. How can this kid do it??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]In the little dark room, Henri Vidal whispered softly:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What level are we at, Amelie??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?61%, Sir.? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?And Superman?s PPII?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?1.3, Mister Vidal.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The doctor couldn?t restrain the growing smile on his face.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]-?1.3 and Bruce is standing up as if it was nothing. This is fantastic!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Collins was staring at the musclegod in the middle of the ring. ?And I thought this match would not go after the second round! Pierce is even more impressive than I thought. How can he still be on his feet??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce was there, in all his pride, erect in front of Superman. The Colonel watched the round biceps surge and ripple in rhythm as the handsome stud massaged his chin.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yeah? That was some good ones?? said the young muscle man cockily.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]?But I?m sure you have more in your arsenal, right?? Like a shot, he burst towards Superman, throwing a right punch, which the hero easily avoided by crouching down. Without hesitation, Superman shoved his powerful elbow upwards into Pierce?s abs. Pierce doubled up again above Superman?s big shoulders as, open-mouthed, he let out a long ?Huuuuummmmfffff!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman increased the attack by rearing back his massive and striated forearms and violently firing them at the already beaten abs. Pierce was propelled backwards but managed to maintain his balance.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman quickly stood up and hammered Pierce with a combination of right-left jabs in the face. The Sergeant?s whole body trembled with each blow. His face was brutally cast to one side and the other, under the rain of punches. Superman discharged a last mighty one, dismissing Pierce to his corner. The Sergeant couldn?t stay on his feet. He tried to grab the ropes, but he was nearly knocked out, and he tumbled on his butt.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The sound of the bell ended the round. Superman went back straight to his corner, offering Pierce a last severe glance.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]His expression showed concern. And so did Tucker?s. Both men didn?t exchange a word for several seconds. Superman finally broke the silence.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?There is something wrong with this guy, Lieutenant.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I can see that, Superman? I can?t believe he is still in the match??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But Superman didn?t reply. He kept staring the Lieutenant in the eyes, as if to repeat his question. Tucker grasped the implication.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You have to believe me, Superman, I really don?t know what?s going on here?? He waited for a second, holding Superman?s stare, showing him his deeper soul, proving to him his complete honesty. Superman nodded. His massive shoulders lowered a little. Tucker turned his head to look at the big mirror. ?I really don?t know what they are doing over there. Their silence? And what is happening here? All this is very strange?. Why don?t they tell us something?? He paused for a moment and raised his voice: ?Hey! Someone can tell me what?s going on here??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?Why can?t we reply to him?? asked the Colonel, visibly upset. He observed Tucker, who couldn?t see them, hidden as they were behind the large mirror.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Because this could interfere with the experiment, Leonard!? replied Knowles quickly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But? but? What?s all this about? How can Pierce still be on his feet? What are you doing? Miss Dumont, can?t you explain to me what it is you are doing??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The French scientist eyed him sheepishly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I?m sorry, Colonel, but I?m not allowed to give you this information.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Colonel came up to her, a serious look on his face.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Miss, do I have to remind you that you are on this base under my authority, and if I ask you something, you have to answer me this instant!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But doctor Vidal took a step in front of him, shielding Dumont behind his small frame.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Colonel, the order to keep you uninformed until the end of the experiment came directly from the General.? He tried to refrain a triumphant smile. ?I?m sorry to tell you that? But don?t worry, you will soon know and understand everything? For now, you just have to watch and wait for the end of the match, ok??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I? I?? The Colonel hesitated for a moment. The silence of the room weighed on him and kept him from talking again.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He turned his head as Tucker repeated his call:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Can?t you tell us what?s happening here??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]But the only response Tucker got was a soft laugh from the opposite corner. He turned his head and saw Pierce, again sitting on his stool. The young man was staring at the mat, his massive guns resting on his quads, as usual.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman noticed the change in Tucker?s expression.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Hey, What?s wrong? Are you ok??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I? I? Yes, I?m ok? I don?t know if it?s me but?? His eyes were glued on Pierce.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman turned his head to try to understand.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Do you notice it?? whispered Tucker.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman glanced back at the Lieutenant, clearly at a loss.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What are you talking about? I don?t?? But a subtle nod from the Lieutenant?s head impelled him to look around once more.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Look, Superman? This can?t be true? Look at Pierce?s body??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But what on Earth are you?? And the hero stopped. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]They kept silent for a second.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You see now what I mean, Superman? Look at his arms. Look at the sleeves?? Tucker spoke slowly, as if he was choosing his words carefully. ?They were not that tight around the biceps. They were like that only when he flexed, but look at them now. His arms are completely relaxed, but the sleeves are completely tight on them. And look at his delts, they are rounder and the collar of the shirt is completely stretched around his neck.? Pierce moved his head sideways and muttered a few words to Rupert. He slowly stood up, paying no attention to the other men?s gaze. Superman and Tucker watched his massive frame as he rose.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Jesus?? exclaimed Tucker in a whisper.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?This kid is bigger than before, that?s for sure? But how is it possible??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?God, look at his pecs? They stretch his shirt completely? And? Yes, Pierce is a bit taller too. He wasn?t so much taller than this Rupert guy before, was he??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You are right, Lieutenant. How do you think this is??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]But the sound of the electronic bell interrupted him in mid-sentence.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce stared at them, grinning arrogantly. He walked slowly inside the ring. Tucker swallowed hard, admiring the way the tee-shirt stretched across the muscular chest. The pair of boulders that seemed to want to burst free from the top of the sleeves plainly revealed their outstanding striations.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]It was clear that Pierce was bigger than a few minutes ago. ?I don?t know how Pierce did that but he really did it?? began to think the Lieutenant to himself. ?He gained about 25 pounds of pure muscle in 5 minutes? How is that possible??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman and Pierce resumed circling around one another. Even if Superman was still bigger and taller, he couldn?t stop examining his opponent?s body. ?He gained in mass in a way I never imagined possible. His traps and shoulders are definitely rounder, and his pecs seem even bigger in proportion to the rest.?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]As usual Pierce made the first move. He aimed a punch at Superman?s face which the Man of Steel blocked with his forearm. But the sound of the blow stunned the mighty hero: the thud was loud and heavy. ?I felt this blow? His body is not only bigger? Pierce is actually much stronger now.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce followed on his attack. A rain of punches fell on Superman. The powerful noise of the impacts astonished Tucker. The Lieutenant was studying Superman: his guard up, blocking all the blows, easily? Yet something caught Tucker?s attention: Superman?s face was serious, totally focused.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But Superman reacted quickly and suddenly moved to the side, making Pierce to lose his balance and to waste a blow in mid-air in front of him. Superman took advantage of the situation by jumping on Pierce and thrusting him in the ropes. Superman swiftly followed him and punched him with a powerful right jab in the chin. Pierce was ejected to the neutral corner. He slowly grabbed the ropes and got to his feet again, but Superman was on him already. The hero?s massive frame towered like a rampart in front of him. The muscular Sergeant stood up completely. Superman was very close to him, blocking his way into the ring. The fighters sized one another.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You don?t impress me, Superman? It?s useless to play ?Mister intimidating? with me! You?re pathetic!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I still don?t know why you act that way, but what I do know is that you are still the same cocky and stupid little soldier.? His voice was emotionless. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce clenched his fists. His biceps grew in response, dangerously tensing the sleeves around them. A huge vein appeared under his very thin and tanned skin. Superman noticed, all the while trying not to show his awe at such display of muscular definition. The vein made its way under the shirt, molding even the fabric. The striations on Pierce?s muscular arms were even more impressive.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I will show you if I?m that little, Superman!? He furiously fired a savage blow into the hero?s midsection. Superman trembled but remained still. ?Fortunately I contracted my abs to the max or this blow could have made some serious damage,? briefly thought the Man of Steel.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce attacked Superman?s abs again, with a series of formidable punches. His arms moved extremely fast. The fists seemed to bounce off an indestructible wall of muscle. But the tremendous power of the blows made Superman?s entire body slowly shift backwards. The Kryptonian fighter had to grab the side-ropes in order to keep his body rooted. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You may have become stronger, Pierce, but you are way too weak to be a threat!? Superman?s eyes were dark again. Pierce went on pounding, harder than before but the effects were the same. ?Sorry, Kid, but it?s not today that you will break this wall of pure power!? continued Superman. Pierce began to roar loudly and sent a last powerful punch which ended its course against Superman?s abs, without further effect. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]A long second passed. Pierce angrily whispered:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Shit! I thought that was it?? He glanced surreptitiously at the mirror and continued even softer: ?Don?t tell me I already reached 100%??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman followed the glance, trying to figure out the cryptic whisper.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Taking advantage of his opponent?s momentary distraction, Pierce dealt him a terrific uppercut. The hero was thrown back sharply but stayed on his feet, taking several steps backwards, which brought him to the middle of the ring. He had let through his astonishment, but he now quickly regained his composure as Pierce ran towards him for a new assault. ?The kid becomes threatening. I must end this quickly,? thought the Man of Steel. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce fired off a right-left combination that Superman, yet again, avoided easily. The massive hero replied with a right of his own: Pierce?s head seemed at the point of detaching from his body. Superman?s fist hit the cheek ferociously, contorting Pierce?s face at the point of impact. Pierce bounced in the ropes and his body was projected back to the middle of the ring, in front of Superman. The Sergeant fought to keep his balance, but Superman resumed his attack with a relentless series of deadly punches to the face. The soldier was glued on the spot, his head violently thrust from side to side under each blow. His arms moved too slowly to offer even a symbolic defense against the furious charge. Superman paused for a moment and fired a last and more powerful blow at Pierce?s right cheek, which made him fly back into the turnbuckle, his back colliding with the hyperium bar with shattering force. But Pierce furiously shook his head and glared with unbridled rage at Superman, who stood proudly in the middle of the ring. The hulking Sergeant straightened himself on his feet, brought his right hand to his mouth and wiped it in a manly and resolute gesture. His smile came back as he clenched his hand into a massive fist. He looked down at his large rippling forearm, and as his smile broadened, he muttered to himself:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No? I?m not at 100%? I can feel it?? He raised his head, and propping his right boot on the turnbuckle, he suddenly propelled himself forward, literally flying towards Superman. In a thunder strike, he launched his right fist forward and threw it directly into Superman?s abs. The clash was unprecedented.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman?s torso bent forward. With the power of that mighty run-up, Pierce had lifted Superman clean off the ground and pushed him with himself back over several meters, his fist still powerfully digging into Superman?s abs. The hero moved his left leg back to block the momentum and keep his balance. Pierce drew his fist back and stood up with a devilish smile, facing Superman, who was also straightening himself.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You felt this one, right?? His voice was the embodiment of arrogance. He moved his right fist up and caressed it with his left hand. ?You?re still so sure that I won?t break your? what did you call it?? oh yes? your ?wall of pure power?! Ha, ha, ha? I think I?m getting there, don?t you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman hesitated for a moment.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You?re better than I thought, yes??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Better than you thought!? repeated Pierce, mockingly. Again he put his hands on his hips. ?Is that all you have to say? Do you imagine I don?t notice the worry in your eyes??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Man of Steel was caught off guard. Pierce?s smile grew, and he resumed his attack unexpectedly, dealing two incredible punches to Superman on the head. The hero barely saw those two coming, and this right-left combination caught completely unprepared Superman who nearly lost his balance. Pierce threw a third one, but his fist stopped before reaching the intended target: the Kryptonian Hercules had powerfully caught his wrist. Superman then targeted a tremendous punch into Pierce?s exposed abs.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce bent down completely. But Superman didn?t relent and repeated the attack several times. His fist reached deeper and deeper into Pierce?s bruised abdomen. A final massive blow took Pierce?s feet off the floor, Superman?s muscular arm easily lifting the shattered body.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Sergeant fell roughly on the mat, knees first. Superman was looking at him, but with unbelievable speed, Pierce jumped on Superman and grabbed the hero?s waist firmly between his arms. The young fighter heaved Superman off the floor and ran with him into the nearest corner, Superman?s own corner, next to Tucker. The impact was that of a train colliding at full speed with the stopping blocks at the end of the line.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker moved back, holding the ropes in order not to fall off the ringside. Superman had hit the turnbuckle with devastating violence. The Lieutenant couldn?t fathom the power of the impact. But Pierce was already striking Superman again and again, thrashing the hero?s head with furious punches. Tucker never imagined he would ever witness Superman being battered with such power; all of it under his very eyes! He could feel the shockwaves from each incredible blow.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman reacted and began to block the punches. He finally replied to them with a massive direct jab at Pierce?s solar plexus. The Sergeant was projected away. Superman ran after him and, even before Pierce could land on the mat, he sent him an impressive knee blow in the midsection. The Sergeant flew into his corner, hitting the turnbuckle badly. He could barely stand up. Superman came to him quickly. This time, it was Pierce?s turn to be at the receiving end of a series of powerful right-left directed to his face. Behind him, Rupert was shouting, edging him to fight back. His manly voice echoed in the room:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?COME ON BRUCE, REACT! FIGHT BACK! PROTECT YOURSELF, MAN, AND FIGHT BACK! PUT THAT ALIEN ON THE MAT!!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]On those last words, Superman briefly glanced at Rupert, taken aback by the racist nature of the comment. But Pierce was still not yielding, and Superman increased the power of his blows, always shifting his target, from the head to the midsection or the pecs and back to the head. It was more than a downpour of mighty blows that fell on Pierce?s body.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Yet Rupert kept encouraging his champion, shouting more loudly. His voice was nearly drowned by the noise of the terrible blows which Pierce received under his eyes.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?COME ON, BUDDY! DO IT! FIGHT BACK! FIGHT BACK!!!? Rupert paused for a second. He was breathing heavily. He looked at Superman. ?COME ON, BRUCE! I WANT YOU TO FIGHT BACK NOW! YOU CAN DO IT! SO, DO IT NOW!!! FIGHT!!! FIGHT!!!! FIGHT!!!!!! AND HIT THIS FUCKING ALIEN HARD!!!!!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman once again glanced at him. This time their eyes met. Superman stopped his attack on Pierce who fell on one knee. Superman had never got such a hateful look from someone he didn?t even know. Rupert was livid. His jaws nearly trembled when he uttered:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You are dead, Superman? You are so fucking dead??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But before the man of Krypton could attempt a reply, a powerful blow made him double over. He clenched his teeth as he realized that Pierce?s elbow had been driven deeply into his stomach. The Sergeant quickly stood up, throwing at the same time a rapid uppercut under Superman?s chin. The hero stepped back.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?YYEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!? shouted Rupert, overexcited. ?HIT THIS MOTHER FUCKER HARD!!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000] Pierce stuck close to Superman, sending a tremendous right straight at Superman?s cheek. Superman?s head jerked backwards violently. But Pierce?s fist kept contact, pressing further on the Man of Steel?s head under the impetus of Pierce?s powerful jump. Superman fell as best he could on his feet, but Pierce maintained his attack, throwing his knee into the hero?s stomach. Superman barely managed to block the massive quads with both hands, but the violence of the shock propelled him backwards, and the Herculean hero went hurtling into his corner once again.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The silence that followed this attack was interrupted by the bell. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?How much now, Amelie?? asked the doctor, visibly excited.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?80%, Doctor.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?80? Good? And what was Superman?s best PPII in this sequence??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Amelie quickly tapped the keyboard and declared :[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?7.9, Doctor.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?7.9!? replied the scientist, with surprised delight.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?And Bruce?s PPII??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Amelie typed quickly at the laptop again and replied :[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?3.1?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?This is going to be fascinating!? replied the doctor, with a dreamy stare.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Corporal Knowles came forward slowly, a mean smile on his face.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Is everything ok, Doctor? Our champion is reacting good??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Everything is going as planned, Corporal! Actually, it?s even better than our simulations forecast.? Vidal smiled, a flame in his eyes. He stepped forward, speaking under his voice, more privately to the Corporal: ?Bruce was the best choice for this experiment? Have you seen his aggressiveness??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce stayed there, in the center of the ring, as Superman stood up. The muscular Sergeant was staring at the two men in front of him, smiling like the devil.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Superman, are you ok?? asked Tucker.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]?Yes, I?m ok, Lieutenant, thanks,? replied Superman softly, all the while eyeing Pierce with a look of concern. ?The last blow was hard. But I was more surprised by it than really hurt.? Tucker had followed with his eyes Superman?s broad back as the hero had stood up completely. But the Lieutenant now raised his head and, considering Pierce, he found himself hypnotized by what was in front of him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?My god, Superman!? he began, trying to whisper. ?He is??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes?? intervened Superman. ?Even bigger than before...?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce?s tee-shirt now desperately clung to his body. The sweat, in the center of the chest, made the fabric nearly transparent. The perfect form of the pectorals was visible in their utmost details. The large nipples pointed hard under the white fabric, as if to stab it.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The cotton fabric was stretched to its very limit over the round deltoids; no doubt it was on the verge of tearing apart. The muscular Sergeant surveyed his shoulders with satisfaction, slowly turning his bowed head sideways, to the right and to the left.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?WOW!!!? He was laughing. ?I never thought I could be that big! SHIT!!!? He paused briefly, while admiring the expanse of his massive torso. His smile grew further. ?I think this tee-shirt isn?t fit for my body anymore?? He brought his left hand in front of his abs and slowly clenched his fist. He looked at his left deltoids, and with blinding speed he contracted his left arm fully. The sleeve literally exploded. The fabric didn?t merely tear in two: instead shreds of cotton flew away in the blink of an eye. Tucker was stunned: the size and definition of that arm were amazing. For an instant, the hunky officer delighted in the perfect sight of his own arm, then turned his head to consider the right shoulder. This time, he brought his right arm on the front and directly, with full force, clenched his fist hard, making his arm explode with power, as the chained tattoo grew to gigantic proportion under the disintegrating white sleeve. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman followed with his eyes the small strands of cotton drifting gently to the mat. He raised his eyes to follow the ongoing display of Pierce?s dazzling physical perfection.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Sergeant, inhaling deeply, expanded his huge chest. The collar of the tee-shirt trembled imperceptibly on its very last throws and suddenly tore down the middle. The tee-shirt was instantly ripped apart in two, vertically, the tear reaching down just under the lower edge of the round pecs.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman and Tucker gasped as they beheld the cleavage between the two slabs of muscle. The pecs were gigantic and fully striated. Pierce surveyed them with satisfaction, and raising his head, he stared at the two musclemen in front of him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Hey, Tucker, watch out your mouth, you?re dribbling all over?? Tucker cast him a furious look. ?I imagine it must be quite a show to look at my body now, don?t you think, Superman?? The hero remained silent, dumbfounded. ?Well well, you?re obviously more than impressed? And you haven?t even seen the whole of my torso yet? So tell me, what do you think of this??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce seized the two section of his torn tee-shirt and pulled them apart. The fabric duly complied. The rip ran down as Pierce spread his arms sideways. For an instant, the lower edge of the tee-shirt seemed to stretch, refusing to rip completely, but it quickly conceded defeat. The Sergeant, while still eyeing the two Hercules in front of him, opened up further the two flaps of the shirt.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman couldn?t settle on which part of his torso he wanted to see first. His eyes jumped back and forth incessantly from the incredibly round and massively striated pecs to the huge powerful traps, from the large muscular neck to the magnificently chiseled stomach. ?His body fat must be less than 1%? It?s incredible!? thought the Man of Steel, as he marveled at the narrowness of Pierce?s waist.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well, I guess your silence and your aroused faces speak for themselves!? He exhaled a muted laugh and went on: ?Hey! But tell me, Superman,? looking down at his own sublime body and removing the tee-shirt as if it were a jacket. He continued without a glance at the mesmerized hero: ?What did you think of the last punch I sent you? Was it not too hard for you? I hope your teeth are ok?? The tone of his voice was more than sarcastic.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But Superman was too far lost in his thoughts to attempt a reply, as he watched the hulking Sergeant finally taking his shirt off and making it slide slowly on his left forearm with his wiry muscular right hand: ?He is as big as I am? And nearly as tall? No, I guess he IS as tall as me? His body seems so hard!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You?re not much talkative anymore!? Pierce was holding his tee-shirt in his right hand, clenching it powerfully. ?You can?t imagine how I?d love to admire myself in a mirror right now!? He raised his arms sideways and, pacing himself slowly, hit a supremely magnificent double-biceps pose, some pieces of white fabric fluttering out of his clenched right fist. The biceps erupted into majestic peaks. ? But look at this Tucker! What do you think of my guns now???!!! Bigger than yours, right?? He contracted his arms even more, and unbelievably his cannonball biceps obeyed by swelling further. The tattoo on his right biceps was now stretched beyond reason.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker was mesmerized. He couldn?t keep up with his own thoughts: ?I can?t believe he is as big as I am? No? Why lie to myself? I know it? I know he is bigger? Not enormously? But he is? I know my body by heart? I know my proportions? This guy is beating me in the arms department. And I won?t talk about his pecs. Jesus! But how can he do that? It?s unreal!!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000] The Sergeant lowered his arms swiftly, letting them hang a little apart from his torso. He was laughing: ?Oh God! If you could see your own faces! That makes up completely for not being able to admire myself in a mirror right now!? [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The electronic bell rang for the new round to begin. Pierce was staring at Superman in the eyes. He threw the ball of white fabric to the side, over the top rope. Superman was lost in his thoughts and in his contemplation of the hunky officer, but Pierce?s voice woke him up:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Are you scared to face me, Sup??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman waited a second before speaking, focusing back straight at Pierce.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You really believe you impress me, right now, Sergeant?? replied Superman, walking slowly towards Pierce. ?Don?t you think I haven?t fought much stronger opponents? You can?t imagine the situations I have faced?? Superman continued walking, drawing circles around the Sergeant. ?You wouldn?t believe the number of incredible fights I had to get through? Sometimes, I have seen death from very close? So, you really think facing an arrogant Chippendale like you is something that could scare me??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce was smiling without flinching, following his opponent?s every move with his pale blue eyes.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oh, please, Sup, don?t give me your ?big hero? thing, ok?? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But why do you act like this?? asked Superman, still circling around the mighty Sergeant. ?What do you really want? I was here to teach an enhanced soldier what it was to face a super strong fighter? I was here for that? But you don?t seem to see it that way??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce closed his eyes for a moment; his smile became more sardonic. He reopened his eyes and faced Superman squarely.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What I want? You want to know what I want right now?? He raised his head a little making his huge neck grow in size. The look in his eyes took sadistic shades. ?I want to see you fall on the ground under my blows! I want to see you beg me to stop crushing your body.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman remained still. But Tucker in the corner was trembling in rage.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Pierce!!!? The Lieutenant?s jaw contracted. ?Don?t you know who you?re talking to? Superman came here for us? To help us in this program? How can you talk to him like this? Who do you think you are? You are here for training? Superman is NOT our enemy!? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You have nothing to do with this, Tucker,? said Pierce, coldly, without a glance at the Lieutenant. ?This is between me and that fucking alien, there!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Kryptonian hero showed no emotion. Several seconds went by before he ended the silence.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But why? Why do you do this, Pierce?? He broke eye contact with Pierce, looking instead at the long mirror on the side wall. ?Why are they all silent over there? I tried to scan the room but I can?t see through hyperium, from what I realized. What have you done? Have you planned something with your acolyte who is in there with them? I swear that if he hurts them in a way or another, in response to an order of yours, I will make you pay for this!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker looked at the mirror. ?I didn?t foresee that! Superman could be right. That could explain why they were so silent in there, because seeing what is happening, the Colonel or anyone? Amelie? would have come? Pierce is completely out of his mind. His enhancement is making him lose sense of reality. He is totally intoxicated with his own power. They should stop that? They should intervene!? His body suddenly tensed. ?They may be in danger? Amelie??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He instantly jumped off the ringside and dashed to the door, running past the big mirror. The door couldn?t be opened. He turned to Superman:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It?s locked! Only you could open this! This door is made of hyperium too.? He moved quickly to the mirror, placed his nose on the surface and, joining his large hands on the side of his head, tried to peer through. ?Shit! I can?t see a damn thing through this!? He tried again, straining to pry through this apparent night.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Amelie was watching the Sergeant?s massive frame, so close to her, yet blind to her presence. She cast brief glances at the doctor and the Colonel. They too were staring at him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Don?t you think this is going a bit far?? she said shyly. ?Why can?t we tell them that we are ok? It won?t change a thing to the progr??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Shut up, Amelie!? interrupted Vidal abruptly. ?You know exactly the procedure. We cannot interfere during the experiment! It?s an order! No communication! Nothing!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But I??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It?s an order, Dumont? cut the Corporal brutally. ?We all have to wait until the end of the experiment.? He paused for a second and continued: ?And you perfectly know why we can?t interfere??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Amelie fought not to respond. She looked back at the Lieutenant who had removed his hands from the mirror. The only thing he could see was his own worried face, reflected on the mirror?s surface.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Tucker turned around and quickly scanned the entire room. It was clear that all the doors were locked in similar ways. They were trapped in this hyperium room. Casting his attention back to the ring, he noticed Pierce?s expression and his manifest amusement at the situation. Tucker clenched his fist and smashed it on the mirror, not in an attempt to break it, but as an outlet for his rage. He added, vanquished: ?And forget about the mirror. It?s in organic hyperium. Almost indestructible, like regular hyperium. I couldn?t break it??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But I can,? said Superman softly as he took a step in Tucker?s direction, intending to leave the ring. But a massive hand clasped his shoulder.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Where do you think you?re going, Superman?? Pierce?s voice had become nearly threatening.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I have to see if they are safe in there!? coldly replied the Man of Steel, as he shoved his shoulder forward, freeing it from Pierce?s hold. He continued walking without looking back at the Sergeant. But his opponent?s hand landed once more on his muscular shoulder.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I don?t think you really understood me, Superman? YOU are going nowhere!? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman froze once again. He closed his eyes for a second, trying to keep his cool.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Take your hand off my shoulder, Pierce!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Or what?? replied the officer, in a disdainful tone.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Or you are really going to push me a little too far!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oh, really??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes?? Superman turned his head slowly. His eyes were casting lightning bolts. His neck was flexed, every muscle striation was apparent. He turned around slowly, presenting his muscular chest as an obvious answer and ended with: ?Really!? His voice was magisterial, commanding. He was breathing slowly, full of contained energy. His pecs heaved in rhythm.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?And why do you think they could be in danger, behind this mirror?? asked the Sergeant ironically. ?You could be wrong??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?So tell me why, if they hear our worries about them, they don?t just use the microphone, to reassure Lieutenant Tucker and me? Something is not normal here. Your behavior is not normal, their silence is not normal? There are too many strange things, and I want to get some answers to my questions.? Superman was speaking in an emotionless tone.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce looked at the mat and shook his head.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Haaaa, Sup! Always ready to play the great hero! But if you want to see what?s going on over there?? He looked back at him and took a step forward. ?You will have to walk over my dead body!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Really?? Superman clenched his fists slowly, containing his growing anger.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The smile on Pierce?s face beamed larger, in a mean way.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Really!!!? replied the Sergeant, swelling his massive chest and clenching his fists. The vascularity on his arms became ever more pronounced. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The two muscular fighters were facing each other. ?God! Pierce is really as massive as Superman, now!? thought Tucker as he walked back to the ring. He climbed on the edge, staying behind the rope, in his corner. He looked back at the mirror one last time, and turned his head to see what would happen in the center of the ring. The two fighters were still facing each other, very close to one another, their noses nearly touching. Both of them seemed completely focused. They were breathing at the same rhythm. Their pecs were coming in contact repeatedly.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce broke the still before the storm, swiftly putting his hands on Superman?s shoulders and pushing the hero away with tremendous violence.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman was thrown off guard by the level of power of that movement. He had to take a few steps back in order not to fall. But Pierce with astonishing speed was on him, throwing a mighty right punch at the hero?s head. Superman was ejected further backwards, but he successfully kept his balance. As Pierce ran towards him, powering a left blow, Superman moved his head at the last moment, avoiding the fist which skimmed close to his temple in a loud ?Wwoooooshhh?.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Tucker was startled by the display of sheer power shown in those last seconds. The adversaries were now frozen in the center of the ring. Superman quickly crisscrossed his fingers with Pierce?s. Both fighters arched their backs, their legs pushing strongly forward, trying to repel the other man away. Their hands, on a level with their shoulders on either sides of their torsos, shook under the unimaginable pressure.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]?How can Pierce resist Superman?s strength?? The Lieutenant was staring at Superman?s attitude. His jaw was tightly clenched and his parted lips showed a narrow row of teeth, while the effort drew from him a faint manly moan. His arms were contracted to the max; they were bulging under the effort and stretching the blue suit. He was slowly taking the advantage over Pierce, whose legs began to sag a little, trembling. He was nearly roaring in his effort. As Superman increased the pressure, he started propping his torso above Pierce?s, his face closing in ever more.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Sergeant suddenly reared his head and, throwing it violently forward, he hammered Superman?s nose with his forehead. The shock made Superman break the hold and stagger backwards.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce quickly gripped Superman?s right wrist with both hands, and, twisting his torso on the side, tossed his opponent?s equally muscular body square into the neutral corner. Superman?s back crashed loudly on the turnbuckle.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce lowered his eyes, admiring Superman?s body. The long muscular torso was fully tensed as Pierce pushed on the neck, forcing Superman?s upper back to arch backwards above the turnbuckle. Superman?s abs were incredibly cut and flat, the muscles stretched to the max:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yeah? Nice! You know, Superman?? His voice was trembling a little under the strain of the effort he exerted on the hero?s neck. ?I never understood why you hide such an impressive body under that fucking blue suit?? With his right hand, he grasped the collar of the suit, right in the middle. ?And I?ve always been curious to see that beauty you were hiding under it!? He slowly began to pull on it. As his fist, firmly holding the fabric, moved back, the suit began to produce a wrenching sound. ?Hummm, they say that your suit is as indestructible as you? Well, then obviously, neither of you really are!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman raised his head a little, gazing into Pierce?s beautiful steely eyes. The hero?s lips were curled up, showing his perfect white teeth fully clenched. A little trickle of blood was flowing lightly from his nose.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce continued tearing away, ripping a long middle strip, with the ?S? on it.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman contracted his neck completely and raised his right hand, grabbing Pierce?s left wrist. He applied such pressure that the hand around his neck broke the hold. The hero saw the pain on the Sergeant?s face. Taking advantage of this, he quickly put his right foot on Pierce?s stomach and pushed him away, freeing the Sergeant?s left wrist at the same time. Pierce was thrown back, hold still the strip of fabric in his right hand and tearing it completely off the costume. He stepped back by a few meters and stopped in the center of the ring. He was smiling arrogantly, looking at the piece of blue fabric in his hand.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman straightened up. His face was quite red. He was breathing heavily. His eyes were dark, his eyebrows very low, contracted wrinkles of rage on his forehead. Staring Pierce right in the eyes, he grabbed the sides of his torn suit and, spreading his fists, opened it completely. Without pausing, he let the fabric slide on his round shoulders, freeing his left arm with his right hand behind his back. He moved his arms forward, and, raising his left hand this time, pealed the right muscular arm.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker swallowed hard, watching the impressive definition of those guns. The hard fight Superman had to put up with so far had given his body a perfect pump. A large and sinuous vein coursed over the round biceps and divided and multiplied into a delta of smaller veins, running freely along the muscular forearm. Short dark hair covered the center of his immense round pecs. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?If you are looking for war, Pierce, you?re going to get it!? He threw the rest of his top by the side of the ring. He stuck his chest out. His heroic pose made his muscular torso even more impressive.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Wooooww?. You?re really a fucking muscular beast, Sup!? Pierce was smiling broadly. ?But see how my body matches yours now! Not only in size? But in power too!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I don?t know how you did that? Yes, you became extremely stronger. But I can tell you, this will not be enough to beat me!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well, Sup?? The Herculean young Sergeant raised his right fist and clenched it in front of his face. ?I?m sorry to break the news to you that your fantastic career ends in a few minutes!? He stared at the Kryptonian straight in the eyes, devilishly. ?I?m going to kill you, Superman!? He raised his hand holding the fabric, showing the big red ?S? to its original owner. ?And this, will be the nicest souvenir of them all! The perfect visit card for me? when I get to meet the other superheroes, when I challenge them one after the other and crush them!? Superman?s eyes opened wide :[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?I said that I will begin a collection, Sup? After your ?S?, I think I will take a piece of Hulk?s violet pants. Then the destroyed shield of Captain America; that bastard won?t stand more than a few seconds in front of me. Maybe after that, I will deal with Thor; I guess I will enjoy destroying that tall princess; his helmet will be mine too!? He looked deep into Superman?s eyes. ?And then I think I will finish with your super-friend? Batman! His bullshit bat-mask will be the perfect trophy to crown my collection!? Superman was seething.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce shoved the piece of fabric in the right pocket of his pants, leaving a long square dangle out of it. Superman watched his victorious red ?S? trapped in the young stud?s small pocket.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You are completely mad, Pierce! You really think you can beat me?? asked Superman, with anger in his voice. ?Ok, so let?s go back fighting! I am definitely stopping you now!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The hero positioned his fists in a fighting stance. Resolutely, Pierce did the same.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Colonel Collins was in a trance, admiring the two fighters in awe. ?They are both so hot. Pierce is now as big as Superman.? His thoughts were running fast. ?It?s hard to say if one is bigger than the other. Pierce?s arms seem maybe even more defined? Maybe it?s his tanned skin which gives that impression. And Pierce?s narrow waist makes his shoulders and his back appear so broad and large.? He discreetly moved his hands, trying to hide his consuming hard-on. Pierce and Superman were circling one another slowly, each trying to find a weakness in the other?s stance. ?God, in that boxing position, Pierce?s arms, bent like that? they are larger than his waist. And his waist is so sexy. His abs are so defined, so cut and so flat. My god, This guy is so hot!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman made the first move. He faked a right jab aimed at Pierce?s head. The latter tried to block it, but too late did he realized his mistake, as Superman threw a massive left that exploded on the Sergeant?s cheek. Pierce was propelled into the ropes. Superman instantly followed him. But Pierce?s forearms were in perfect guard stance; his fists protected his head from every blow Superman attempted there; and the pair of his long thick forearms propped forward vertically shielded perfectly his entire chest. Pierce?s shoulders were slightly raised, and his torso moved gracefully against the rope, as he blocked every incoming punch from the mighty hero. Superman was increasing the speed of his blows, but none of them seemed to reach its intended target. Suddenly, Pierce, using the ropes, propelled himself forward towards Superman. His forearms hit with full force the hero, who had to step back. Pierce took the advantage and quickly punched Superman in the stomach. He carried on with renewed direct hits at Superman?s head. The noises of impact were frightening: loud thuds echoed through the vast hyperium room. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Tucker followed sight of Superman?s large muscular back. His lats seemed to grow in size, flaring further the more he pushed. His muscular nape and traps bulged along. His round shoulders showed more than ever their amazing striations. His lower-back arched more and more. And Tucker quickly realized what was happening. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The Lieutenant?s throat was parched. ?No? Come on, Superman? It?s not possible? Pierce?s arms can?t be stronger than Superman?s!? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce?s arms were contracted to the max. He was breathing hard. All his body was ripped beyond belief ripped. His hands were slowly making headway, pushing Superman?s hands back. The superhero was loosing his balance. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]And the impossible happened. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Before Superman could move a leg back to reassert his position, Pierce gathered all his might in his arms and legs and brutally shoved Superman with unstoppable strength. The hero flew back, the top of his back hitting the middle of his corner?s turnbuckle. Superman fell loudly on the mat.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]And the electronic bell rang in the room, bringing the round to an end.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker jumped over the third rope and crouched in front of the hero, on the floor.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Goodness? Superman, you?re alright??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, yes?? replied the Man of Steel. ?I?m ok, don?t worry? This kid is just becoming?? But something caught Superman?s attention. Tucker saw it. And then he understood. The shadow? He quickly turned his head: a pair of tree-trunk legs cast in military pants. Pierce stood there. His torso was overwhelming to look at from this angle. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I don?t care for these fucking rounds anymore!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Before Tucker could make a single move, Pierce grabbed his hair and flung him over the third rope. The Lieutenant fell loudly a few meters away, on his shoulders. He stayed motionless on the ground for a number of seconds, not because of pain, his hard muscles quite able to absorb the shock of the impact, but because of his coming to terms with what had just happened: Pierce had tossed with one hand his 285 pounds of muscles without the slightest trace of exertion.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker slowly stood up. Superman was standing too. Cornered as he was, Superman put his hands on Pierce?s hard pecs and pushed him back. Pierce moved back slightly, but he quickly grabbed the side-ropes and pulled himself forward rapidly. His forehead smashed once more into Superman?s nose. The hero stumbled. Pierce held one wrist with both hands and matter-of-factly hurled him into the opposite corner. Superman once again crashed into the turnbuckle, his arms hanging backwards over the third rope. Pierce ran with fury in his direction and jumped, knees first, ready to destroy Superman?s abs. But the Kryptonian fighter reacted in a flash, as his instincts took over. Danger was real, danger was there, danger was hurtling at top speed towards him.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Two rays of red energy hit Pierce?s chest, stopping his momentum. The Sergeant fell to the ground.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The silence that fell over the room was complete. Superman was breathing heavily. But Pierce?s fingers started moving a little. He slowly shifted his arms and got to his knees. He was facing the ground. Superman straightened up.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker ran towards the ring.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Superman, don?t hesitate! Use whatever you have! He is out of control! You have to stop him by all means! I know you?d prefer to fight him by the book, but we have to do all we can to stop this bastard!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]In the dark room, the doctor leaned nervously towards Amelie Dumont.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?How much is he now??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?93, Sir!? Her hands were shaking. She wasn?t really there. She was giving the answers automatically. Pierce?s words still echoed in her head: ?I will kill you? when I challenge them one after the other and crush them?? She quivered with horror. ?My God, what have I done!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It?s nearly over! We will soon know if the experience is a total success.?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman was stunned. The muscular officer was getting up, after being hit with his powerful heat lasers. Pierce shook his head, sent a terrifying look at Superman and ran again towards him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman hesitated. And Pierce was on him. Both hands grasped his neck, strangling him. His ripped arms swelled immeasurably.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You? are going? to die, Superman!? grunted Pierce, under the effort. The Man of Steel felt his neck muscles compress dangerously. Pierce?s powerful fingers were on the verge of making their way in. He contracted his neck to the max. But Pierce insisted, even increasing the pressure. Superman shook his head a little, side-by-side, as if saying no.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Don?t? make? me? do this??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]His eyes were becoming red? But this was not blood. Red energy seemed to overflow from the eyeballs into the air. But Pierce tightened his grip even more. And Superman let the rays go.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The red beams slammed Pierce in the middle of his chest, thrusting his body in the opposite corner. Superman stopped his attack. But Pierce was still on his feet, leaning against the turnbuckle. ?I hit him full force, and from very close? and he is not knocked out!? The Sergeant staggered a little for a moment. The hero waited, incredulous. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]When Pierce made a first step towards Superman, the hero didn?t hesitate. A massive red beam struck Pierce exactly on the same spot, projecting his body against the turnbuckle. But this time, Superman didn?t stop. The red laser kept pinning Pierce?s torso against the metallic bar. His body shook violently, as if he was under an electric shock; his head trembled; yet his eyes were wide open, staring at Superman fiercely.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?YESSSSSS, SUPERMAN!!! KNOCK HIM DOWN FOR GOOD!!!? shouted Tucker. The noise from the energy rays was deafening. But Pierce was still on his feet.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman increased the power, slowly. ?I don?t want to kill him. I just have to knock him down. But he is so resilient!? The intensity of the red light increased yet again. Superman was now leaning forward, his right fist clenched in front of his chest. All the room now glowed in ruby hues, and the men?s shadows danced on the hyperium walls. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?And now, Amelie??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?95? 96? 97? It?s going faster! 98! 99! 100%! ?a y est!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?OOOUUIIIIIIII!!!? shouted the doctor in a high pitched voice![/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Hold on, Doctor? Oh no!? 101! 102??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What, but how?? The older man was questioning the French girl with his eyes. ?You were right, then??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I? I? I think yes, Doctor?.? She looked back at the screen. ?112?119?126??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Can you tell me what?s happening?? asked Corporal Knowles, coming nearer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It seems that this continuous PI on Bruce?s body just broke the Midlovish point! Amelie wrote a paper on that a few months ago, but we were all convinced that she was wrong!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What are you talking about, please, use terms I can understand!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Forgive me? As you know, Bruce?s enhancement was based on a genetic modification. This gave him the ability to transform the living energy he received, like a punch for instance, into pure muscular energy, increasing his mass and his strength.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, I know that!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What did you say?? intervened the Colonel. ?What are you talking about, Doctor?? And looking at the Corporal: ?And you knew about that??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Later, Leonard, ok?? cut the Corporal. ?Go on, Henri.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well, we made a lot of simulations, to see how big and strong Bruce could become. But the limit of the process was a real question. Is there a real limit? We thought yes. It was logical for me and my team. But when Amelie joined us, she worked on this question and argued that the Midlovish limit was not accurate for this case, contrary to what we thought??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But what is the limit of Mid??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?That?s of no importance?? He shook his head a little. ?Amelie thought that the limit we established was right, if the energy received by Bruce was a brief PI??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?We called PI a power impact, Corporal? said briefly Amelie. ?A quick PI can be a punch or a kick for instance?? She looked at Vidal, asking silent permission to continue, but didn?t wait for his approval. ?But I had a theory concerning some long-drawn PI. If Bruce is at the edge of reaching the limit, those 99%? Well, if he receives a last blow, he gets to the max, that Midlovish point the doctor told you about. But if he receives a long blast, like this one? A blast like Superman can give him? He can go further than this limit. That was my theory. I explained it to you like this, but it?s a bit more complicated than that?? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I get what you mean? said the Corporal. He turned his head and looked at the red room. ?So the enhancement process is still on??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, Corporal.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?And when will it stop??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?When Superman will stop his attack.? She looked quickly at the screen. ?159%, Doctor??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The doctor looked at the fight scene, an evil smile on his face.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce?s body was still shaking violently. But he refused to fall. Superman gritted his teeth, leaned his body a little more forward and doubled the power of his beam. Tucker partially shielded his eyes, looking from the side: the red light was too strong, and the outpouring of energy had become untenable. He had to avert his gaze from the center of the beam and instead looked around. He settled his eyes on the boots of the Sergeant, whose upper body still shook dangerously. Tucker was lost in his thought. But a detail caught his attention. The tops of Pierce?s boots were changing. Something surely was happening. Tucker narrowed his eyes a little, in order to perceive better despite the blinding light. The top lace of the right boot suddenly snapped. Just above, the military pants too were shifting: the growing calf muscle was now stretching the fabric. Tucker couldn?t believe his eyes. The thighs too were expanding, powerfully, relentlessly. Pierce?s fists were tightly clenched. His forearms were exploding in size under Tucker?s very eyes. The Lieutenant quickly glanced at Pierce?s face. Beyond his expression of pain and of concentration, Tucker saw it? The devilish smile at the corner of his mouth. ?Oh my God! Noooo!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?SUPERMAN!!! STOOOPP!!! STOOPPP THIS IMMEDIATELY!!!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]An awkward silence came back to the room, disturbed only by the breathing of the two men inside the ring.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman looked quizzically at Tucker. A reddish smoke seemed still to escape from his eyes. He acknowledged the panic on the Lieutenant?s face. But Tucker couldn?t speak, finally aware of what had happened since the very beginning of the match.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce fell on his knees. He was breathing heavily.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But Superman didn?t look at him. His new friend?s worried expression intrigued him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker opened his mouth in an attempt to speak. But he didn?t know what to say. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman quickly glanced at Pierce. He froze, his mouth gaping.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman : Pierce?s menace[/COLOR]

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[COLOR=#000000]Part 6[/COLOR]

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[COLOR=#000000]- ?So, Amelie?? said the doctor, giddy with excitement.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?176%!? The young French woman was quivering. She pushed the laptop over the little desk in front of her, as if she were scared of the flashing green numbers. The silence in the small room was oppressive. Amelie couldn?t avert her eyes from the blinking figures. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Come on, Bruce, get to your feet?? mumbled the doctor to himself. Amelie glanced at the doctor, askance. His hands were pressed flat against the see-through mirror. He was obviously tense. He kept staring at the Sergeant?s massive silhouette in the ring. ?Come on, Bruce? Get up? Now show us your incredible power!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Amelie Dumont shifted her eyes towards the corner of the ring, where Pierce was crouching on his hands and knees, his face ducked down.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Tucker too observed Pierce with amazement: the Sergeant?s breathing was slowing down, and the periodic dilations and contractions of his monumental lats seemed more and more controlled. Pierce lifted his right leg and put his boot flat on the floor. He paused for a second.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker nearly jumped when a voice resounded through the speakers:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Bruce? Are you ok? How do you feel??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The doctor?s voice. The last word echoed through the large hall and was followed by the faint yet audible breathing of Vidal, who waited expectantly, too close to the microphone.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The mighty Sergeant raised his head and looked at the mirror.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I?m perfectly fine, Henri!? His voice was louder, deeper than before, even more imposing and virile. He rose slowly from his kneeling stance.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker?s mouth relaxed to the point that the lower mandible seemed on the verge of detaching from the rest of the skull. Pierce now stood fully erect, like a king after his coronation. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Jesus Christ!? whispered the Lieutenant, as he took in the incredible sight. The thoughts in his mind jostled against one another so fast that he was unable to utter any one of them. ?He is so tall? God! He must be 7?3? or maybe 7?4?! It?s incredible? And his body weight? Shit, I can?t tell? maybe around 350 pounds? 360? He is so huge? And what definition!? He glanced sideways at Superman. ?God! Even Superman looks small next to him!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker was right. Next to Pierce?s physique, Superman?s was not that impressive. Sure, he was muscular, but it paled in comparison to the young Sergeant?s newly-achieved ultimate physical development.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce was an endless [/COLOR][COLOR=black]celebration of the male muscular body. Despite his staggering increase in size and mass, he had lost none of his exquisite proportions and his overwhelming seductive power. His gorgeous male model?s face rested atop the most muscular neck Tucker had ever known. The prodigiously long and gracefully curving traps lead to a pair of massive deltoids, larger and rounder than the Lieutenant could ever have even dreamt of for himself. Pierce?s tall V-shaped torso sported the purest of masterpieces, two immense, thick and precisely striated expanses of pectoral muscles, whose dimensions and apparent power mercilessly dwarfed Superman?s chest. The density, detail and sheer perfection of his chiseled stomach was mesmerizing beyond redemption; the abdominal ripples were so replete with power that they seemed enormously heavy cobbles, larger than Tucker?s palms, carved out of a quarry of living marble and tightly compacted here, one against the others, in an impregnable eight-pack formation. The two oblique muscles stretched sideways, even more defined, more cut than before, if that were possible: there seemed not to be a single molecule of fat left on his entire body. But Tucker?s mouth became drier when he turned his attention to Pierce?s gigantic arms; they were so large that his biceps and triceps seemed to crush the coracobrachial muscle between them. The biceps were unbelievably long yet, even when the arm was extended, the split muscles showed their perfect roundedness. And the size of the triceps made it impossible to fathom what power those arms could unleash. Tucker was lost in wonder at so much muscular definition. The Lieutenant always tried to maintain his body in top condition, aiming to stay all the time as lean as possible, his body as ripped as could be. But never, even after his strictest diet, had he seen himself remotely approaching Pierce?s impeccable definition. Every muscle was precisely and sharply cut, and their vascularity was matched only by their perfection. The exact shape of Pierce?s muscular quads was clearly apparent under the military pants that could barely contain so much muscle mass; the fabric stretched over them, revealing every valley and every mountain in that super-human landscape. The calves emerging from the top of the boots embodied once and for all time the very Platonic form of calf perfection.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=black]Tucker stood still, his arms hanging lifeless by his sides. He was utterly enraptured by this epiphany of pure power.[/COLOR][COLOR=#000000] ?I cannot believe this kid is build like this! His body is what every bodybuilder wouldn?t even dare to dream of: the mountainous size, the flawless symmetry and the incredible definition. My god!? He gave another look at Superman. ?Shit, Superman looks puny! Like a field athlete next to a champion pro-bodybuilder! Pierce?s body redefines the standard of what a super-being looks like!? Tucker?s heart tightened a little as he fully grasped how hopelessly removed his own physique was from Pierce?s sublime achievement. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Jealous?? Tucker started on the spot, dragged out of his own thoughts. He raised his head up. Pierce was staring at him straight in the eyes, smiling cockily. But before Tucker could place a word, Pierce asked, looking at the mirror: ?Henri, don?t tell me I?m not at 100%! I will never believe you!? After a short silence, the doctor?s voice came through:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Ahem? Well, actually, you are not at 100%, Bruce??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Sergeant clenched his right fist on the side, raising them slightly. Tucker?s mind refused to take in the size of those biceps. The shape of the muscle was pure perfection, and every fiber, precisely visible, was engorged with energy and power.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What? You must be wrong! Look at me! I feel like I could crush a mountain!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You are not at 100%, Bruce?? The doctor hesitated a moment. ?Because you reached? 176%.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce stood in the middle of the ring, thinking. A large smile beamed on his beautiful face.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?Colonel, Corporal, I think I deserve an explanation here.? Superman walked to the corner of the ring that was closest to the mirror. ?What?s all this? I don?t understand what happened here. Who is Pierce??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Tucker briefly glanced at Superman. The question hadn?t even come to his mind, but it seemed like a most natural one given the previous sequence of events. He rolled his eyes above, at the ceiling, while waiting for an answer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?We have been working on this project for more than three years, Superman. Project Beyond was created by me, and doctor Vidal gave it life!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You didn?t answer my question, Corporal: who is Pierce?? repeated Superman, sternly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Bruce is the ultimate achievement of our project. He is its inner soul, its raison d??tre, he is Project Beyond?s Solution!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?And what is Project Beyond? What is its goal?? asked the Man of Steel looking back at Pierce?s massive frame, in the center of the ring.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]A few seconds passed, and the answer came:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?To terminate you!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce?s smile had gradually expanded beyond its natural arrogance: it was now threatening.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Wh? what?? asked Superman, incredulous.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Listen, Superman. You?ve been helping the American people for many years now??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I try to help every nation on this planet, Corporal!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, yes? We know that? But, Superman? We don?t really know where you come from? We know so little about you? And at the same time, your powers are so immense.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman crossed his arms on his chest, still looking at Pierce, as if the voice of the Corporal came from the Sergeant?s mouth.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What?s your point??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well.? The Corporal coughed a little. ?I? me and some people I know, close to the General and the President himself, we are working on a decree aiming at having you declared, Superman? having you declared a weapon of mass destruction??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?WHAAAAATTTT?? Superman turned his head towards the side of the ring. The shout had burst out of Lieutenant Tucker?s mouth; he was shaking, trying to contain his rage; he met the eyes of Superman who remained composed, even smiling, and he tried to calm himself down: ?What? what are you saying, Corporal? You must be joking, surely! Superman can?t be a weapon of mass destruction! He is the greatest hero on the planet! I think that??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Lieutenant, I don?t care what you think. This, in any case, is none of your business!? The Corporal paused for a second and went on: ?And as a weapon thus classified, Superman must be neutralized, and this, by every possible means.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Lieutenant clenched his fists.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?How can you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Lieutenant?? intervened Superman, calmly. His eyes rested on the US officer. He smiled to him, that same wide, generous smile. ?Don?t worry? I?m beginning to understand everything here?? He looked back at Pierce. ?And so, Colonel, if I get what you?re saying, Pierce is your way of ?neutralizing? me??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Exactly,? replied the Corporal quickly, with a quiver of excitement in his voice.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You created Pierce in order to try to overpower me and control me, or to ?terminate? me, as you just said.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?That is correct, Superman.?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?So, you created a weapon of mass destruction in order to terminate another one??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The silence that followed and the Corporal?s hesitation were interpreted as a manner of answer in themselves. But Pierce stepped towards Superman:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, but this one is American and not from a freaking alien planet!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Stop talking in the name of my country, Pierce!? shouted the Lieutenant. ?You are not a representative of it, got that?? But Pierce paid no attention to that reply.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman uncrossed his arms. Pierce stopped a mere inches in front of him. Once again, the two men were facing each other in that position, but this time, the contrast in size was astonishing. Pierce was much taller than the Man of Steel. Tucker watched from the side the confrontation between those two stallions. Pierce?s torso was so thick. Not only had his muscles grown in the process, but all his bone structure likewise: his ribcage was larger, his shoulders much broader, the size of his wrists and hands was now remarkably greater. He was muscles piled over muscles, a precise conflation of pure power. Superman looked featherweight by contrast. Pierce leaned forward in order to face him closer. Superman, on the other hand, stood straight, his head raised a little, holding Pierce?s gaze. Superman seemed completely confident.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But tell me, Colonel?? began Superman, still looking at Pierce but talking to Knowles. ?How are you going to convince the American people, since you are talking about the US here, that I?m a real danger for them? They never saw me as a danger before??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]A nervous laugh came from the speakers. The Corporal replied:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Well, Superman? You are a mystery for a lot of people? You come and go, but no one exactly knows who you are. We can easily imagine that, like a lot of so called superheroes, you have a secret identity?? He paused. Superman?s silence invited him to continue. ?Of course, we don?t know your secret identity? for now? But there is something we know about you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oh? And what is that?? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Our satellites have found some kind of secret base in the Arctic?? Superman remained silent. Pierce?s deep steely eyes, full of contained wrath and arrogance, delved into his soul. The Corporal, satisfied by the effect of his latest revelation, carried on: ?Nothing to add to this, Superman? Well, let me tell you that we have thousands of pictures of this base of yours. We don?t thoroughly know what you do in there. But we measured some extremely dangerous radiations leaking out of the place. You seem to possess a huge arsenal in there: lasers, phasers, missiles? And I don?t need to mention the attack our troops faced when they tried to approach your base, a few months ago, when you were away in some far corner of the universe. An unjustified attack of several blue lasers??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You had no right to enter it, Corporal! It?s just self-defense,? cut Superman. Pierce moved his head even closer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?We have all the rights, Superman! This is not your planet! You can?t do whatever you want here! I won?t let you make weird and dangerous experiments in there! And God knows what you have in mind with all those terrifying weapons. YOU are a danger! YOUR BASE is a danger! We have to do something to understand who you are and what you are doing! And this is our right! We?ll see how people will react when they discover that secret side of yours.? The Corporal wasn?t trying to conceal his anger anymore.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I hope they will react as they should. I hope the American people are wiser, cleverer than you are? Show them those pictures if you want. I can easily tell them the truth and why I hid that base from them. I have no secret. Just show them, Corporal!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ? I? I??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I hope for your sake it?s not all you have against me: that?s very unconvincing argument for starting a war against me? I know you started others with even less evidence than that, but not this time, I can tell you!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Nicely put, Superman!? intervened Tucker.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]After a few seconds during which he looked deeply into Pierce?s eyes, Superman said:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But I?ll deal with that later? First I have some unfinished business here! So, Pierce, are you finally going to tell me how you managed to do all that? From what I understood and realized a little too late, you seemed to be able to transform all the energy of my blows into pure energy for your own body. And obviously, this phase is finished, you finally got to your max. But I don?t understand how they did that to you.? He smiled a little, as he faced the powerful giant. ?What is your little secret, Sergeant??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?For someone who?s about to beg for mercy, you have a fucking mouth!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oh? I will beg for mercy then??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]A flame shone through Pierce?s eyes.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oh yes, you will, believe me!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Don?t bury me too quickly! You are still an empty-headed young rooster, you know. And you didn?t answer my question: what is your secret??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce moved his head a little closer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You wanna know how they made me able to turn myself into this perfect musclegod? I?m gonna tell you? Three years ago, they injected me with a kind of virus. A new type of genetic virus that would transform the core of my DNA, throughout my body.? A devilish smile darkened his face. ?And you know what??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Tell me,? whispered the Man of Steel, mocking the Sergeant.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Someone you know helped us create that virus?? Pierce smiled as he caught the surprise in Superman?s eyes. He continued slowly. ?Someone you met, a few years ago? A very, very, very close acquaintance, shall we say.? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?What the? Who are you talking ab??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Come on, Sup! Don?t be more stupid than you look! Nothing comes to your mind when you face a man who gets stronger and stronger the more you fight him??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman?s eyes opened wide. He was still eyeing Pierce.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No? they didn?t? They didn?t do that??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, Superman, they did! In my genes, in my blood, in my invincible muscles burns the fire of your greatest foe!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Man of Steel seemed paralyzed:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No? You? you are lying??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?The army got some samples of his blood. They did a lot of research, breaking down his DNA, analyzing it? We used it. We used his power.? Pierce was speaking very slowly. ?He is in me now. And I will use his incredible power to finish you once for good.? Superman felt the Sergeant?s large palm pressing slowly behind his head. Pierce leaned his forehead close to Superman?s ear. ?I guess we can all give a big thanks to your worst nightmare?? Superman felt Pierce?s warm breath on his cheek. The Sergeant finished in a whisper: ?A big thanks to the unstoppable? DOOMSDAY??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman didn?t move. He was staring absent-mindedly at the hyperium wall in front of him, over and beyond the boulderous traps of the massive young Sergeant. Pierce slowly straightened his torso, never releasing the lost hero from his gaze, as he savored his confusion. But Superman, suddenly focusing straight on him, regained his composure:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Why did you do this? How could you do this?? His eyes betrayed an internal storm. ?Corporal??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, Superman? You wish to surrender??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You are mad, Knowles! I don?t know what you have against me? But do you realize that you just opened Pandora?s box!? He was still staring at Pierce right in the eyes. The Sergeant was beaming.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, we opened it, Superman!? declared Pierce, slowly. ?And chaos, pain, suffering, defeat will be all yours this day! I think it is time for me to start my real job!? He raised his head a little. ?Are you ready to die??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman took a fighting stance.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I am more than ready finally to stop you!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce stepped back a little:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?So, come on, Superman! Show me how you plan to do that!? He stayed motionless in the middle of the ring. Superman tried not to stare at his enemy?s incredible body. There was no doubt about the threat that Pierce now represented. And Superman knew he had to fight him and stop him. But at the same time, Pierce had the most overwhelming physique the hero had ever encountered. Superman was particularly taken by the perfect V-shaped torso. Pierce was so tall that his shoulders and back, though the broadest and thickest Superman had seen, formed with his tapering lats the most incredibly graceful and well-proportioned line, all the way down to his amazingly narrow waist. Pierce?s voice dragged him out of his reverie. ?Are you hesitating, Superman? Or just admiring the sight?? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I?m not afraid of you, Pierce! And be prepared, because I won?t let you go through with your plans so easily!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Ok, Superman, I?m ready! Why don?t you come and attack me!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Without further invitation, Superman rushed towards Pierce, flying. The Sergeant had barely time to move, Superman was coming so fast. The hero quickly closed his right fist and punched Pierce on the left cheek.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The shock was tremendous. Pierce?s muscular neck stretched fully to the side. The musclegod stumbled back a few steps to remain on his feet. Superman landed close to him and resumed his attack, sending a high left elbow and hitting the Sergeant on the right cheek this time. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce?s body was thrown to the other side. The Man of Steel kept close to him, shooting a violent punch in his opponent?s massively developed abs. Pierce?s huge torso leaned forward. His eyes met Superman?s. He was furious. But before he could make a single move, Superman fired one of the most impressive uppercuts Lieutenant Tucker ever witnessed. Pierce lifted off the surface of the ring and crashed against one of the neutral corners? turnbuckle. His face betrayed his pain. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?What? What?s going on?? started the Corporal, trembling. The microphone had been switched off. He shot a glance at doctor Vidal with concern. ?Wasn?t it Pierce who was supposed to beat his shit up??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The doctor kept on watching the ring and answered without any trace of emotion:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Do you realize who Bruce is facing right now, Corporal?? Knowles wasn?t given the opportunity to reply. ?Superman was the strongest and most powerful being on this planet. Did you think that his blows would have left Pierce completely unaffected? Of course not?? The doctor?s attention to the fight seemed to increase as Pierce was moving back into the middle of the ring. ?But look at him. Look at Bruce as he came back in the fight. Do you think he is worried?? The Corporal considered briefly the face of the massive giant and the arrogant smile still on his face. ?No, he isn?t,? answered the doctor. ?And do you know why?? The Corporal, still observing Pierce?s obvious confidence, showed no with his head. ?Because Bruce is now aware that Superman USED TO BE the strongest man on this planet!? Doctor Vidal turned and, his eyes still glued on his masterpiece, asked, ?Amelie, what was Superman?s best PPII?? But no response came.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman swallowed hard as Pierce walked towards him. ?I just threw him some of my hardest blows. But he is standing in front of me like nothing happened!? The hero tried not to stare too long at Pierce?s fantastic development. The thickness of his pecs was truly mesmerizing. This gorgeous young man, with his arrogant attitude, now also had the body that justified his being as cocky as he pleased. His long torso was so harmoniously proportioned. His abs were pure perfection, precisely defined, incredibly thick and, it seemed, completely impenetrable. His intercostals were highly cut and nicely framed, packed tightly close to each other. There appeared to be no place on his entire body which was not covered with an armor of muscles.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I will never thank you enough, Superman!? Pierce stopped a few meters from the Man of Steel. ?You gave me this body! I don?t really know why I got beyond the 100% limit? I guess they will tell me later? I don?t really care actually. What I know now is that I can face you, and that I have the power to destroy you!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You are so pretentious, Pierce!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Who wouldn?t be with a body like this!? He lowered his eyes to admire himself, half-spreading his arms, palms up, as if inviting Superman to join him in the contemplation. He raised his head and cast an arrogant look at Superman. ?You feel like nothing next to me, right, Sup??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Stop your bullshit now, Pierce!? He clenched his fists. ?I will stop you!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yeeaaaahhh, come on, Superman!? exclaimed the Lieutenant, on the ringside. ?Beat him up!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce cast the officer a mean and disdainful glance and turned back to Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Ok, Sup! Come! Attack me! Don?t worry, my enhancement is complete now! You can beat me as hard as you can, I won?t become stronger for that!? said the massive Sergeant, mocking.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I got that, Pierce! I?m not stupid!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce motioned his hand, inviting Superman to come closer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?So come on, Superman! Show me your strength! I wanna destroy you before I go thrashing some other heroes!? He smiled sadistically. ?This fight is nearly over!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman didn?t need further excuse. He rushed towards Pierce, sending square in his face a terrific punch, which landed on the side of Pierce?s chin. He went on with several jabs at his opponent?s muscular stomach. The blows rained so thickly that the Sergeant could barely move to avoid them, and his huge upper body began to bend forward. He grimaced as Superman attempted to make his way through the solid wall of brick-like abs. The huge Sergeant kept taking a few steps backwards, until he finally touched the ropes. His powerful back collapsed on them as Superman delivered a final explosion into the abs; Superman felt his fist reach deeper into the hard steel muscles and a grin of satisfaction fleeted on his face. Before his opponent could gather his wits, he quickly stood straight and, clutching Pierce?s right wrist, catapulted him to the other side of the ring. Tucker gasped at the unbridled power of the move: Superman?s body had tensed and twisted completely, his lats bulging out above the narrow but muscular waist. The Sergeant flew straight into the opposite ropes, bounced on them and tumbled back in the center of the ring where Superman was already waiting. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker barely followed the action. In an instant, Pierce had immobilized himself just in front of Superman. His torso was folded forward. The Sergeant?s face was a mix of surprise and pain, his mouth fully opened, his eyes glassy. Only then did Tucker realize: Superman?s right fist was buried deep into Pierce?s upper stomach, and his arm?s full contraction highlighted its size and definition more than ever. Tucker couldn?t fathom the power contained in such a blow. Superman looked at Pierce menacingly:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You see, Pierce, that this fight is far from over!? He then removed his fist from the battered stomach. Pierce didn?t move immediately. He slowly took a step back, as his face regained its composure. He shook his head and caressed his stomach muscles lightly, as if annoying specks of dust needed to be wiped. His hands massaged the wall of granite, his long fingers gliding on the round perfectly developed muscles. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Don?t tell me it?s all you?ve got?? began Pierce, sending a dark look at Superman. ?I was counting on much more? I guess I?ve become too strong and robust for you.? The muscular Sergeant slowly straightened himself. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The Lieutenant by the ringside was shocked. ?No! He can?t take that kind of beating just like that! I saw what power Superman put in his blows? They were incredible? And Pierce didn?t even drop a knee on the mat!? He glanced briefly at the Man of Steel, who seemed to share his state of mind. But the hero didn?t lose his cool:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I will stop you, Pierce! I will give all I have, but I will stop you.? He contracted his fists, and his whole torso ripped up instantly. For a time, the Lieutenant admired the striations of Superman?s massive chest, lightly covered with short dark hair. ?Just perfect: perfect combination of mass, power and proportions.? Pierce began to circle Superman, momentarily blocking the Lieutenant?s view with his broad back. Tucker?s awe came back to the fore as he studied the Sergeant?s development, especially his tight yet heavily muscled waist. That part of his body was possibly the only one that permitted a comparison with other men?s waists, among exceptional bodybuilders or participants to enhancement programs. Pierce?s lower back, like the rest of his body, was utterly devoid of fat, not a trace, the skin tautly wrapped over the muscles. But traveling upwards, the gaze was confronted with the sheer hugeness of the back?s muscle mass, a breathtakingly immense cliff of muscles upon muscles, compacted ones against the others, rippling in hills and valleys, and framed by a pair of gravity-defying lats, broad and fully rounded? Atop that mountainous formation, the back of his extremely large traps loomed menacingly as they swelled with each movement, and along with the pure muscularity of the deltoids, they magnified the impression of power radiating from the pair of invincible shoulders. From Tucker?s viewpoint, Pierce?s head appeared small on top of his supremely muscular neck. His enormous triceps were frightening, as were his long and bulging forearms. Shivers ran up and down Tucker?s spine, as he tried to picture the likely power dealt by limbs such as these? ?His body took all of Superman?s blows without any damage? What is his real strength?? That same apprehension at Pierce?s threatening power flooded through Tucker?s mind again when he witnessed the pair of enormous hands on each side, slowly clenching into unstoppable and deadly fists. And for the very first time, Tucker was afraid? Afraid for Superman.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The doctor turned his head towards Amelie Dumont and discovered the young woman, arms crossed on her chest, looking down to the side in the opposite direction. ?Amelie?? But she didn?t reply. ?Miss Dumont, I asked for Superman?s best PPII!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The French scientist turned her face. She was livid with anger. Her lips nearly trembled:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You never told me it was Doomsday?s DNA that was used for Pierce?s serum!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The doctor looked at her with surprise. He quickly caught himself.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?So, that?s it! You?re upset because of that!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Upset because of that?? She was trying not to shout. She waited a second, choosing her words. Taking a slow breath, she started: ?Your program aimed to create someone who could, in the best scenario, come close to Superman?s level of strength, am I correct, Doctor??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, Amelie,? replied Vidal with a sardonic smile.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But now, I can see that things are very different? Your main goal was not only to create such a man?? She was fixing the older man straight in the eyes. ?It was mostly to use him against Superman himself!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Ooohhhh, mon Dieu? I?ve been found out!? nearly laughed Vidal. ?Hummmm, Amelie, you are much too nice for this job, I can tell you that much!? He came closer: ?For you, Amelie, what was the purpose of all that? Tell me what it was, in your innocent little mind??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I? I? I thought you were going to create some kind of new superhero? A super soldier? a super Captain America or something like that,? trembled Amelie.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?But that?s exactly what we are doing, darling!? Vidal turned his head, inviting the young woman to do the same. ?Look at him, Amelie! Look at what you helped me create. He is perfect! Look at his body. I can?t imagine the strength he may have in him!? He looked back at her, a fanatic flame dancing in his eyes. ?He is the biggest, he is the most handsome, and he is the most lethal weapon on Earth? and now I can even add? in the whole universe!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]But a manly voice cut his flight of poetry.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Doctor Vidal! Bruce is about to attack!? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Ohhh? Thanks, Peter?? said the doctor, drawing his gaze away from Amelie. He quickly snatched the laptop Amelie had been using. He typed fast on it, obviously upset about the young scientist?s attitude. He studied the different statistics on the screen. Flinch approached, watching over the doctor?s shoulder.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Superman?s PPII reached 9.1, Doctor Vidal??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Exactly, Peter. Superman is actually more powerful than I first thought!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Corporal Knowles came and asked:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Am I the only one here who doesn?t know what a PPII is??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?My apologies, Corporal, I didn?t tell you, that?s right,? began the doctor. ?The PPII is the Power Per Inch Impact. To make it simple, it gives us a clear idea of the power contained in a blow, or in any impact. For instance, a car crashing at maximum speed into a wall has a PPII of around 0.08. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?0.08?? repeated the Corporal. ?And Superman?s blows were about??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?9.1, Corporal. You heard well!? cut the doctor, smiling broadly. ?And Bruce took them as if it was almost nothing? Not even a knee on the floor??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Tucker was holding his breath. His hands clutched the side of the ring, nervously. His forearms swelled under the effort. His gray sleeves were tight around his big biceps. ?Pierce is in fighting stance?? The Lieutenant felt paralyzed, admiring from the side the size of Pierce?s arms, bent in such a way. If the balls of the massive biceps were enormous, the size of the triceps was more than scary.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce smiled confidently at Superman. He raised his shoulders imperceptibly and slightly propped his head forward. His traps seemed ever more huge, his deltoids ever more powerful. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman barely had the time to see the blow coming.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce had thrown a powerful jab towards Superman?s head, but the latter blocked it with his forearm just in time. The sound of the impact filled the room and echoed for what seemed like several seconds. Tucker felt the shockwaves in his arms. Yet Pierce?s fist rested on Superman?s forearm, completely motionless. Even fully straightened like this, this power-hammer of an arm overwhelmed by its sheer size and vascularity: a long vein, larger than a rope, crossed the entire length and roundedness of the fabulous biceps. Pierce didn?t waste time and sent a left punch, lower. Superman blocked it also. Again, the shock was tremendous. But again, Superman managed to stop the massive fist with his muscular forearm.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce delivered a series of similar punches, alternating right-left, with staggering power. The noise from each blow was horrendous. Superman was blocking them all, yet he had to step backwards gradually in order to keep his balance against the power of such blows. Pierce suddenly threw his right knee at Superman?s midsection, but the Man of Steel quickly raised a leg and blocked the attack with his shinbone. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]For the first time, Tucker saw a change in Superman?s expression: a trace of pain. The Sergeant didn?t wait and continued with another series of punches. Superman still blocked them all. He was now nearly leaning on the ropes, his body shifting periodically, his forearms close to each other, ready to block further attacks from his opponent.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Hey, Sup!? gloated the Sergeant, still attacking. ?I took all your blows without even blocking them. Are you scared of my real power??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?You took them all because you were to slow to counter them, Pierce, that?s the difference!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Wrong, Superman! I really chose to take them all, just to see if you could really hurt me now. I was quite sure of the outcome, but I wanted to give it a try??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman scrutinized him in the eyes: the Sergeant wasn?t lying. Pierce sent a last tremendous punch. Superman stopped it with his forearm. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The power of the blow startled Superman. He felt the enormous fist crushing into the flesh of his forearm?s muscles. He couldn?t refrain from wincing and had to keep his teeth tightly clenched in order not to scream.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce?s smile grew larger:[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman quickly caught on to the situation. ?During the whole attack, Pierce hadn?t aimed to hit me. He just wanted to hit my defenses? It?s a game for him!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce slowly stood up straight, always eyeing Superman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce?s upper body was overpowering. His pecs were so incredibly developed and round, his traps and shoulders so broad, and he was so very close to Superman! He brought his hands up, just in front of Superman?s nose, clenched the right one, and carefully wrapped his left hand over it. He playfully made the bones crack a little, twisting the left hand over the right. The pressure was mind-boggling. Fist and hand trembled slightly. The forearms swelled larger and larger, as deltas of veins hurried along them.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?So, Superman?? declared Pierce, taking time to switch hands in the midst of his display. ?Do you think that your ?Body of Steel? can handle my blows??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]From the side, Tucker observed the scene, his mouth agape: ?Pierce?s body dwarfs Superman?s completely!? He swallowed hard. ?He eclipses Superman in every department. His chest is thicker, larger, broader. His arms are much bigger. His neck is just huge. His abs are the best I have ever seen; even Superman can?t compete with their definition and size. His legs are so long and seem so massively developed. And at the same time, his waist is as narrow as Superman?s? Maybe narrower!? Tucker?s eyes couldn?t swap fast enough from one fighter to the other. ?Pierce?s muscles are not only bigger, they also seem tighter and more nimble. The muscles of this young bastard seem so dense. And I can?t believe he just hurt Superman. I saw it. I saw the pain on Superman?s face. How can it be possible? It can?t be true! Pierce can?t be that strong!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?You?re taking the wrong path, Pierce,? said Superman in a threatening voice.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I only take the path of victory, Superman??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You want to beat me and then what? What will you do? Beat all the other guys around? And then what??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?And then what? And then, I will prove to this fucking planet who is the ultimate man!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Just for that? Just for the fun??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce looked at him for a second.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I guess we have a different point of view here, Sup! If I had had your power, Superman, I wouldn?t have cared about helping others and saving the planet. I would have been too curious to see how long it took me to beat the fuck out of that fucking Hulk!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You are mad, Pierce!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No, I?m not! I?m just realistic! With that power now within me, I want to see how far I can go? How strong I can really be! If some being came tomorrow to conquer this planet, I would go and demolish him, but just for my own sake! Just to see if he was really as strong as he pretended to be! I don?t care about saving the world!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?It?s not hard to grasp? You are mad, Pierce.? He was looking at the powerful stature of his opponent. ?But I will do everything to stop you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?And how do you plan to do that?? Pierce spoke slowly. He showed his clenched fist to the Man of Steel, in a threatening gesture. ?Tell me how many guys you met who were able to hurt you as I just did.? His smile became devilish. ?And without any kind of kryptonite. I will defeat you using my strength alone!? He squeezed his fist tightly. ?I don?t need anything but this to pulverize you!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Looking at him straight in the eyes, Superman declared:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes, you are incredibly strong, Pierce. I can see that? But don?t think you can win only with that. As I told you, I will do everything to stop you! I have to stop you by any way? And I will do it NOW!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The powerful Kryptonian jumped onto the US soldier, taking him off guard. In a fraction of a second, Superman encompassed Pierce in a bear-hug: his arms encircled Pierce?s upper body, torso and arms, and his hands were clenched on Pierce?s back.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The speed of Superman?s move dazzled Tucker, and the pressure in his hold seemed instantly enormous. Muscles against muscles. Superman?s arms, thus compressed against Pierce?s body, appeared larger: his deltoids were contracted to their max, his biceps had never seemed so round and big. Pierce?s torso was shaking, and his arms were crushed against it. His knees started to yield. Superman was applying such power that his arms began to shake too. His eyes were fixed straight ahead, vaguely aiming at Pierce?s chin.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker could hear the manly grunts of the super-hero. The officer was petrified by the power displayed by those arms. Superman?s body was unstoppable. The thickness of his chest was a marvel to see. Clearly, the hero did not intend to hold back anymore. His teeth were clenched tight, his massive neck ripped to extremes. Pierce?s knees bent further. Superman leaned forward and down, following Pierce?s motion.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You should quit now before I hurt you more, Pierce! I don?t want to crush you? Only if you force me too!? Pierce was wincing. But he didn?t reply. Superman went on, ?I?m telling you once more, Pierce! Give up now! Don?t compel me to crush you!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But Pierce showed ?no? with his head. Superman?s face grew darker. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]On the ringside, Tucker focused on the Man of Steel?s arms. They were swelling further, gradually. Superman kept applying even more pressure. The indestructible muscles crushed his opponent?s arms. Superman?s biceps were so large that they mashed Pierce?s triceps, fighting their way into the muscles, slowly, little by little. His forearms pressed against the young Sergeant?s powerful back. Beads of sweat formed on Superman?s forehead. His bare chest glistened under the spotlights, enhancing his breathtaking definition. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce was going down slowly. His legs seemed to weaken every passing second.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?YES, SUPERMAN! COME ON! FINISH HIM!? shouted the Lieutenant, more than overjoyed by the outcome. It was awe-inspiring to watch Superman?s incredible limbs destroying Pierce?s muscular frame. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The powerful hero?s grunts turned louder into a manly roar. He said in a raucous whisper:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Give up now, Pierce. You cannot resist me! Don?t force me to go further!? [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But once again, Pierce kept quiet. Superman glanced up to see his whole face. Pain was manifest all over the officer?s handsome features. His eyes were shut and his jaw clenched; his neck was contracted, offering an impressive display of huge veins over the corded muscles.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman tightened his vise yet more around Pierce?s upper body. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Tucker noticed the shaking and trembling in Superman?s face as he was stepping up his effort. His arms seemed at the edge of exploding. They too trembled, engorged with all the stupendous power they could contain. Their striation was optimal. Pierce?s arms were completely flattened and crushed by Superman?s. Between grunts, Superman uttered: ?I won?t repeat it again, Pierce! Give up? NOW!!! I?m telling you? you can?t? resist? my power!!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Again he raised his head towards Pierce?s face. The Sergeant opened his eyes.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?As? As you can? see? Superman?? It was an obvious strain for him to speak; the jaw remained tense. ?I can resist you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Maybe? yes, for now? But sooner? or later? You are going to fail?? bellowed Superman. Even now he seemed to be increasing the pressure upon Pierce?s muscles. ?You can?t do anything against?? He paused for a second as he squeezed further. ?? MY POWER!!!!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The muscular Sergeant moaned loudly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Yet Superman could feel resistance against his powerful arms. ?What?? thought the hero. ?He should have passed out by now! How can he still be on his feet?? Pierce?s voice interrupted the internal soliloquy:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?And? and then what??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Superman was shocked. ?He is fully conscious! It is not possible!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]But Pierce went on:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You see, Superman? I can? resist your power? I can resist you.? He paused for a second, breathing as he could. ?And you know what?? The hero raised his head once again and met Pierce?s mesmerizing gaze. The Sergeant didn?t wait for an answer. ?There is something? I can do? against your power?? Superman couldn?t believe his ears. He was applying on this man a pressure that would destroy anything. ?No armor, no shield, no protection? nothing should resist that squeezing! No one! How could he do that?? Superman was lost in his thoughts. But Pierce went on: ?You are? fucking strong? Sup! That?s? fucking? true? But? finally I know?? He paused once again. Superman stared at the massive neck, and, though clearly baffled, he did not relent in the use of his incredible strength. ?I know that? I am? even stronger than you!? The statement resounded in the big hall. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?This? is not? possible!? Superman quickly replied in a roar. ?I will crush you once and for all!? With that, he focused totally, squinting his eyes. He leaned his head forward and his neck exploded with power. His traps bulged and rounded outwards. He cried out: ?YYYEEEEAAAARRRGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!? His arms pressed evermore on Pierce?s. Even the Sergeant?s massive torso was squeezed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You? can?t imagine? my? real? power? Superman?? Pierce?s voice drilled into Superman?s mind. ?And? I am too? just becoming? aware? of my? real power!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?NOOOoooooooo?.? replied Superman. ?You can?t be that strong? You can?t resist me like that!? He was now shouting. ?YOU CANNOT RESIST MY POWER!!! NO ONE CAN!!!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I?m not ?that? strong, Sup?. I am much? stronger!? Superman felt Pierce?s torso moving a little higher. The Sergeant was straightening his legs deliberately. Superman was compelled to follow the movement. ?I think? there is something? you didn?t really understand?? Superman stopped breathing. ?I?m not even resisting you??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The hero was stunned.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]From the side, Tucker shook his head in disbelief. ?What? What is he talking about? He is not resisting Superman?? But he was resis?? The Lieutenant stopped in mid-thought. He whispered :[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Oh my god? no??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]In front of his eyes, Pierce?s right hand dangled slowly, in rhythm with Superman?s swaying. But the hand was not contracted. Tucker looked up. ?His arm is totally relaxed. It?s impossible? No? Pierce is? is telling the truth!?[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]- ?You? are? what?? asked Superman with much effort.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You heard me?? The huge Sergeant was straightening more and more. ?I?m not even offering any resistance? I wanted to see how far I could go? without? contracting a single muscle-fiber??[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?You are? LYING!? erupted Superman between two grunts.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?No, Sup? I?m not? and very soon you will acknowledge that it?s the only truth!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I saw you! You were? in pain!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yes? you hurt me? You are extremely strong?? Pierce had straightened fully. The Man of Steel seemed at a loss. He was still applying his super-human pressure, but it was without effect on the mountain of muscles within his hold. Pierce went on. ?But as I told you? It seems that I?m waaaayyyyy stronger than you now!? Superman was staring ahead. Pierce?s neck showed its supreme definition and size. ?You told me, Superman, that there was nothing I could do against you?? The Man of Steel couldn?t see Pierce?s face, only the movement of the chin as he spoke. ?But this, Superman, is what I can do against your power!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]At first Superman felt nothing. He saw before he felt it. The muscles in Pierce?s neck seemed to move, pushing ones against the others, growing, swelling, inflating slowly. An impressive vein appeared, surging from the top of his pecs. Pierce?s traps too were expanding. His shoulders were so broad that Superman couldn?t encompass in his sight the round enormous deltoids on each side. But from the corner of his eyes, change was apparent? Change was audible too? As Pierce?s muscles bulged against each other and became ripped under Superman?s very eyes, he could hear the cracking sounds of the joints. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]He then felt the change upon his arms also. Pierce?s muscles started to contract. Superman lowered his gaze and had to swallow hard as he witnessed the inflation in the young Sergeant?s stupendous chest. His pecs were getting rounder, bigger, thicker, and their striations multiplied. Their growth was slow but relentless. Superman felt the pressure on his own pecs. They had been pressing against his opponent?s throughout the bear-hug, but now the tables were turned: Pierce was the one applying the pressure. Superman?s eyes widened as those enormous pecs refused to stunt their growth. Pierce was flexing them to the max. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]The hero felt further pressure on his arms. The Sergeant?s arms were quite still: Superman could feel them on the side. But Pierce was now contracting them. His biceps and triceps inflated, and the muscle were irremediably getting ripped more and more.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Tucker?s throat was parched. Pierce?s hand closest to him had balled into a hard fist. The forearm now presented a terrifying definition. His whole arm started quaking slightly. Large veins ran up and down the muscular limb. And Superman?s arms were pushed away slowly. Pierce?s triceps and biceps became rounder and bigger: an astonishing sight, that of so much muscle mass coming to life in such a way![/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman reasserted his grip behind Pierce?s back. But he could feel the pressure building on his arms by the second. He contracted his body in response. ?I must fight back!? He re-doubled the power of his hold. ?I will show this punk the true power of Superman!?[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]His back swelled and grew. His whole body was shaking. He could feel his muscles fighting against Pierce?s.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?I? WILL? CRUSH? YOU? PIERCE!!!!!!!!!!? barked Superman. His body was completely filled with power, every fiber contracted to the max. His arms, his back, his shoulders, his pecs, all were flexed and ripped, and swelled to amazing proportions.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]But Pierce was unperturbed. His knees did not bend. Superman observed the bottom of his jaw: no trace of strain. ?No? no? it?s not?? But Pierce?s response forbade further thoughts.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman saw Pierce?s pectorals dilate yet more under his eyes. He felt his own arms literally repelled by the mere contraction of Pierce?s. His hands were slowly sliding behind Pierce?s back. He mentally followed their failure to prevent the inevitable; he pictured his fingers? slow and terrifying motion, which he was powerless to stop. He willed himself to increase his power even more, fighting back. But he noticed the smile forming at the corner of Pierce?s mouth:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?Yeah? Come on, Sup! Give it all you?ve got! Fight me!? The hero dismissed the taunts. But he couldn?t disregard the fact that his fingers were moving still. Little by little, he felt the power of his grip fading. Soon he was holding only by his fingertips. ?It?s over, Superman! You lost the game!? Moments after, the American soldier began to inhale. His chest expanded. Superman was shoved back by the two tectonic plates of muscles, which bore as little resemblance to normal men?s pectorals as a tank would to a tricycle. He felt a couple of his fingers lose their hold. He shut his eyes, contracted his jaw and raised his head. His face grew red from that desperate struggle. He tried to maintain the hold a little longer. But suddenly his fingers gave up.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The hold was broken.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The Man of Steel took a few steps backwards and came to a stand still.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman stayed confounded.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]He was breathing heavily. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]He stared at Pierce?s gigantic chest. But his gaze lacked focus. The silence in the room was disturbed only by his own manly breathing. The contrast between him and Pierce was heart-rending. The Kryptonian fighter leaned forward slightly, trying to catch his breath back. His body was drenched in sweat. His massive chest heaved up and down in quick successions.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Pierce, on the other side, now stood up erect. His chest protruded proudly. His breathing was calm and steady.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Tucker was speechless.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Superman too.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]He was still in a daze, trying to comprehend the events of those last minutes. His own unstoppable body, his own superhuman arms, his legendary power, all failing even to dent the body of the man in front of him. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]And he could feel it: there was no trace of Kryptonite in this room. He was in top shape, in top strength. But even at the full extent of his power, he had been unable to harm his opponent. ?No one before has been able to compete with me like that? He can?t be that strong! His body can?t be that hard!? He couldn?t take his eyes off Pierce?s supreme chest, as his opponent stood there, staring back at him. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Cold shivers coursed through his spine. Pierce?s body was the visible sign proving what he really was: the perfect male specimen. The perfect invincible man. His body was so immense and, at the same time, so exquisitely proportioned: a real armor, flawless, impenetrable, unbreakable, invulnerable. And the unassailable beauty of his youthful face combined with his proud and arrogant attitude conferred an aura of transcendence to his Herculean aspect.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]The US officer walked towards Superman, slowly. Despite his staggering mass, his every movement was elegance and grace. Superman felt helplessly overwhelmed as Pierce drew nearer. The American fighter was so much bigger than him. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]Spontaneously, without being aware of it, Superman took a step backward. Pierce stopped a few inches from him. Superman was paralyzed, unable to move a single muscle. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]Pierce cut the silence:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#000000]- ?So, Superman?? The hero looked up at his opponent?s handsome face. Pierce showed nothing but contempt. ?Tell me, who is the real Man of Steel now??[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#000000]End of part 6[/COLOR]
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[MuscleChgo]

Hot hot hot growth and muscle descriptions. Thanks for posting! I'm sending an idea for continuing the story via email.

[aiden831]

It's an awesome read, but I had a really hard time reading it because of the coloring. Would you mind resposting it in color that would be easier to read against a dark back ground?

[Sacsteve]

Guy if you go to thread tools at the top of the column and choose view printable version, you can read it on white background