The wind was blowing softly on my muscles as I carried my friend up the hills on my shoulders. My body was a gratuitous display of power and strength as I effortlessly made my friend bounce up and down with my steps, her massive, gargantuan breasts swinging and smacking against my back, squirting milk from the countless orgasms I had just given her. Her pussy also ejaculated loads of lube, and the occasional squirming of her body –prompted by the many waves of orgasms she still felt—forced me to hold her firmer on my shoulder, flexing my boulder-like biceps to their maximum size.
I was a Spartan goddess who now owned all that farm, all that nature. No one could deny that. Flexing my other biceps as I calmly strolled uphill, I saw the muscle grow and harden to a mountain of rigid fibers and incredibly thick veins. The beast pumped and throbbed on my arm, with all my other muscles just as swollen, and my breasts squirted a little bit of milk too, stimulated by the extra jolt of energy from my flex.
My 6-pack abs had long transformed into an 8-pack, and each muscle of that belly-armor was as big as an average man’s biceps. The veins also had an obscene nature to them; the biggest arteries were as thick as fingers, pumping enough blood through my belly to sustain a small animal, and that’s not even counting my legs, which were, quite simply, the most gorgeous (and massive) logs of muscle ever seen.
«Jesus, would you look at these!» I looked down and smiled, knowing that no creature in the world could ever beat me. Those legs that adorned my hips were simply the biggest, thickest, most muscular and powerful any human could have; any creature smaller or of equal size to a human, indeed, would not surpass those legs in strength and sheer power; only horses and mares had legs more powerful that those –and even then!
I flexed one of them as I walked, and the hills rumbled with the power that emerged from the muscles. The beast engorged, and its shapely, meaty mass reminded me of a Greek column made entirely of muscles. The thickest veins of my body sprawled all over it, feeding those fearsome muscles with enough blood to keep them hard and active. Those were literal gallons of scorching blood being pumped all over a single leg –my whole body containing more blood than maybe five bodybuilders. “I’m a fucking beast.” I said aloud, seeing that my newly-acquired height (6’3ft) was still sustained –and maybe, hopefully, that would be my new permanent stature.
I thought that my muscle gains would be kept only during my most active moments –like when I was pounding that blonde chick, for instance. That had been the greatest sexual experience of both our lives –and something told me that farm still had many naughtier secrets prepared for us.
As I approached the barn atop the hill, I noticed a strange, almost threatening aura coming from it. The scent coming from it was oppressive, and you really felt like an animal who’d stumbled upon the territory of a much mightier, terrifying predator. I couldn’t help but to stop and look that that fearsome building, which never stopped looking bigger every time I blinked.
The structure was huge, and not made with the materials one would expect for a typical barn. «This thing is made of iron… and titanium!» My eyes wandered all over the building, seeing its metallic surface bent and twisted and damaged in several spots. «Actually, it’s easier to count the spots it has not been damaged. The place seems like it was bombed from the inside!»
As I got closer, that strange aura prickled my skin and, to my absolute shock and horror, made me apprehensive like I’d never felt with any man (or woman) before. Sexually apprehensive. It oppressed me like I was before the world’s biggest, mightiest heartthrob –the man of my dreams, a mountain of muscles and cock that could easily sway me and give me the infinite orgasms I so desperately craved.
I tried to walk at a steady pace, but that aura was too strong. «Am I really scared of this? Why??» I knew that the stallion who lived in that barn was no force to be trifled with. The barn was said to contain over two-hundred mares, and a mere hour ago I had listened to the mighty stud bang and utterly annihilate the big, fat cunts of all those two hundred beasts… several times in a row!
I was a mile away from the barn, downhill with my blond friend, having fun with her body as the beast on the barn started fucking. I had no doubt in my mind that the aura that so scared (and aroused) me came from him, and my mind burned with a forbidden curiosity as I thought just how that beast would look and… feel!… under my lustful touch. «Jesus Christ, Camila, get a grip!» I almost laughed. «Bestiality is a crime, you know!» But given that no human male was big enough and strong enough and thick enough to beat my pussy to a pump, what fault had a big girl like me to dream with the literal cock of a mightier animal? It was not like I was going to find satisfaction with anyone else of my species!
«Heaven knows I tried.» I sighed, thinking about the rows of muscular men and Alpha studs I had fucked (or allowed to fuck me) with their big digs and dangling shlongs. No man who’d ever touched me was smaller than the double digits; the biggest one –an endowed stud of 15 inches hard—had a genitalia comparable to horses and bulls, though I knew actual horses would blow his member out of the water. Still, his fifteen-inch pussy-pleaser was the closest to ever give me powerful multiple orgasms, without me needing to take any initiative on the bed (as I usually do in order to achieve maximum orgasms).
It also helped that the stud, like all my massive studs, was a beast with incomparable muscles and power: 7’1ft-tall! Blonde! A nord God with 500 pounds of ripped muscles in his body! God, how I loved fucking (and being fucked by) him! A woman like me rarely ever needs protection, but one could never deny the allure of a massive, bigger Alpha to giving protection and pounding to submission like the little whore I was –or wanted to be.
But of course, even the mightiest of men proved to be a disappointment after a while. His 15-incher, for instance, grew tired and boring as early as our second fuck; he wasn’t particularly creative beyond his brute strength, so it turned out that about ten fucks was the most we could get from each other. After that, I needed to be the one active one on bed, and that was no longer an option for me.
I wanted to be dominated, damn it, but no man on Earth could ever surpass me! «How can I not, then, think about mighty horses and bulls?» I squeezed my thighs against one another, crushing my cunt as I felt it heat up and fill my hips with jolts of electricity. «Damn it! Only horses have the power I crave!» I stuck my large tongue out and licked my immensely thick, fat, luscious lips. «Maybe some country has laws allowing that. I’ve heard that the Swiss are pretty liberal.» As I stepped harder on the ground, I felt a strange energy burst from my cunt, take over my body, and prompt me to carelessly shout: “I wanna be fucked by a horse, damn it!! I wanna be torn up by a bull and jizzed on my a herd of stallions!”
The image of thick, horse seed polluted my mind as I stepped up the hill and realized that… I had arrived. «Oh!» I covered my mouth and looked up the massive structure. Whoever built that thing did so to contain the awesome power that laid inside. I laid my blond friend on the ground and gazed upon her body, struck again by just how magnificent she was. «Hot damn.» She looked even firmer and more ripped than ever! «You’ve got a six-pack now! Good for you!» I flexed my abs and biceps as I bit my tongue in a naughty manner, knowing that, without me, that transformation on her body would have never been possible. «Well, just you wait right here as I inspect this… place.» I thought, walking around the barn without the courage to venture inside.
The doors were locked by massive iron bars. Though I had no doubt I could easily bend and break them with my physical strength, I wasn’t going to invade my friend’s property this way. Besides, I wasn’t confident enough to face whatever lied inside the massive building. As I walked around it, though, I felt… something… walking inside, following my steps closely. The stallion had sensed my presence. Through my scent or body heat alone, that beast picked up where I was and… silently watched over me.
At one point, I laid my hand on the structure, feeling how hot the metal was! Though that was a very tall hill in a very cool countryside area, the building was so hot it almost burned my hand as I touched it. On the other side, I felt the massive beast laying its nose on the same spot. “Ouch!” I retrieved my hand and looked at it. There had been a jolt of electricity on the surface the moment our body parts “synched.”
My pussy hardened and my legs trembled. For the briefest of moments, the image of that horse was ingrained in my mind, and I pictured that animal in all its glory, its monstrous, muscular profile not even trying to hide the obscene member it flaunted on his hips; a massive, breeding tool whose aim had been set on my swollen, throbbing cunt.
“Oh, god!” I whimpered, stepping back from that building in genuine fear. Just before my thoughts could get any more forbidden, however, I heard my friend waking up on the spot I had laid her. “Oh, hey. W-wakey, wakey.”
I saw her stretch her arms and flex her whole body. She wasn’t a muscle goddess like me, but rather a very ripped fitness girl. Though always taller than me, standing at 6’2-feet, she was now shorter after I had gone through my supernatural growth spurt –yet still she could be intimidating with her amazing face and her god-forsaken tits! «Holy fuck! Those tits are worth a whole barn of cows!»
No exaggeration: her massive, daunting gazongas were so ripe and lush I never stopped hearing the milk sloshing and splashing inside them. The hot bitch had lactated whole rivers worth of milk downhill, while I was fucking her, yet now her tits had fully replenished themselves, young and hard as they had always been.
She saw that I was looking at her and made sure to squeeze her tits with her elbows, highlighting the muscular profile of her shapely arms. “Want… some?” Milk literally dripped from her nipples, her fertility too abundant to be contained in them. I made a regal gesture with my hand. “I’ll pass. If I fuck you again, I’ll destroy this entire barn.”
My friend then jolted, startled to see that I had carried her all the way up her hill. She looked down and saw, one mile away, the havoc we had wrecked on the soil, having torn down vast swaths of grass and dug holes and tunnels with the power of our fucking –my fucking, to be accurate.
She gulped and looked back at me. “W-what…?” Her voice waivered and her legs trembled. “What have you done to me??”
I understood her fear. It was the same fear, after all, I felt while being so close to that barn: the fear of someone (or something) else’s sexual superiority; the instinctive reaction against being annihilated by a creature who, in one swing of the hips, could literally crack your bones and tear your spine like a toothpick.
I smiled and made my muscles ripple, laying one closed fist on my hips while my body assumed a delicate, firm feline pose.
I told her everything: “after you woke up from my fingering and licking (if you can remember those too), I started grinding my cunt on yours, and then you were, like, cumming a hundred sets of massive, multiple orgasms every minute.” I didn’t count orgasms individually, of course, for the task was purposeless and impossible. When I fucked my partners, they experienced orgasms so intense and so numerous it was easier to just pile them up in “sets” or “combos,” which was what I considered when I counted them. “Then I pounded you.” I lowered my finger to my cunt and slightly squeezed it, realizing just how close I actually was to another orgasm. “Just like a man, I pounded you with my hips and my cunt. I pressed your body against the ground and pounded you so hard you started to sink in the soil. I lifted your body up, laid you on a new, fresh pile of dirt, and then I pounded you again. Everywhere I pounded you became a new, massive hole. I lifted your body in the air and then power-fucked you for ten minutes without your feet ever touching the ground. Then I pressed you against a large rock and pounded you until it started to crack. When I was done pounding you on that boulder, your profile had been drown into its surface, just like a cartoon. Yet I wasn’t done, of course: taking your body to a nearby tree, I pounded you all the way up to its trunk, where I crushed your body and then… I pounded! I pounded you and pounded you and pounded you until the trunk started to crack, the leaves to fall, the branches to shatter, and when I least realized the tree was being uprooted from the soil by my pounding, the tree… boom! It was shattered in the middle of its trunk, like one would shatter a spine, and then it fell down as I held your body in the air and just!… kept!… pounding you!” My eyes certainly betrayed a demonic look as my friend gulped and pushed herself back a little, both afraid and aroused by the involuntary contractions of my muscles as I recalled our action. “I laid you on the floor, with your back against the wood of the shattered tree. Then, I pounded you. The wood was reduced to soot on your back –hence, the many splinters on your body (sorry for that, by the way). Still, even after the trunk had been reduced to atoms and your back had touched the ground underneath it, I kept pounding you. I pounded you and I pounded you and I pounded you and I pounded you until a three-feet-deep, ten-feet-wide crater had been formed around us. And then, not exactly satisfied, I realized I had to climax soon in order for you not to die, so…” I sighed. “I stopped pounding you and, in a compromise of sorts, fingered my cunt over your body until I got some release and ejaculated all over you.” I smiled again, remembering just how big my loads were. “The entire crater was filled with my lubes and my milk. In fact, it wasn’t nearly as big to contain all my juices, so you can look closely and see, down there, that most of my fluids had actually overflowed down in one massive stream. I think I came about a thousand gallons of thick lubes by the time I was done orgasming. That was, like, a whole ten minutes of orgasms, which was not too bad, not too flabby.” I shrugged. “But not too good either.” As I was done, I saw my girl panting and dripping harder through her tits. “It’s understandable if you don’t believe me, though.”
A large spurt of lubes came from her cunt, building a gooey, steamy puddle between her legs. “I believe you. What I don’t understand is… how I survived all that.”
I smiled and flexed my biceps. “You’re strong. You were the best lay I ever had.” Then I looked to the barn, realizing that there were much more important –more arousing!—things we could be paying attention at. “This stud. You were going to show him to me, right?” My poor girl moved uncomfortably on the ground, trying to reconnect her torso to her limbs.
“R-right.” She cleared her throat, feeling the arousal harden her tits and strike her cunt. I turned to her and laid my fists on my hips.
“Why?”
The she looked at me, both fear and naughtiness beaming in her eye, and answered with a shrug: “I thought it would be exciting, you know. That beast… it’s amazing to watch him.” My pussy was throbbing like a heart, leaking all the time, with the juices flowing down my thighs and sprinkling the ground, as the image of that mighty stallion was once again conjured into my mind.
“Is he handsome?” I could feel her heart throb as her whole body shivered in response.
“He’s… you know…” She played with her hair, almost as if too ashamed to look admit her feelings. “You weren’t supposed to feel those things for an animal, but… by god! You really feel aroused by that… mountain of muscles… and power!” She smiled so candidly! “I love riding him. Despite his fearsome size, he’s very gentle when he wants to be.”
I smiled too. We both felt like we were sharing the naughtiest, filthiest of secrets.
“You talk about him like he’s a conscious being.” And my friend, in response, shivered again, her breasts expelling fat threads of milk on her legs.
“He might as well be.” She said. “When he looks at me with those beautiful eyes… fuck. I can’t deny that I finger myself thinking about him. I don’t condone bestiality, but… goddamn it! That creature really pushes my buttons, if you know what I mean.”
“I do.” I stepped back, a little frightened by the degree of her spontaneous arousal. I looked to the barn and felt my heart racing, my legs trembling, my body growing soft and wobbly. “I even wonder if it’s a good idea for us to venture inside. You know… I don’t wanna commit no crime.”
She almost laughed as she replied: “Well, I’m sure you will behave.” She looked at me from head to toe. “Something tells me that you really ought to see it. Like… he’s really gonna like you.” She moved funnily on the ground. “Goddamn it, I… I can’t feel my legs!”
I stepped closer. “Really?”
“No, I mean… I’m good, I’m good, it’s just that they’re so numb.” She giggled. “My arms, too, I almost can’t feel them.” She looked at me. “The fuck did you do to me? Fuck! I had orgies with dozens of studs and still none of them ever made me feel like this!”
I flexed my muscles, making the air around me move with the tiny blasts of energy from my fibers. “I told you, dear: I pounded you. This body’s here got enough energy to power a small town.”
“A big town!” She corrected me. “Fuck, I literally cannot feel my hips!”
“You need help?” She looked up and nodded: “please?” I moved forward and picked her, giving her support with my shoulder as she strugggled to get to her feet. “Feeling good, now?” She made some whining noises, clearly distraught by the abundance of hard muscles on my body.
“Fuck!” She said, hugging my waist and fumbling my back. “You’re so hard!”
We kissed. My hands went to her waist and fumbled lusciously her marvelous ass. She was ripe, hard, and delicious, but I was a giantess next to her, and she reveled on the fact that I was now taller than her, and that I could break her like she was nothing! She pushed her crotch against my hips, grinding on them. Our breasts were so huge they almost kept our faces apart, but our attraction was strong enough for us to squeeze the milk out of them with our incredibly tight hug, joining our mouths and our tongues in a luxurious kiss.
I kissed her cheeks before whispering: “we better get going. I don’t wanna bang you for hours again.”
“Oh…” She shivered. “I wanna get banged.” Her right hand played with my abs. “Fuck, it’s so hard. Oh, baby, flex your muscles for me, please.” I complied, and her arm was pushed back by my strong aura. “Fuck! It’s like leather! Holy shit, you’re so hard and firm!”
I bit her earlobe while gently teasing her cooch and her clit with my thumbs. “I can fuck you against the metal walls of this barn until they’re bent with your shape. Or…” I pulled her earlobe, making her yelp. “We can go inside and actually see what’s this horse is all about.” I looked at her. Her cunt was literally dripping on my fingers. “Now, my beauty, what do you choose?”
Still fumbling my abs and flickering my clit, she made a head gesture towards the door and yelped something incomprehensible. “Alright, then.” I said, leading her to the vast entrance of that barn. “How do you open this thing?”
“You put a code here and then…” She typed something on the security system, then tapped on my back as the door rumbled loudly. “S-step back. Step back, now!”
“Alright, sweetie.” I held her by the waist and literally carried her away as the door slid side to side, opening slowly as it made the ground shake with its massive weight. I watched in disbelief as that high-tech portal opened to us. I knew her parents were rich, but even that seemed a bit excessive. “Don’t your parents get, you know, angry paying for all of this?” To my surprise, she shook her head and even giggled.
“Oh, no, not in the slightest.” She lowered her gaze and pondered for a while. “If this was any horse, yes, they would never pay this much for a stallion, but this… is no regular stallion.” Her gaze was turned back to me, sharing with me her deepest secrets. “Do you know how we make money with him?” I shook my head. “We sell his offspring. His horses. His breeds are the purest kind, and farmers all over the world are willing to pay top dollar for anything we can offer.” She looked again to the door, which now led to the dark, mysterious interior of the barn. “The first horses we sold –his colts—were for four million dollars a head.” I stopped listening for a while, and she was quick to pick up my shock. “Yeah. You have no idea how big and beautiful they were. Now, the prices are around $1,200,000 per stallion, but that’s because he breeds so many of them!” Her breast was rising and falling hard. “There’s about… 200 hundred new horses every year, all of whom are already pre-sold. This is actually the biggest source of income for my family –a blessing they still can’t wrap their minds around, even to this day.”
I gulped, too scared by all those numbers and data. “That’s why the security, huh? To protect such prized asset from burglars?” To my even greater shock, however, she shook her head.
“No one’s foolish enough to try and steal him. Trust me, love, you will know it when you see him. This horse, he… oh, fuck, how can I even begin to describe him!” She frowned and touched her forehead. “Nevermind. Just know that security ain’t a problem, and that this stud is more than able than to provide for himself. All this security, indeed, is so that he doesn’t destroy the barn…” she gulped, “while he fucks.” Her tits expelled threads of lovely, thick milk as she suffered a small orgasm. “He is the strongest, mightiest being in all of Earth.” Then she looked at me as if expecting me to give her the long awaited greenlight:
“Let’s go.” Still supporting her on my shoulder, I ventured inside with her, and the first thing I felt was the onslaught of heat and smell –a ferocious, savage scent of horse and sex, followed by an image that was burned in my mind forever. “W-what…?!” My lips trembled. “What is t-this?!”
Loud splashes were heard around us as masses of white goo fell from the ceiling into puddles all around us. Mountains of the whitest, thickest cream were spread all over the barn: huge lakes on the ground, massive balls and mounds on the hay piles, vast threads and lines on the walls, massive stalactites dangling over our heads. In fact, it was easier to count the places that were not drenched than the ones that were. The heat that came from those massive amalgamations was enough to prick my skin, and deep inside I knew exactly what the answer for the question I still foolishly made: “what… is… this?!”
My friend nonchalantly replied. “That’s his semen.” She looked up and down, all around the barn, trying to gauge just how much that horse had come. “He’s chill today. Some days, when you open the door, a whole ocean flows out. He had a quickie just right now, nothing serious.” She stared at me and chuckled. “Yeah, I felt that too when I first, cahem, saw him in action. He nuts like a whole herd. All this you see is just what he cums in a quick fuck. It can get pretty obscene… when he gets serious.”
I saw piles of flesh moving, at first striking me like grotesque little aliens under the masses of horse jizz. “What the fuck…?!” I quickly calmed down, however, once I realized what those things on the ground were. “A-are these…?” I looked at her, “his mares?”
She nodded calmly. “Most of them are covered in spunk. This whole place is like this, and you’ll be hard-pressed to count them all. He fucked them all several times and nutted good in them.” She pointed to some mares on the ground, twitching and whining as they seemed attacked by waves of electricity. “These ones are holding about a hundred gallons of his seed.” She locked her gaze at me, as if to emphasize: “a hundred gallons each. He is an awesome nutter. When daddy comes to collect his seed, he has to bring a whole team of a hundred dudes for the task.” She cleared her throat, clearly aroused by that unnatural power. “The beast fills up tanks as tall as fifty feet like they were tiny balloons. He can cum for literally days, an endlessly supply stocked in his testicles. God, those balls…!” She scratched her legs, trying not to think too much about that beast anymore. “Fuck, let me call him.” She put her fingers in her mouth and whistled, and the sound echoed for a long time on those huge walls. “You have to wait a little. This place is big. It might get a while for him to get to… us!”
We were surprised by the mighty gallop of the beast, which made the entire place rumble and the walls shake as his massive, his gigantic body appeared from the shadows. “C-Camila!” My friend stammered. “I present you… Adonis!”
My mind too froze so hard that I forgot we were both completely naked before the beast, each gallop making out bodies jump as he stopped a few feet away and simply gazed on us with mild curiosity. My head was burning with a thousand different sensations as my pussy hardened and the juices rained down my legs.
That horse was big! Big! Bigger than any horse I had ever see, even in the movies! Big enough to seem alien, and so heavy and muscular he made the ground sink under its hooves. The beast, on all fours, must have been over 10ft-tall from hoof to mane. «Fuck!» My mind exploded, realizing that the back of the horse probably stood at over 7-feet above the ground. “This isn’t a horse.” I blurted. “It’s a fucking tank!”
If I thought I was the pinnacle of muscles once, my beliefs were blow out of the park by the sheer size and weight of that thing! The horse was so big that, even though it looked pretty relaxed, there was always a dense aura of steam coming from its trimmed, shiny light-brown fur. The beast was so muscular that at points it didn’t even seem to have fur at all, and that its bulging, rippling, throbbing muscles were simply coated by a dark-brown veneer.
But the biggest spectacle, the most tremendous triumph of that gorgeous beast was yet to be admired. Both our eyes slid down on his body and rested on his hips. “Fuck!!” I screamed, almost dropping my friend on the ground. We both jumped back with fear as I saw the massive… penis!… of that creature, and it was…! It was…! “Holy fucking shit!!” I turned to my friend in horror. “Get me out of here!”
“What?”
I grabbed her shoulders and shook her hard. “Get! Me! Out! Of! Here!”
“Alright, alright. You know, I still can’t feel my legs, though.” I couldn’t wait for her any longer, so I simply picked her up, put her on my shoulder, and rushed to the door as if my life depended on it. “Fuck!”
It did. As I gazed upon that animal’s genitalia, I realized I couldn’t stay in that barn any longer without being utterly consumed by madness. “Fucking hell!! Fucking shit!!” I kept saying, my thoughts strong enough to remain hidden in my head, and I ran past the door into the safety of the outside –all while either forgetting or ignoring the fact that the beast could simply stroll after us if it so desired.
But it didn’t. In a way, that was the most gentlemanly horse I’d ever seen. For all its size and power, the beast appeared to look at us in a very courteous and respectful manner, like a king gazing upon his loyal servants. As I looked back at him, I felt like he was staring straight at my soul! Every time I moved, his head moved just a little, following me.
“I’m sorry.” I whimpered, with tears flowing up my eyes, then I moved my friend to the security device at the door. “Close it. Please, shut it down, now!”
Her fingers were trembling as she typed the password and the door slid shut. As the huge portal closed, however, I kept looking at the beast, feeling a little safer now that we were apart. «I’m sorry,» I kept thinking in my head until the door finally closed. “What…?” The air almost didn’t leave my lungs. “What the fuck was that thing?!”
My friend was also in shock, shaking as her lips barely made out the words: “h-h-he’s…” She cleared her throat. “He’s much bigger than I remember!”
We spent the rest of the walk back home in silence. Through the rest of the day –the rest of the weekend—we would be thinking about only one think, and our pussies would know no rest as our minds luxuriated on the criminal, abhorrent thoughts of that beast and its massive, unbelievable endowment.
Unbeknownst to us, however, the beast too had had a few telling thoughts as the door was closing in front of him. He even smiled when the metal clanged and the door was sealed shut, breaking his long gaze on my tall, muscular body.
«Don’t worry, my child.» The creature thought. «You still don’t know half the story.»
Then, before the eyes of the few mares still awake, his body began to shake, and the beat slowly transformed into another, even bigger and muscular being.
Gigi Potemkin 