(My first attempt at writing. The Buff-Babes are a group of the most muscular women in the world, and this is one of its members. Hope you enjoy it!)
(CONTAINS QUITE A BIT OF VIOLENCE)

Stefan Kinner was incredibly clever. He worked for NASA as one of the computer technicians. In his spare time he had been working on a fascinating project. It was supposed to be able to create life by using computers and digital images. Stefan had been working on it for many years and it was nearing completion.
Eventually it was finished and Stefan couldn’t wait to try it out, so he began designing a life form. He started designing a woman. She was designed to be the woman of Stefan’s dreams. Although a computer geek, his ideal woman was similar to most average men. He started off with the general body shape. She was to be tall and slender, with narrow shoulders, a wasp like waist, wide hips and long, slim legs. Her body was well toned with smooth contours flowing all over her. Next came Stefan’s favourite part, the breasts. He made nice and large with a rounded shape. They were roughly the size of large melons and would be firm to the touch. She had small nipples too. The designer woman’s face had large green eyes, with many, though faint blonde eyelashes around them. She had a small nose and a small mouth, though with succulent lips. The woman had long blonde hair that fell just short of her butt. Stefan worked on into the night on the less interesting parts of the woman’s anatomy and eventually, at daybreak, she was ready to be brought to life.
However it was at this point that something bad for Stefan happened. Normally the security on Stefan’s computer was incredibly tight; nothing could get in without his permission. But this time somebody did manage to get through. Theories range on who the techno-assailant was, from another clever employee of NASA to aliens from outer space. Whoever it was they decided to interfere with Stefan’s ideal woman mannequin. Without Stefan’s knowledge they accessed the Body Statistics folder and changed it quite radically. The Body Muscle slider was moved up to maximum and then, after some quick hacking into the program, it was moved even further to insane levels. The Body Fat slider was taken way below zero, so that the woman had no fat on her whatsoever. The intruder then made the woman’s legs longer, her shoulders and hips wider, and her waist a lot thinner. The trespasser then moved onto the Breasts Sliders. As you could probably guess by now, he made her breasts a lot, lot bigger. They now took up most of her upper body and nearly covered her face and the top of her arms. The firmness of the breasts was increased to top levels too, and the nipple size was increased too. Each breast was about one metre across and each weighed about 80 pounds; absolutely massive! Finally the woman’s intelligence was set to normal for a human.Ω Then the hacker began the process to bring “Stefan’s” creation to life.
The process didn’t take very long at all, only about 10 minutes and then, standing in Stefan's room next to all the computer equipment, was an absolutely colossal woman. The top of her head brushed the ceiling and her huge body was as wide as the front of a car. Her mammoth muscles stretched her skin really tightly across her mammoth muscles so that veins and arteries stood out like cables all over her body. The only part that wasn’t totally enveloped was her massive breasts. They were unbelievably huge and dominated her whole body. You couldn’t help but not look at them.
Then Stefan came back into the room. He saw his ‘ideal’ woman and collapsed into a heap on the floor weeping. He hadn’t wanted her to look like this! She was meant to be slim and attractive and feminine! The woman took a step towards him and contracting her muscles, picked Stefan up without even really working hard.

“Give me a name!” she bellowed at him, her whole body (especially her huge breasts) quivering.

Stefan stuttered. He had intended to name her Lucy, but that was until this abomination…

“NAME ME!”

“L...L...Lucy...” he stammered before the newly named Lucy, without any effort at all, snapped his spine and threw him into the wall. Stefan looked up as his vision began to grow fuzzy at what he had created,
“Damn...”
Lucy smashed her foot on the end of her massive leg into his chest with the force of a truck. Stefan’s ribs shattered instantly. Blood flowed freely staining the carpet a dark red. Lucy picked up Stefan and crushed his head between her strong hands. His skull cracked like an egg, brain fluid and more blood spilling over Lucy's arms. But Lucy wasn’t finished. She was furious with this weedy, pathetic man who had planned to hold dominion over her. She ripped his arms and legs from their sockets, ligaments trailing like the cables on Stefan’s beloved computers. She decimated what was left; ripping handfuls of his flesh of his body. The room was splattered in blood and parts of Stefan. They hung from the ceiling like streamers at a party. What had previously been Stefan was now a gory mess that had been thrown across his room. Lucy’s huge body was covered in the remains of him, but she didn’t seem to care. She smashed her way threw the annihilated wall into the next apartment. There was a young woman in there. She had been sleeping alone in her bed, but Stefan’s screaming and Lucy’s destruction had woken her. She now crouched cowering in the corner of her small room. Lucy picked up the bed and threw it across the room; it smashed threw the window leaving a gaping hole. It had also just caught the woman on the forehead. She slumped against the wardrobe. Lucy strode towards the innocent and picked her up. She was wearing a skimpy set of lingerie. This was exactly what Lucy wanted and the fact that it was on another wasn’t going to stop her. Savagely she ripped the woman’s arms off her body. The woman screamed her wail cutting through the night. Lucy, annoyed by this unnecessary noise, moved her hand towards the woman's throat and gouged out her voice box. The woman’s scream stopped at once, as did her life, blood pouring like water out of her lifeless throat. Next Lucy snapped the woman's pelvis in half so that she remove the tiny knickers she had been wearing. Finally now having some clothes, Lucy began to put them on. They were way too small but she managed to stretch the bra across her elephantine breasts. It was understandably tight and her nipples ripped holes through the thin material. Lucy could barely squeeze her huge hips into the knickers, they were so wide. Then through the gaping hole in the wall Lucy heard a wailing. It was not another helpless person, but actually a siren on a police car. Somebody in another neighbouring flat had phoned them and now they were here.
Lucy leapt through the chasm in the wall, more parts of it splintering off as her colossal body went through a gap two sizes too small. There in the road outside were two police cars. Crouched behind them was eight policemen armed with pistols and shotguns. They called out for her to surrender. Lucy ignored them. They opened fire on her. Bullets sank into her massive muscles and breasts, yet more blood falling onto her. The tiny bullets hardly hurt Lucy, but they were extremely irritating. She spun around and glared at the policemen. They faltered under her steely gaze and stopped shooting. Lucy marched over and picked up the nearest man who had dropped his gun in terror. Lucy ripped his capped head from his body, his spine trailing after it with various nerves flailing in the wind. Casting both parts aside she reached for the next policeman. He too was terrified, especially after seeing his colleague getting his head severed with a woman's bare hands. Taking his tiny head in one massive hand and hi feet in another, Lucy brought the man’s back down across her knee, splintering his spinal cord. She then took his thin neck and squeezed it. Her massive muscles crushed the life out of it. Veins ruptured as her grip squeezed tighter and tighter. His wind pipe disintegrated and he died. Lucy dropped his lifeless body and reached towards the police car that was parked there. She pulverised it totally, crushing it into nothing more than powder. She then reached for one of the many lampposts that ran along the street and ripped it out the ground, sparking cables and all. She then grabbed another policeman and wrapped the lamppost around his chest. The thick metal began to crush his lungs. Blood bubbled out his mouth and he tried to appeal for mercy. But there was none to be given. Lucy tightened the iron bar still further and tossed away the mans crushed torso, but not before tearing his legs off in a shower of blood. The remaining four policemen ran for their lives, dropping their weapons and sprinting away down the street. Lucy wasn’t finished yet though. Picking up the remaining police car, she crushed it into a spherical shape and hurled it after the retreating men. It bounced once and then struck down three of the police men, crushing their helpless bodies. The final police man managed to escape and without looking back at the fate of his friends, turned the next corner and fled. Lucy marched up to the prostrate men lying on the floor. She stamped her foot down on his face, crushing his cranium, and destroying his brain. As she lifted her foot to turn to the next man, she left behind a mess of blood, skin and bone spreading across the floor. She reached down to the next policeman and plunged her fist into his chest, ripping his heart out. She withdrew her hand and stuffed the limply beating heart in to its owner’s mouth. The last man, she picked up by the ankles, his thin, battered body dangling beneath her powerful arms. With one hand on each ankle, she ripped his body in half. The tear went right up the centre of his body, each side falling away, spouting blood everywhere.
Finally the street was quiet apart from the distant wail of further police reinforcements heading her way. Lucy looked down at her massive body. She was soaked in other people’s blood. It dripped off her, running in rivulets down her massive muscles and shreds of flesh and skin were hanging off the peaks of her muscles. Her massive muscles quivered with the little effort they had exerted to destroy these pathetic humans’ lives. The lingerie Lucy had stolen from that woman was torn to shreds, hanging like the flesh, from her gigantic shoulders and hips.
Lucy didn’t like her body to be naked in the street, so she battered her way back through the apartment complex wall in search of another woman. As luck would have it the first room she ended up in, had another woman in it. There was also a young man, and the two of them were lying in bed. Lucy snatched the man from under the sheets and easily tore him limb from limb, throwing his arms and legs across the room showering the walls and herself in his blood. Then she reached up and yanked the light fitting off the flex hanging from the ceiling. She then grabbed the terrified woman and hung her from the still sparking flex. It cut into the woman's neck and even more when Lucy began to pound the body like a punch bag. The hanging woman managed to remain conscious long enough to see Lucy’s massive fists flying towards her and rupturing her flesh as they made contact with her. Bruises blossomed over the woman's body, and blood erupted from multiple wounds all over her body. Lucy sent a huge blow into the woman’s hip and cracked it right through. The woman's legs hung limply from her torso. Lucy grabbed them and ripped through the skin, thus removing the legs. She then tore off the thong that the woman had been wearing and stretched it around her huge hips, and muscular butt which stood out like mountains on either side of a gully. Then, grabbing the loose skin flapping from the remains of the woman, Lucy peeled it off like an orange, pulling shreds of muscles off too. She removed the skin from the whole body as well as the tiny bra that the body had on. This was even smaller than the first one Lucy had stolen and when she squeezed her titanic breasts into it, the bra scarcely covered her nipples, which presently tore through the thin material. The straps dug into Lucy’s body, but she didn’t feel it. Then as a pièce de résistance, Lucy placed the woman's head under her arm, and in one smooth move brought her arm down and crushed the woman's skull. Splinters of bone dug into Lucy’s arms and breasts and brain fluid flowed like water down her leg and onto the blood stained carpet. Lucy then hefted the bed in one hand and cast it casually through the wall and, without looking back at the disaster she had created, Lucy ran out into the dusk.

Eventually Lucy was found by Buff-Babes™. She was surrounded by a large heap of human body parts, which were hardly recognisable. They had been mutilated beyond identification. Dried blood covered the walls and Lucy’s, massive frame. Human entrails and viscera were splattered everywhere. Buff-Babes™ took Lucy back to our headquarters. There she became great friends with Chloe. This was because Chloe could manipulate men, who just had to look at her massive muscles and alluring beauty and would instantly become her slaves. Chloe provided Lucy with any number of helpless men, for Lucy to punish with death. A special area was designated for Lucy to disembowel men, their corpses covering the floor like a carpet, four foot deep. Nobody could really explain Lucy’s lust for destruction and gore, but to be honest, who is going to risk death by asking her?!