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Superman vs Ms Olympia 2053 - Hatour Edit

Started by hatour, March 17, 2026, 04:53:51 PM

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Superman vs Ms Olympia 2053
By jojobario
Edited by Hatour (removed some of the gore)

Superman was serving as an honorary judge at the 2053 Ms. Olympia. Female bodybuilding had become the most popular sport on earth in recent years. With breakthroughs in nutrition, hormonal and gene therapy, it allowed women to exceed the previously perceived human limit of musculature and strength as long as they were able to work hard enough. The biggest female bodybuilders had muscles that shamed their male peers in the Mr. Olympia, and required custom weights that needed to be increased every year.

Thirty years ago they were working with hundreds of pounds. Then a few years passed and the girls needed thousands of pounds to keep growing. They then moved to multi-ton plates, before eventually transitioning to gravity weights which could be set as light or heavy as needed, maxing out at the weight of several suns. Superman had been invited to test these early gravity weights and wasn't able to lift their maximum load.

Being so focused on crime fighting and saving the world, Superman hasn't really been paying attention to developments in the world of female bodybuilding. Little does he know that every one of the latest Ms. Olympia contestants train with weights thousands of times stronger than those he tested, all at maximum settings. In fact, scientists had been struggling to create weights to continue challenging the ever growing muscles of these world class female bodybuilders. This means that they didn't even really know their true strength.

Nobody knew it at the time, but each of the female contestants for this year's Ms. Olympia were already much physically stronger than Superman. This is the year when things would forever change for Superman and the female gender. It was a few hours before the start of the competition and already billions of people were tuned in to watch. This was estimated to be the most popular sporting event in human history, with nearly half of the earth's population in virtual attendance.

The massive female bodybuilders were warming up in the weight room when Superman arrived to wish them luck. As he entered the room, he was almost intimidated by the size of these women. He estimated that they had three or four times his musculature, despite all of them being shorter than him by a significant amount. He was almost afraid of their power before reminding himself that thanks to his superstrength he was still stronger than any human. Or so he thought.

The current Ms. Olympia, Mikayla Umilov, walked over to him as he admired her bulked up physique. "Hey, Supes. Why don't you workout with us? We're all huge fans of yours and it would make us so happy!" she said, smiling flirtatiously at him.

Superman was caught a little off guard by her forwardness, but wasn't opposed to the idea. "Well, um, if it wouldn't be a distraction for you ladies." Superman wasn't normally this awkward, but being surrounded by 12 of the most beautiful and muscular women in the world was enough to unnerve even him.

"Oh no. We would love for you to work out with us! We just need to get you a few weights and you're in!" Umilov said.

Umilov takes a few of the warmup weights used by these female muscle titans and explains that they didn't have anything heavier on hand. Superman listens to this explanation and walks over to the weight rack, before reaching over and grabbing the heaviest set available. Shockingly, he can't even move them a millimeter!

"These won't even budge!" he says to the women with him.

They all look at the superhero, shocked at his inability to move weights that feel so light to them. The women look at each other, before slowly walking to the weights in front of Superman. One of the female bodybuilders grabs the exact same weight Superman tried to lift, lifting it up above her head with almost zero effort.

Umilov laughs. "Those weights are as light as a feather compared to what we normally use. I think you'd get crushed if we used them on you!" she says. The other girls look at each other and the entire room bursts into laughter as they realize how much stronger they all are compared to the strongest man alive.

Humiliated and stunned, Superman doesn't know how to react. Mikayla guides him to the lightest weights in the room, still snickering. "Oh, don't feel too bad, Superman. I'm sure we can find some weights for you to get a nice workout. After all, it seems like you need to muscle up!"

Superman tries to lift the smallest gravity weight that the women were using and almost can't move it. He barely cranks out a single bicep curl as the women giggle at his expense, making him more and more upset. How the hell could this humiliation happen to him? How could these girls be so ludicrously strong? Why couldn't he be like that, able to move a fucking weight?

He drops the weight and walks away from the room, with all the female bodybuilders giggling the entire time.

A blond, hyper muscular babe with biceps larger than both of Superman's thighs titters, "He's so skinny. I thought because he was a superhero he might actually be strong, but I guess I was wrong about that."

Superman is becoming increasingly agitated as the muscle girls effortlessly lift the weights he found impossible to budge just a moment ago while mocking his strength. "Yeah, Supes isn't as strong as us! Ha ha ha ha!" "He needs to work out with regular guys. He's so skinny he'd get crushed with us!" "Looks like he needs some meat on his bones, am I right, girls?" The female bodybuilders laugh and cheer and catcall at his frustration.

It's all Superman can do to keep it together. Finally, he reaches his limit and yells loudly. "Enough!! You had better be more respectful to me. I've saved the entire planet multiple times! Besides, my other superpowers would still allow me to beat any of you in an actual fight."

This outburst is followed by more laughter, even from the girl who initially introduced him to the group. Finally, when he's about to lose his temper, one of the girls speaks up. "I think you're misunderstanding, Supes. We don't mean any disrespect to you. It's just, well, it's like this. No matter how strong you are, there is always someone stronger."

Superman looks confused. "What do you mean?" he asks.

"We're all infinitely stronger than you," she says, to a round of applause and laughter. "Do you really think you can hurt any of us?"

Mikayla points to her intimidating, glistening 12 pack abs. "Supes, you couldn't even bruise me with your puny strength. Go ahead and try. I won't stop you. Maybe then you'll understand why we're all laughing."

At this point, nearly everyone in the room is laughing at him. The girls are all flexing their muscles and displaying them for him, dwarfing him in size. Glistening muscles, shining teeth, beautiful faces. All of these girls are more than a match for him in everyway and they know it.

Superman's eyes dart from one girl to another, as he feels himself getting angrier and angrier. He finally punches Mikayla in her exposed abs with all of his might. She doesn't even budge. He punches again, and again, and again, and again. He doesn't stop punching, even though he can tell his arms are exhausted and he's getting nowhere.

She smiles and responds, "I could hit you so hard your teeth would fall out, Supes."

The rest of the girls laugh at this insult. In response, each of them begins posing like Mikayla, exposing their abs while urging Superman to hit them. "Hey, punch me next! I bet you'll break arm on my muscles!"

He doesn't stop punching, barely even paying attention to who he's hitting. He just wants to hurt them, to make them hurt like he's hurting right now. Sadly, his punches are completely ineffective. He tires himself going on a rampage as the bikini wearing muscle goddesses effortlessly absorb punches that could destroy a planet.

"You're so dumb, Supes!" "Your powers are pathetic." "You'll never be able to beat us." As the last muscle girl says this, she winks at him, then poses with her hand on her hip and her tongue sticking out. She whispers to him, "You want to see my real strength, Supes? I'll show you my true power."

Before he even realizes what's going on, she grabs the back of his head and kissing him hard on the lips. He puts his hands up to push her away, but she just holds on tighter and tighter, until, "What the fuck?! Get off! Get off!" he shouts, struggling to get out of her grip.

"Uh-uh, not a single word. You're just too much fun," she says, still kissing him. She starts running her hands over his body, and her tongue enters his mouth. He recoils his head back and tries to shove her away again, but she just keeps on kissing him. He tries to use his arms, but she holds them back and wraps her legs around his body. She presses every inch of herself against him and grabs his hands, pressing them against the wall behind them. "I win," she says, before continuing to kiss him.

As she continues to kiss him, he tries to get his hands free, but it's no use. He's trapped. In a matter of minutes he gives in completely. She uses this advantage to explore his mouth more freely than she would have otherwise. Soon her hands are wandering down to his crotch.

He breaks away from her kiss and pushes her to the side "WHAT?! What the hell. This isn't funny!"

She playfully whacks him upside the head with her hand. "Hush, you're not allowed to speak until I allow it. I just wanted to see if you were as good in real life as you are in my dreams." She begins to unbuckle his belt, then stops and whispers in his ear. "Now, let's see what you've got," she says, grabbing his bulge in his pants.

"Do I get to see your powers in action now? I wanna see if you're really as strong as you say." The muscular young woman says mockingly, continuing to force herself upon the Man of Steel. She dominates him effortlessly with her huge body, being careful not to accidentally crush him.

He tries to struggle free of her grasp, but she's stronger. "Stop it! Stop! I don't want to do this!" he shouts.

"Shhh, you have to keep quiet."

At this point he's completely at her mercy. The muscle-bound girl continues to kiss him and fondle him. To be honest, he doesn't really mind it. *Sigh* What is happening to him? He doesn't want to enjoy this, but his body is betraying him.

Then, just as suddenly as it started, the girl stops. "What are you doing?" he says, annoyed.

"I'm bored of you. You're so weak that dominating you is no fun. I thought for sure that SUPERman would be more of a challenge, but I guess men are just too wimpy to be with me. I'd probably kill you if we actually had sex. Isn't that pathetic?" She walks out of the room, leaving him there.

"Wait! Come back!" he says, but she ignores him.

The other watching female bodybuilders just laugh at Superman's groveling and leave him there. He lays on the ground and does his best to ignore the laughter and humiliation for as long as he can, before he's called up to the stage to present the awards ceremony.

He stands up and walks to the stage, surrounded by the women who just emasculated him earlier in the dressing room. Each one of them is hundreds of times stronger than him, but everyone in the audience still thinks of Superman as the most powerful person in the room. He hopes to god that these women don't feel the need to dominate him further in front of the entire world.

He approaches the microphone, with one of the most beautiful women he knows. She has long black hair and is just a few inches shorter than him. In her tight black dress, she could almost be a super model. "Hello everyone! I'm Lois Lane here with Superman to present this trophy to the winner of this years Ms. Olympia," she starts.

Soon, the pair of them are on stage in front of several thousand people, with hundreds of cameras pointed at them.

"Thank you very much for that introduction. I think we're ready to start," he replies with a wink, as the pair of them take their position. He holds up the large engraved trophy, saying. "This year's winner is... Mikayla Umilov!" There is a huge round of applause as the beautiful muscular woman approaches the stage. Lois Lane gasps as she sees Mikayla up close, mouthing "oh my god" as her normally unwavering professionalism is shaken but for a moment.

"Thank you so much," she says, accepting her award. "I appreciate this. I really do."

"Say," says Lois, "Your muscles sure are amazing, aren't they? You may not have superpowers, but you make Superman look skinny in comparison! I know, let's see a posedown between Ms. Olympia and the Man of Steel!"

Superman frowns. He isn't exactly wanting to suffer further humiliation after his earlier experience. Still, he has no choice. "Fine," he says. "I'll pose, but just for you."

He turns to Mikayla and asks. "Are you okay with this?"

She nods and begins to flex for the crowd. Her biceps are huge, at least 50 inches around with a miniscule waist which leads to a bulbous butt and titanic thighs which are larger than the torso of a normal human. She poses, bringing up her guns next to her head while splaying out her leg in classic bodybuilder style. She muscles tower over Superman, making him look weak and insignificant in comparison.

Lois Lane is salivating at this display. Her mouth wide open at the gorgeous mass of muscle in front of her. Mikayla winks at the beautiful reporter before reaching behind to unhook her bikini top, letting it fall to the ground.

Superman is stunned speechless at this blatant display as Ms. Olympia reveals her bulging pectoral muscles and gigantic breasts to the entire audience. "Y-you can't do that. It's indecent," Superman proclaims, causing both Lois and Mikayla to glare at him with scorn. He pushes Mikayla, trying fruitlessly to move her off stage.

Angrily, she responds with a threat. "Hey, I didn't give you consent to touch me. If you try that again I'll show everyone who's really in charge, got it?" The muscular beauty says, ominously.

Lois picks up on this immediately. "Ooh, what do you mean by that, Mikayla? Don't tell me you really think that you're stronger than Superman."

Mikayla just responds with a wink. "Oh sweetheart, I know I am. Superman is a wimp compared to me."

Her arrogant flaunting of her superiority annoys the Man of Steel to no end, causing him to try and reach out to grab Ms. Olympia one more time. "Alright everyone. That's enough."

Mikayla does something unexpected, reaching out with her own perfectly manicured hands to intercept Superman's grip. He tries to budge her, but to the shock of the audience she is actually able to keep his arm from moving forward at all. Incredibly, her arm that looks at least four times the size of the supposed superhero's actually begins pushing it back.

Lois begins taunting the Man of Steel, excited by the unprecedented events. "Oh, what's wrong, Superman? You aren't strong enough to bully a girl, are you? How does it feel to be weaker than a woman?"

Mikayla smiles as Superman desperately brings up his other hand, but is unable to prevent the female bodybuilder from painfully forcing his arm behind his back, overpowering him with pure muscle. The crowd watches in awe as he writhes in pain, finally screaming in agony. "Let me go you...!"

"And now, boys, we see who's really in charge." With those words, she forces his arm further back, all the way to his shoulders. Ms. Olympia reaches around with her other massive arm, forcing Superman's body between her massive pectoral muscles and her crushing biceps. She grabs him by the back of his head and forces his face into her massive globes.

The crowd gasps as his face is completely smothered and crushed between the two melons and the amount of pained screaming it has caused. "AGhhh, Stop!!! Please, I'm begging you!" he screams as he is crushed, unable to do anything.

Mikayla smiles as she calls out to the crowd. "He doesn't look very super now does he? I don't think he deserves to wear this silly outfit any longer." She begins ripping the bulletproof material off of Superman's body, stripping him in front of cameras which are broadcasting his domination across the whole world.

"NOooo, stop!"

Lois titters, seeing that Superman has sprouted an erection despite being humiliated by the larger woman. "How pathetic. What a wimp!"

Mikayla shifts her hold of Superman, grabbing both of his arms and trapping them between her massive biceps and forearms like a vise. Meanwhile, she uses her massive calves to capture both of his legs in a crushing vise, each diamond shaped calf being larger than his waist. Her gigantic thighs squish together, the bulging muscles making an ominous rumbling noise as they rub against each other.

"AAAAAGHhHH!" Superman screams, his limbs in agony as they are crushed by Mikayla's superior muscles. He is held aloft in front of her like a trophy, his body eclipsed in every way by her own physique. The width of her bicep was equal to the length of his arm, compressing the entire limb with enough force to create a black hole, leaving only his forearms free to dangle uselessly. Superman's torso is once again in between the pectoral shelves of Ms. Olympia, the muscles easily keeping him in place. His member stood like a mast as his naked body was displayed to the world and crushed with ease by the dominant female bodybuilder.

Superman is in real pain as she begins flexing her muscles into his softer body, looking at him with sadistic glee. She brings her head down and begins licking the side of his face. Superman is in both physical and emotional pain at this point. His title of the world's strongest being stripped from him along with his dignity.

"Now, Superman. I've decided, you can either be a supercripple or my slave for the rest of your life. If you want to be my slave though, you'll have to beg for it. What do you say? Should I crush all of your limbs at once or let you live on as my bitch boy instead?" Ms. Olympia says sadistically to the overpowered superhero, her beautiful features lit up in joy.

Superman squirms in fear, yelling. "Oh god no, please don't do it! I'll do anything just don't crush me!"

Mikayla laughs.