We entered the house without saying a word to each other. There was no energy or will left in our massive, beautiful bodies after the horror we just witnessed. Giancarla walked to the other side of her sprawling living room while I sat on the closest chair I could find. The wood creaked as my body relaxed in the seat, its legs bending and nearly cracking under the tremendous pressure and weight of my body.
I was a 6’3ft-tall, 350-pound Amazon with muscles of steel and literally enough power on a biceps to tear a hole on a wall if I punched it, yet I felt weak like a little girl—and I was sure Giancarla felt the same.
We looked at each other, trying to find words to describe our feelings, but silence once again prevailed. It was impossible to speak or do anything drastic after the absolute mindfuck of what we saw on her farm’s barn.
Our chests were heavy and our cunts were boiling. Criminal thoughts grazed our minds as they kept going back to that unbelievable animal on Giancarla’s stead: its muscles of power, its size and weight of pure gigantism, its genitalia worth at least twenty other horses…
“Fuck.” I eventually whispered. “Fuck!” My hand slid down on my body, going to meet my pussy. “Holy fuck!” I felt the scorching heat coming from it. Literally: my fingers burned as they touched my labia and my throbbing clit. “I needa go to the bathroom.” I finally said, getting no response. As I looked to the back of the room, I found my friend already ahead of me in that regard: leaning against a wall, almost supporting her massive bosom on it, frigging herself to such an intensity the juices were pouring down her legs into a big puddle on the ground, she fought her way into her bedroom.
My fingers slid inside my cunt and played with it. I didn’t even command or control them anymore. I released a loud gasp of pleasure and exasperation, feeling the intense heat overtake my body. “Fuck!” I shouted, making the walls rumble. “Holy fuck!!” I got up, with my pussy already making a mess: my lubes were thick like a transparent gel, and they were so many that they had left a puddle on the chair and a hot, steamy trail behind me as I walked.
I took to the stairs and made them rumble as I stepped over to the mansion’s many bathrooms. Carelessly, though, I grabbed the handrail so hard that I tore it away, complete with some of the balisters.
Not only that, but I literally drilled a hole on the stair after a few steps: *craarsh!* I looked down as my foot pierced the wood then laughed as I saw the hole around my leg, finally enjoying a moment of levity. «Jesus fucking Christ!» I thought, pulling my leg back and seeing the cracks grow on the step. I climbed the rest of the stairs up with a bit more care as my body made the whole place shake and even the ground tremble as I made my way hastily to the bathroom.
Locking myself in the shower, I got it started. My moans filled the place as both hands super-stimulated my cunt it with eight fingers inside it and two thumbs on the clit. Though the shower was on, but it made little noise compared to the outpouring of my juices: they burst from the cunt loud and heavy, filling the floor with a gel-like coating of woman-spunk as the waters bathed my body.
My head stood beside the shower. Sometimes, when my scalpel touched its riser arm, it bent the metal, forcing me to be careful even with my own orgasms. The water temperature was warm, yet steam emanated from the box in large, dense fumes, making it almost impossible to see anything after a couple of minutes. That was for the better, of course: I wanted privacy above all else.
«That fucking… horse!!» My mind wandered into criminal thoughts as my fingers touched my cervix and traveled into my womb, striking my womanly core with so many orgasms my knees were wobbling and my throat was screaming: “fuuuuck!!” My eyes almost popped out of my skull. “Holy shit!!” The milk on my tits sloshed and made them bounce as I frigged myself so hard my fingers made loud noises between my legs.
Eventually, I fell to my knees. *booom!!* The whole bathroom, maybe even the entire house trembled as I knelt on my own pussy juices and laid my forehead on the ground, crying as the orgasms became all-encompassing inside me. “God!!” I asked for forgiveness. “Oh, gaawd!!”
No man has ever sufficed me. How could I ever deny, then, that the beast was the only answer for all my pussy ailments? “Holy fuck shit, Jesus!!” My eyes were trembling and my sight was all blurred. “Fuck!! Please, Jesus, please…!”
What did I expect, though? That the Lord was going to save me? That he was going to dissuade me from thoughts that even Satan would blush at??
I resisted my temptation, of course, mostly because I didn’t want to go to jail—the law of the land was pretty stringent when it came to such acts. However, nothing prevented my mind from wandering into the most forbidden dreams as I came countless times in that bathroom, staying under the showed for so long that even my muscles started to wrinkle. When I left it, my tits were dripping with milk, and my blond goddess Giancarla was coming down on the corridor to check on me.
“Camila…” She whimpered. It was all I needed to snatch her from the floor and fuck her right there, in the hallway, before proceeding to her master bedroom and absolutely destroying the whole place with my power.
First, massive cracks were left all over the walls of the hallway as I pounded her like a big-dicked dude against the wood, which eventually cracked and caved in under my strength. In my final act of carnality before entering her bedroom, I drilled her pussy while pressing her back against the door, bending and crushing the doorknob little by little as I rubbed her cunt and pounded her waist more potently than any male.
The bangs! and the booms! multiplied until the door threatened to fall. Once I noticed this, I banged her so hard that door simply blew up into the place, absolutely shattered by my pelvic power. “Fuck!!” She screamed. “Camila…!!”
I bit and pulled her earlobe, taking the opportunity to whisper: “ain’t stopping now!” And our bodies darted towards the bed, which shook, swung, and creaked as I laid on top of my girl and nailed her.
Fuck! That was pounding and beating no pussy has ever known! I was quickly releasing steam through my pores as the huge bed was dragged on the floor and crushed against the wall by my powerful, unrelenting thrusts. I took my girl in a scissoring position and pounded her, right before laying her on all fours and pounding her from behind. I turned her around, climbed over her hips, positioned my cunt right above hers while her tits squirted milk into the ceiling, and pounded her! In a matter of minutes, the entire mattress was drenched in female juices, with puddles growing all around the bed as I pounded and pounded and pounded away!
My girl was passing out and waking up on a minute-to-minute basis as I relentlessly worked her up with my body. “I might be fucking you,” I told her, “but all the time I thinking about that stud!” And she laughed, replying amidst her orgasms:
“I know!! Fuck, I’m doing the same!!” I pounded her brutally as the whole bed shook with our vigorous motions. “You think I wasn’t thinking the same?! Fuck! That’s all I can do right now!” And her body gained a surprising amount of strength and stamina, communicating to mine that it was more than ready to take an even harder beating.
The legs of her bed cracked after thirty minutes of relentless action, and I kept fucking her with merciless speed until the bed itself cracked in the middle and its splinters and rags of the were flying all around us. Hole after hole after hole was torn in the ground and the walls while cracks grew all over the place, and the big chandelier in the middle of the ceiling crashed down on the floor as I destroyed the whole room with my sheer bestial strength.
After hours of fucking, we proceeded to a different bedroom as the floor of that one threatened to crumble to the room beneath. I destroyed the next room, and the room after that with her body until exhaustion (or just boredom) took over me and we finally allowed ourselves a moment of sleep—all while another incredible fear of magic happened on the barn that had sparked all our arousal.
* * * * *
Two hundred mares laid beaten, utterly defeated on the ground as the stud strolled past their bodies, inspecting which one could still take his fertile cock.
The stud had painted every wall, as well as covered the bodies of all his two hundred mares (including the entire ceiling) with his seed. Massive piles of horse jizz covered the barn and filled it with an animalistic scent.
Not one mare had any more energy to take on a being like him; the few that were awake could only twitch and shake helplessly on the ground, the many orgasms frying their brains just as the heat still burned strong in their bodies.
The massive horse admired his reflex on a drinking pool, most of it also covered in his own jizz. In fact, the mares would have to drink his seed once they woke up, for he too had nutted all over the pools and replaced the water with hundreds of gallons of semen. The stud drank from a bit of the water that remained, and loud, dense puffs of smoke burst from his body as his muscles tensed and the heat inside him cooled off a bit.
His massive genitalia still oozed spunk, as his oversized balls would never stop producing them. The outstanding male still felt his sex burn with the need and the desire to unleash on two hundred bodies more—yet he didn’t have them; not there, not then. «I will need to go to the house,» he thought, initiating in his body an incredible transformation.
The entire barn rumbled as his muscles twitched and throbbed, and the whole massive being stood on his legs, his shape changing drastically as his hairs receded and his skin started to shine in a beautiful, light-caramel tone. His massive front legs turned into human arms; his back legs, into ungodly-thick human ones. His whole torso became a labyrinthian sculpture of muscles as he sported a 16-pack set of abs under his large, wide, powerful, potent chest—enough to make five other men with their mass of muscles. His powerful buttocks converted into human ones, but remained just as big and muscular as before.
All in all, when his transformation was completed, the monster flexed his muscles and roared with power –a 10ft-tall beast with three legs: two massively-muscular ones plus a swinging, daunting member which weighed the same as a whole average man.
The beast walked to the metal door of the barn and tore it open with a punch. Effortless and mighty, he bent the metal into a large, twisted opening and stepped into the fresh air, breathing deep as his muscles glistened under the full moon. Of all his horse features, only his tail remained, reaching all the way down to the ground like an extension of his majestic, brown-colored mane, which had transformed into something of a mohawk covering the middle of his back.
The beast took another deep breath and found the scent he so desired. «Fresh pussy.» He thought. «Fresh human pussy!» With a powerful leap, the superbeing left the barn and landed on Giancarla’s mansion in less than thirty seconds, clearing five miles of distance in one single hop.
* * * * *
When Camilla woke up, she heard a loud rumbling on the ground. The room was an absolute mess, and she sincerely didn’t know what bedroom that was; it could have been her third or fourth or even fifth; she didn’t know and she couldn’t know. She tore holes through so many walls and fucked through so many pieces of furniture, breaking and destroying them so effortlessly with her might, that she really didn’t bother recording everything in her memory.
Her body still twitched with orgasms as she saw a massive thing standing before her. Her heart leaped and her mouth attempted a scream, but she covered it as Giancarla slept beside her. Though blonde girl wouldn’t wake up for a good deal of many hours, Camila felt the need to protect her from what she now faced.
The room was well-illuminated by the moon, and under its silver light, she could see a massive… male!… standing in front of her! A male like she had never seen before, so tall that his head easily touched the ceiling, and so massive that his muscles completely covered her view.
“God!” She giggled. “I must be dreaming!” But if there was one thing she knew to be real was her orgasms, or at least the burning heat of her cunt: the moonlight showed her an impossible row of sixteen abs-muscles under a pec so large she could literally lay on it like a bed, shoulder-to-shoulder.
The face of the beast was shrouded in darkness, but she knew, judging by its strong, rectangular shape, that it was the manliest, rawest, and most savage face an Alpha male could have. Her gaze didn’t linger too long on the creature’s upper body, however, for its lower half sported the most magnificent feature she (or any woman) could ever fathom. It was her fantasy come true!
“God…” Her jaw dropped, and from her wide, thick lips a long thread of drool fell on the floor. The beast’s penis made her heart throb and her lungs stop working, asphyxiating her with a sudden rush of amazement. It was the biggest penis she had ever seen, and it wasn’t even hard! The creature rested limply between the two massive legs, which alone would be muscular and arousing enough to get a woman wet. Sadly for them, the penis and the balls stole their limelight. It was just too much cock! “Holy… shit!”
It was that horse’s cock! A human-shaped penis, for sure, but still… a horse cock! Its size and hardness and apparent weight left no doubt: that was the penis she saw that evening; the penis she dreamed with all while fucking her friend senseless. The thickest, veiniest, heaviest, and most imposing penis of all time—all just one arm’s-length away from her!
“Oh, my god!” She panted. “My god!” And the beast, by breathing so hard, made the entire room rumble. She stretched her arm to that cock, almost touching it, and the beast walked closer, bringing his massive horse meat to her.
“I wanted to fuck you for so long.” He said, and his voice alone struck Camila’s pussy with an orgasm. She withered and yelped, feeling her cunt cream itself with rivulets of juices as waves of energy electrified her body. Her tits hardened and expelled milk on the floor, taken by the brass sound of that godly voice. “Take your time. I will fuck you and your friend for the whole weekend. You will need all the energy you can get.”
Camila looked up with her teary eyes. She already knew the answer, but that didn’t prevent her from asking the question: “w-who are you?” And the massive titan walked closer to her, prickling the skin of her face with the aura of his prick.
“You know who I am. I am the horse you so craved for.” The beast flexed its muscles, and the entire room rumbled in response. “I am Adonis.”
“Fuck!!” The prick was throbbing right before her face, slapping her hard with even the slightest of motions.
“Worship me.” The creature commanded, its voice full of unwavering confidence. “I am the god who’s going to consume every inch of your being. Worship me and get my horse cock hard and ready for your cunt. Do it now, or I won’t turn your pussy into mush with my power. Now, my human whore.”
“Fuck!! God… damn it!!” Though she was nearly crying, and though her body was still shivering with the unmeasurable excitement of having that being so close to her, Camila grabbed that horse cock and felt in her hands its nigh-indescribable greatness. “Fuck!!” Her cunt hardened and hosed its juices on Giancarla’s body. The mattress dripped loudly with all the juices she was squirting. She never felt that kind of pleasure before, and that was with her simply holding the monumental member in her hands… and squeezing it!
God damn it, the thing was hard! She felt as if holding a piece of iron in her hands! A hot, fleshly iron ten times harder than any erect monster penis she’s ever swallowed! The penis was fully soft, only gently throbbing and filling up with gallons of blood, yet still, it was the hardest and girthiest thing she had ever felt! Gulping painfully, for her throat was dry with excitement, she wrapped her hands around that meat cannon and measured its girth.
It was thick. So thick! In fact, her whole palm failed to cover half of it! With her heart racing harder and faster, she wrapped both hands around that thing and felt the veins engorged under her touch. Her fingers failed to meet on the other side. That’s how thick that massive being was! “Oh, my god!” Her mouth was open, drooling as she brought her head close to that beastly cock, kissing it and then having it slap her by a powerful throb. “Ouch!” The thing could hurt her with even one unconscious throb.
The being noticed her pain and admonished her:
“You better use all your strength, slut, for I will fuck you like I did all those mares several times in a row.” His massive arm made a rumbling noise as his hand moved to her cheek, caressing it softly as the prick throbbed monstrously in front of her. “This is a 22-inch soft cock you’re holding. When I grow hard, I grow to forty inches.” He heard her heart stop. “Yes, slut. You will be penetrated and inseminated by a 40-inch hard horse cock. You better be strong for when I fuck you. If you can’t get it up and hard with your mouth, then I’m afraid I misjudged you.” The beast puffed. “You were the closest human I’ve ever met whom I thought could take all my power.”
Camila flexed her muscles, countering the beast’s own flexes with grave sounds of their own. “I am way better than anything you have ever thought.” She grabbed that cock with gusto, seeing her biceps bulge as she squeezed it and tried to bend the thing under her fingers. She failed, of course, but that was enough to show the beast her resolve. “Be ready, my god, for I will worship your manhood like those two hundred mares will never be able to!” Replacing her words with action, she opened her mouth fully and laid it on the member, coating it with as much saliva she could produce.
She spat and drooled and slobbered all over the dong while masturbating it with her two hands, but the soft cock was so humongous all her effort managed to cover only a fraction of it. The beast throbbed and lodged itself between her breasts –or at least it tried to, for her bosom was so hard and massive it blocked its portentous advance. “Hungry, aren’t we?” She looked up and smiled, feeling the horse scent of that human-shaped body, pulling the prick into her tits with a lot of effort and pain, feeling her tits almost burst with the added mass between them.
Milk was squished into the horse’s legs. Trying not to lose focus, she kept worshipping that cock with her mouth, hands, and now her breasts, realizing she was moving her entire body just to give that creature a blowjob. She literally had to hug the penis with her arms and jerk it by pressing it against her rock-hard, 8-pack abs, squeezing her tits harder with her shoulder and hosing thick, creamy milk on the beast’s ultra-muscular legs.
The floor started creaking as she pumped the being with her entire physique, soon sweating as the beast very slowly started to engorged and push her body away. “Holy shit!” After a lot of spitting and jerking, with the cock literally raining drool on the ground thanks to her laborious salivation, the prick rose semi-hard in an instance, pushing her body away as it stood horizontally, throbbing on the being’s waist, pointing forward like the mightiest of lances.
“Good, whore, but that’s only half the job done.” The beast pointed down to the cock, which glistened with the copious amounts of juices she had coated with it. “I want it fully hard.” Vanessa smiled and stood on her knees, jerking that thing loudly as her palms felt its veins as thick as two or three fingers.
An obscene amount of precum oozed from that gigantic cumslit and shot her straight in the head, almost knocking her unconscious as it coated literally her entire body with transparent gel. Her breasts were drowned in precum and her lungs almost panted for air as her whole face was coated on the creamy essence. Still, she didn’t stop pumping the beast, rising up as the creature became harder and taller, turning her tits to it and smiling just as the precum fell from her mouth. “You need good cream, my horse, to be pumped by my hands. Here! Take my milk!” And she squeezed her tits with her elbows, showering that cock with prodigious loads of thick, creamy milk.
The god whined just like a powerful stud. She looked up and finally saw its face –such a tremendous, god-like masculine beauty that she fell to her knees again, all the strength stolen from her legs, and creamed herself hard as her eyes burned under the world’s most gorgeous face. He was fully man, yet his body had all the power and might of a breeding stallion. Her cunt stretched out and hardened again, pumping lubes out like a heart and building a huge puddle between her legs as the man commanded: “what are you waiting for, whore? My cock awaits your worship!”
Panting and gasping, she held on to the legs of that massive beast to get some balance. What she didn’t count with, however, was the gigantic balls throbbing right in front of her, now uncovered by the risen cock, yet looking much more obscene and arousing that the cock himself.
She couldn’t help it: her face and breasts went to the floor as her hands went down into her hips. She squirted. “Aaaahh…!!!” She came a hose of lubes as she witnessed the massive balls of that raging stud.
As soon as she recovered from those orgasms, she grabbed those balls with both her hands and squeezed them, provoking waves of pleasure all over the god’s body. «I see…» She tried to think, but those testicles were far too distracting. «You like… me touching… fuck! Those balls!» A single orb was easily larger than her entire palms. Literally: she stretched her palms as much as she could, yet still her wrist-to-middle-finger length was only three-fourths of the full length of that godly ball. “FUCK!!” She blurted as she held a single testicle with both arms, which bulged as they tried to lift that monster ball –to no avail.
She flexed her biceps and her back, adding power to her abs and her legs while trying again to lift or even just move that single testicle, failing every time. “Holy fuck!!” Her pussy loudly gushed juices on the floor as she rolled her eyes under multiple orgasms and felt her tits two celebrate that manliness with hoses of milk of their own. “FUCK!!” As she felt she was falling again, she latched to those balls, provoking no pain on the mighty being. She had to hug those balls with her arms to put herself back in her knees, and the male’s genitalia only grew harder and hotter.
“That’s my bitch!” The being lifted his head, making the ceiling crack as he stood sometimes at the tip of his toes. Camila felt a tremendous wave of pleasure by knowing that she was giving that being so much power. Still, the balls in front of her didn’t just intimidate the poor woman; they made her fear for her life. «These… massive… heavy… horse testicles!»
The orbs were throbbing and sloshing with prodigious amounts of semen. They were covered with so many thick veins and arteries they looked like two veins, and the horse jizz that flowed inside their ducts and was stored in that huge ballsack was so abundant and concentrated she could literally taste it by just laying her mouth of the surface and sucking it.
And lay her mouth she laid; suck that ball she did! «Holy… shit!!» She couldn’t help but to give herself massive multiple orgasms as she tea-bagged that godly scrotum, warming it all up with her ooze. Massive loads of saliva were joining her puddle of cunt-juices on the ground as the being roared and puffed, releasing massive loads of precum on Giancarla’s body—who remained still and asleep, oblivious to the growing obscenity beside her.
“Fuuuck…!!” Camila’s screams were muffled by the gargantuan mass of meat in front of her face. «I can drink his spunk!!» She tasted its strong, milky flavor. «I am literally drinking this stud through his sack! Holy sh…!!» Before she could even finish, her pussy hosed a powerful, hydrant-strong thread of juices on Giancarla, who by then was completely covered the sex fluids of both super beings.
Camila was panting and screaming and almost losing her damn mind when she heard a powerful *slap!* over her face. Briefly free from the spell of that god-forsaken member, she looked up and saw the god-cock of that horse-male slapping against his abs; so strong and hard was the member that it forced itself against his mighty abs, apparently the only thing strong enough to make his muscles bulge inwards.
The god looked down to her with a satisfied grim. His hair was luscious like a lion’s mane, and is still preserved the absolute-black color of his fur from when he was in horse-form. Still grabbing those balls in her hands, feeling them throb and fill her body with so much life-giving energy, Camila finally saw the horse’s tail attached to the man’s body—a long, luscious dark tail shaking with so much pleasure. She touched it and fondled it sweetly, looking up to her god-horse with the loveliest of smiles. “You still kept your tail!”
The massive male caressed her cheeks. “You want me to take it?”
“No!” She was quick to reply. “I love it.” And her gaze was lost in the myriad of muscles of that god-forsaken stud. “You are… you are…” «So perfect.» «So holy.» «So big.» «So godly.» These were all the answers that raced through her mind. Looking up one last time, she mustered the most honest, yet also the sweetest response from her heart: “you’re everything I’ve ever dreamt of!”
The massive male moved his hands down to her shoulders and scooped her up. Camila couldn’t help but to yelp, shiver, and squirt as the monster grabbed her and lifted her up so easily she felt like a feather—even though she knew full well she was a 6’3ft-tall, 350-pound Amazon goddess. «In the end, I am nothing.» She realized as she rose before that horse. “I am nothing next to tis 10ft-tall, 3,000-pound god-stud!”
As her face finally got to his, she came again multiple times, sticking her tongue out and trying to lick him, to kiss him, to savor all the perfection of that manly, godly face. “We’re going to fuck outside.” He said while nonchalantly laying her on his shoulders. “Can’t do it here. I will destroy the house in a single thrust.” He said, turning around and proving his point by making all the floor creak and rumble as he calmly and royally walked outside. “Let’s do it in the open air. It’s a beautiful night tonight; a perfect night for me to fill with your screams.”
To be continued