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The breeding begins! Our 9-foot-tall, 10,000-pound, 60-inch-long Futa empress overbreeds her sweet-ass blonde with countless gallons of CUM!

At that moment, I knew I was fecundated. More than just bred, I was inseminated like a fucking stallion had just shot its load with its penis fully inserted into my body; gallons and gallons of hot, juicy seed breeding every inch of my insides, yet such animalistic virility could barely begin to compare to what that seed—that very human seed—was actually doing with me.

For starters, her sperm cells were clearly cut from a different cloth than the usual human sperm cells. A male sperm, you know, is a stupid little thing—just like men themselves, to be very blunt: it’s got a big, hard head, a long, skinny tail, and all it knows to do is chase the eggs, which it penetrates and inseminates. That’s it. There’s literally nothing more to the human sperm: just a stupid, single-purpose cell that either fecundates an egg or drifts mindlessly in the womb until it dies and fizzles out. Even the mightiest of studs doesn’t go any more complex than that. If anything, the sperm unifies all men, regardless of their sexual status: the world’s biggest cunt-stretching, womb-breeding conqueror is at the same level as the stupidest, most shameful of incels; they both got stupid little sperms, and they both inseminate a woman with more or less the same breeding power. Muscles, status, or fame do nothing to change that raw, cold biological fact. Men have the simplest eggs of all—and that’s where they differ brutally from that divine African stud.

“God!!!” My mouth hanged open as my womb audibly boomed with the explosions of energy inside. My crotch moved as if I had a nest of snakes within. If not for my raging orgasms, culminating at times in excruciating, incontinent squirts, it would have seemed like a very gruesome thing, but nothing else could be expected from a sperm that was not only genetically, but also biologically superior. «By the gods!! What is the power of this woman?!»

Her sperms looked like on steroids—and yes, I could vividly picture every single one of them in my mind. It was utter, absolute madness! On the surface, the basic shape of the sperm was the same: big head, long tail, you know the drill. The scale, however, was absolutely massive! The smallest of her quintillions of sperm cells was still three times largest the biggest “usual” sperm cell around, and the average was easily five times bigger. Her more massive sperm cells, when compared to a regular one, would look like fucking tanks next to a bicycle. There were sperms literally thirty times as big, and so powerful I could literally feel the waving of their tails inside me.

And what waving it was! I had no doubt that, if that semen could be hooked to a machine of sorts, it would literally power an entire village. Her sperm moved with such intensity and power you could literally see their action through my skin, as shown by the wobbly, squirming bulge on my belly.

“Steady, my mare.” The goddess even clicked her tongue, like I was some sort of animal under her command. “You’re losing balance.” She pointed to the floor with her free hand, her dick held tightly by the other while unloading whole swimming pools of semen. “There’s already a whole foot of my seed on this entire floor. If you fall on it, your body will be eaten by my sperm, and I don’t want to rescue you from those bastards before I fuck your dearest friend.”

Her words awakened me to the fact that, yeah, a whole pool of her semen was covering the entire room. “Holy fucking…!!!” My jaw hanged low and my throat throbbed with power. I was getting another massive set of multiple orgasms—each the biggest, most intense and electrifying I had ever felt. «FUUUUUCK!!!» My belly bulged and rumbled, with my womb being twisted by the ever-frenzied semen. At the end of the powerful electrical avalanche, I was raining sweat on the steamy semen, panting like I had just completed another Iron Man trial. “Fuck, fuck, fuck… Jesus!!” Sometimes my eyes burned with all the sweat covering them. It was just the beginning of all the challenges, however, my body would have to overcome near that goddess.

Her sperm cells weren’t just huge and powerful, mind you. They were also a lot more… uh, how do I put it? Muscular? Literally, they were like little toads with overdeveloped muscles: their heads were like small, flexed biceps, and their tails were really like the most shredded arm you’d ever seen on a person. They were more like little, super fit sharks dotted with their own little brains, moving with thought and purpose inside me, not just chasing mindlessly a single goal due to their instincts. It might sound contradictory with what was happening to me—with my womb being literally battered by that fist-sized pellet of cum—but it really made sense when you thought about it.

Each sperm cell was a thousand times more powerful than a regular human one. Not only that, but the density of her cum was also unparalleled: a single milliliter of human cum might contain a few hundreds of billions of sperm cells, maybe more for the biggest studs, but hers easily surpassed the hundreds of quintillions of hyper-muscular spermatozoids. That’s why her semen looked, tasted, and felt not only thicker than fresh cement or molten metal (and definitely felt just as hot), but also why it literally looked alive, with the mountains and waves constantly moving about the place, congregating around our bodies like flesh-consuming B-movie monsters. Piles of it were actually surrounding my poor Veronica, who was already covered from head to toes in the semen bath from that monster cock.

“H-Heather…!!!” As she reached out to me from under the pile of sperm, her arm breaking through the white mass while dripping with pints of the hot stuff, she suddenly stood quiet, then shook like she was about to explode. Then, a massive scream burst through her mouth, so strong it literally made a hole on the mounds of sperm covering her face.

The giantess smiled while squeezing her prick harder, giving her hyperactive balls literal punches to try and tame then. “You’re being fecundated.” The way she licked her lips… god, how horny her cockiness made me! I could cum just by looking at that gorgeous, arrogant face, the face of a woman who could outbreed all the bulls and stallions on Earth and shape the genetic makeup of the entire Universe with her smoldering seed. “Right now, my seed is penetrating you. Do you feel it, my golden-haired mare, the column of spunk sliding up your powerful twat?”

She screamed. Her eyes nearly popped out. Hell yeah, she felt it, but the goddess wasn’t content on just seeing her writhe on her knees with all that virile fecundation. “Grr!!” Her muscles roared again, and a more massive inflow of spunk exploded from her prick. She seemed quite frustrated with her own penis. “Fuck.” Other guttural sounds burst from her breast along with this curse. “Quiet now, you unyielding monster!” She literally punched her own dick into submission, but the beast was mad with cum, spurting wave after wave of horse seed. “Damn it. Guess it can’t be helped.” Turning away the dick with her left hand, the goddess grabbed Veronica by the hair with her right hand and pulled her up. “Heather.” All the while, she turned to me, her immense thighs growing thicker and harder. “Are you paying attention?”

The tears were almost squirting out of my eyes, and my body was harder than stone with all the cramps that attacked my muscles; my belly was bulging and my womb was drawn in excruciating detail on my skin, being devoured alive by her powerful glob of semen, but despite all of this, yes, hell yeah, I was paying attention. “Mm-mm!!” Quite pathetically, squirming like a mad bitch, I nodded to my goddess, who then turned Veronica’s body to me.

“Good. Watch her. What’s happening to her is the same thing that’s happening to you, albeit on a much bigger scale, given that she took much more of my seed.” Veronica’s monstrous tits were lactating without a pause, so much so that many threads splashed on my body. «Fuck!» I thought. Her milk was insanely thick and gooey! “Look at what happens to a woman,” she licked her lips, “when my seed claims her womb.”

Following Veronica’s legs all the way down to the pool of spunk, I saw at least three giant trails of semen: two flowing along her inner thighs, and one bigger, thicker trail between her legs, almost like a third leg made entirely of spunk. The three streams penetrated her pussy and enlarged it until I was sure one could plop an American football inside the poor bitch. The semen was flowing upwards in her vagina, and I could see the movement clearly through the monstrous bulge of her belly.

“GOD!!!” She raised her eyes to the ceiling, barely noticing the pain of being suspended in the air only by the hair. Her pose, indeed, was quite hilarious, coming to think of it: her arms and legs all spread out like a starfish, her gorgeous muscles insanely ripped as they suffered from a fate even more intense than my own.

I gulped and quivered upon seeing that scene. My friend’s belly grew larger by the second. “God… by the gods!!” The semen around her moved in a frantic chase; the sperm smelled pussy, and, like a monster, it piled up around her legs, climbing her thighs like a slug, just so it could penetrate yet more inches of her over-stuffed vagina.

Jets of squirt exploded madly from her hole, and yet more powerful jets of milk were expunged from her tits, but, oh, that wasn’t nearly all she had to give. Her agony, if anything, was only beginning. “BY THE GODS, THAT’S SOOOO MUUUUCH POWEEEEER!!!” She screamed to the heavens, and I could see shockwaves bursting from her throat. Her cunt gushed inhuman amounts of pussy juice, creating a gooey crater on the semen pool beneath her, and her tits inflated monstrously with the absurd amount of milk they could barely expel every single second. The bulge of her belly, however, was the most noticeable part in all her agony. «Jesus!» I bit my lips as I saw the incredible mass of sperm make its wat towards her cervix. Huge columns of spunk now covered her legs entirely. She was being covered by the jizz from the waist down like a larva in a cocoon—and this provoked arrogant chuckles from our breeding goddess.

Still, it was impossible not to enjoy that sight: once inside her body, the semen lost all sense of hurry, preferring instead to make her cum than to fecundate her outright. The gooey mass piled up inside her vagina like a growing, sturdy load, making her belly bulge insanely until it was greater than a nine-month pregnancy of quadruplets.

The goddess took immense enjoyment from this sight. “How do you like your new look, huh, you tasty-ass, gorgeous whore!” She released her cock, and the monster slapped sideways on my friend’s waist. With her left hand, the goddess also slapped her other side, making humongous amounts of virile sperm jizz out through her cunt. Upon impact on the floor, the jizz released even bigger, denser clouds of steam, following with a dreadful roar that really, really made it sound like the cells were angry for being denied entry to Veronica’s femininity. “Shut up, spunk!” The goddess literally spoke to the mass of white! “Do not forget who you truly serve!”

As she released her cock, the monstrous, virile beast unleashed yet more uncountable gallons of seed all around us, portions of it splashing on my body, and yet more globs sliding over my body towards my pussy. I grabbed these moving, throbbing pellets of seed with my hands, lifting them up to my face while gawking at their immense weight. “Fuck! Your jizz… it’s so heavy!”

The goddess grunted. “Ain’t nearly as heavy as it’s gonna get. You’re quite something, you know, you two mares.” She seemed to reflect deeply and sincerely about something, trying to tame her dick again with her left hand. “I never once lost control like this. This is literally the first time I have an incontinent ejaculation. I wish I could split you both with my arms, you see, for what you’ve done!” A murderous glare graced her eyes. “Never, in my whole life, have I ever imagined anyone would make me lose control. Your goddess is bleeding, you see—she’s bleeding gallons of cum!” She pointed to her raging, orgasming cock. “This is the only time you’ll ever see me so weak.”

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Two super giant Amazons take on their biggest challenge yet: to make their African futa goddess MOAN!

Power! Inside those hard, live-giving stones was the elixir of Power itself! One thing was to fell oneself powerful, like I and Veronica many times did; the other thing, however, was to literally, physically have Power stored inside oneself. That woman didn’t just hold semen—gallons and gallons of it—inside her balls. No. She held absolute, unassailable Power!

I was moaning and biting my lips again, and for every second I guess I needed to shake my head and snap myself back into reality. «Get… a fucking… grip!!» Between every word, though, I moaned and cleared my throat. How fucking great can a single woman be?

No longer able to just stand there, apart from her, I threw my body against her. *Broom!!* The very fabric of the Universe might have been shaken, indeed, once our too massive bodies collided! Out monstrous tits exploded with milk due to the pressure, and through my over-worked nipples I felt a pang of pain, really sharp and acid, for the loads of motherly nectar were too great for their tightness. The more aroused I was, the tighter my nipples became, yet the stronger my breasts gushed. “Aaahee!!” This by itself made me moan and gush again while the African was just chuckling, keeping her mouth shut so as to not tempt herself with my outpouring of milk.

Between our bodies, though, something much more awesome laid. Something whose power I had (once again) underestimated. Something much bigger than her balls. Much mightier. Much holier. “Oh, my fucking…!!!” I had to shut my eyes hard and draw blood from my lips by biting them even harder. Between our bodies, going from our crotch up to the very middle of my tits (and beyond) stood her massive, hard pillar of womb destruction: her almighty, superior COCK!!

«Jesus…!!»

The sheer solidity of that monster struck my female soul with awe-inspiriting admiration! The size! The power! Jesus fucking shit! That beast could only be compared to a mountain or a canyon or something of even bigger size and weight! The power inside its veins! The throbbing so intense I could actually hear it! Every time it bulged, it sent shockwaves inside my body, electrifying my muscles! I wanted to crush and dominate that penis, only to find myself completely surrendered to its enormity!

The African chuckled, knowing her member only subdued me even further. Her balls were pressed against my crotch, and only too late I realized that, by allowing them such proximity to my cunt, I basically had signed my death warrant: the orgasms just kept piling until they hurt me, and tears of pain left my eyes as sharp, painful whimpers did my mouth. Still, I embraced that mighty woman, squeezing myself harder against her and… laying my mouth on her meaty cock head!

«Fuck!!» How was I even alive?! The orgasms inside me… Jesus! They would have killed any other woman, no matter how powerful! The touch of her awesome penis in my mouth was… divine! That thing was bigger than large, clutched fists, and I was lapping and drooling on it like a thirsty bitch, making it ooze with my saliva as it spewed rivulets of sweet, ambrosia-like lubes. With my arms, legs, and my muscles, I danced on that woman’s body, squeezing my whole self on her, all while I heard Veronica recover her senses and attack her from behind.

“We need…” She struggled, her cunt still orgasming oceans-worth of sex sauce. “We need to defeat her!”

Yes! How meek of me to be reminded of my goals by my much weaker friend! As I slobbered over that gargantuan penis, feeling the semen accumulate, I remembered her words about passivity: «you will learn how being passive and submissive is the greatest strength of all.» Veronica was now attacking the woman’s ass, spreading its massive cheeks with her hands and… fingering her anus! Almost fisting her! Damn, the audacity! What more, the giantess was actually enjoying it!

“Mmrr!!” She purred, and her eyes rolled all the way back again. She closed them and lifted her head, having huge veins grow and throb over her muscles. She was becoming more ripped, more massive, more powerful, all thanks to the energy that was growing inside of her—the arousal that, just like my own, was driving her closer and closer to insanity.

Veronica was now taking charge, wrapping her own mare-like thighs against the woman’s legs and sucking her anus while fingering and sometimes fisting it. For a woman that huge, a whole fist would have felt like a small dick in comparison. Still, it mattered little: I could feel her waist and her hips trembling, and her muscular fibers booming as the heat took spread inside her lower body. She was in heat, and her womb was finally warming up! “Mm!! Mmm!!!” The growls remained inside her throat. It was clear she was working hard not to let them through. Those were not moans, but we were in the right course. At the end, it might had been my pitiful Veronica, whom I looked down upon so often, the one to bring that awesome goddess over the edge, not me. How could that be?!

«Passivity!» I pondered while eating that cockhead greater lust. Yes, that was it! My friend had allowed so much pleasure to explode out of her body that she no longer had the mind-twisting pressure and fire eating her from inside out. She was free! Her gallons of squirt had made her body light and free like a feather, while mine… fuck! I was carrying a whole ocean of juices inside of me, trying so desperately to keep an appearance none of us believed in any more. That was the power of submission!

“I will never surrender to this power!” I looked at the witch in the face, and she opened her eyes to look down upon me. With a surge of energy, I hugged her body harder by the second, creating stretching and booming noises as the pressure between our bodies would have been enough to grind as stone into dust. Slowly, the ground cracked beneath our feet, and them… “Ooof!!” I lifted her! A mere inch over the ground, yes, but still… I lifted her. “You’re not the only one with hidden powers here!”

Her muscles boomed so hard that almost threw my body back. I remained still, however, and crushing her harder still. Her body rose further still, now standing one whole foot above the floor, and I started bending over backwards to keep pulling her even harder. “You grotesque animal! You’re only good for showing off your filthy monster penis!” Pushing the envelope (and the limits of my sanity), I took one arm away from her.

She stood still. Our bodies remained frozen, like a Roman statue depicting two goddess in the middle of a fight. Veronica, which for a long time had been lost in he own lust for Jamila’s body, was lifted along with the goddess’s ass, only now realizing what I had just done. “H-Heather!!” She exclaimed in awe. “You’re so massive!!”

Maybe I was: my arms were rippling with power! Big, fat fucking guns! They throbbed with obscene veins and gallons of blood as hot as lava coursing inside of them. Steam came rushing through my nostrils, and a cocky smile was finally drawn again in my face. I was back. “Stand back, Veronica.”

“Wha-?”

“I SAID!!” I crushed her harder. “STAND!! BACK!!” The walls rumbled. My body throbbed. “I will make her cum myself!”

I attacked her. My choice of words had been very deliberate: I was going to make her cum! Not moan; cum! Just as Veronica dropped her body and fled in fear of my booming voice, I slammed that African cunt on the ground. *Boom!!* In all honesty, a meteor wouldn’t have made such big a mess: as I dropped the woman on the ground, massive cracks threatened to split it into many canyons. Parts of the ceiling fell around us, each enough to crush an elephant under their weight.

I didn’t give a damn. Screw that, screw the world. Screw her! I climbed on the goddess with my full body, not riding her, but trying instead to dominate her like a man on missionary. It was hard to say whether I was fumbling her muscles with my hands or slapping and punching them. Maybe it was both. As I climbed over her crotch, the insanely massive surface of her balls forced themselves into my pussy, feeling me with such heat it was like an incandescent spire of iron had penetrated me. Still, I kept my cool. More than that, actually: I attacked! I twerked on those balls like they were nothing, guiding my left hand to the pussy she hid underneath them.

That woman had everything: the world’s biggest penis, the universe’s fullest balls, a tight, ripped muscle anus tucked between two massive cheeks of pure muscle, and, to top it all off, the world’s most gorgeous, wet tight pussy my fingers had ever felt. “Uuu-ooh!!” I let of a moan and a growl of arousal as the tip of my fingers managed to penetrated the night-unbreakable seal of her pussy labia.

Christ, how tight she was! After they entered her, my fingers were then pulled deeper into her vagina! I no longer had any control on them! The pussy was eating them all up without her making any discernible effort. “Fuck!” I let escape a whimper of pain. Fuck! That was hard! I could feel the suction and the intense motion of her inner membranes suckling on my fingers. It was animalistic! «Fuck! How much control does she have on her own body?!»

Absolute! Her legs, her abs, her biceps, all her muscles, everything was rumbling with intense power. There was no reason for her pussy—the core of her femaledom—to be any different! As I whimpered, her pussy ate up my fingers. I had inserted two in it, yet the pussy labia soon swallowed a third finger into itself. Despite possessing a titanic penis and balls to intimidate five pairs of bulls, the monster woman also had a hard clit on her pussy.

Her genitalia was both astounding and complete, and it amazed me by how tender and small her clitoris seemed in comparison to… well, everything else. It was so beautiful and delicate, as little as my pinky, yet hard like a pebble sticking from her body. I struck that clit with my thumb and felt the waves of energy spreading away from her crotch. The titan roller her eyes, biting her lower lip as she fought against the temptation to lift her legs in pleasure. Still, she spread her legs a little further, accepting my laying over her body.

“You fucking… you fucking…!!” I wanted to insult her, to denigrate her, but couldn’t contain my raging passion, my undying love for that Amazon as my face lied so close to both her tits and her jaw-dropping abs. “Fuck! Your abs are so sculpted and hard!!” I proclaimed loud and clear as I lowered my mouth on her belly and slurped all over her massive muscular canyons. Her insane abdomen was like a whole geography in and on itself: the sunken valleys between her muscles were so deep and tight they both pulled my tongue inward and squeezed it. My saliva promptly began to fill those canyons, yet she was so huge—so humongous, so insanely giant—that even after minutes of sucking and slurping, I had failed to fill those abs.

I fumbled her left thigh with my right hand, panting and gasping as I lost myself in its masculine hardness. “You’re so sculpted!” I gushed. “So… muscular!!” My clit was getting hard like a small penis. A had a beautiful, delicate rosy clit atop my tight pussy—a “lady clit,” like many girl lovers complimented it—yet I was getting aroused like a roid-filled weightlifter while worshipping that impossible body. My palm went to the side of her buttocks, feeling the unyielding titanium texture of her muscle under her velvety skin. Her sweaty skin was both leather and silk, a very smooth, flawless surface with only barely perceptible twinges of ruggedness atop—like a little bitterness on the world’s most delicious sweet.

I tried to recompose myself by attacking her pussy. I finally reverted to the offensive there, yet it was… «fuck!!» So fucking hard! As my fingers began to stimulate her insides, I was affronted by the insane smoothness of her mucous walls. Like… fuck! I knew vaginas, I loved them, but I never felt anything remotely similar! It was as if all the best vaginas in the world had coalesced into a single, super cunt which also had the muscular power of a bull! It was inhumane! “God damn, girl!!” I let go louder and louder proclamations: “your pussy’s perfect!!”

As my fingers attacked the walls of her cunt, I could feel her juices pilling up. Soon, it was like I had stuck my fingers into a succulent, recently-cut piece of beef: the sweetness was sloshing inside like a little sack of sugary water! *Slosh-slosh-slosh!* My fingers were burned by the superhuman heat of her lubes, which soon began to squirt out of her pussy—not exactly orgasms as they were mere byproducts of both the pressure and my movements. Still, that shit was hot! I could feel the steam hitting my wrist. My fingers penetrated her deeper and harder, sinking on the gorgeous walls of her cunt, trying desperately to find their way to her holy cervix.

Her womb! I could feel the power of her womb rumbling, booming, spreading its aura of heat and fertility as my fingers drew closer. It was like… damn! Her womb was made of gold! I could hear the juices splashing and squirting from her tiny cervix—something that was anatomically impossible for any girl, but just casual and nonchalant for that perfect woman. Goddamn! How much I hate how perfect she was!

“H-Heath…”

I stretched out my right arm in a warning: “don’t you dare touch her, you dumb blonde! She is my lay! Mine!!” Yet I was being laid by her much more than I was laying her, even though I stood on top, riding my freaking crotch on her fucking monster balls. “God!!” My eyes went to the top of my skull, and I held back a tremendous orgasm which threatened to literally expel my brain out from my eye sockets. Fuck!! That was a volcano erupting at the speed of a lightning just now! “Fuck!!” My scream reverbed into the space, and the African twirled under my body, vibrating tenderly as I shook so aggressively. Taking one arm from the ground, she grabbed Veronica by the neck. “I promised I would not interfere, and I won’t, but you two will need your combined power to stimulate me. At this pace, little Heather…” her vagina hardened! “…you will fail to even make me grunt, let alone… moan!”

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Two muscle queens clash with an African Futa goddess!

We were staggered as we stood before the gates of her estate. The hills which led up to her house, no, her mansion were green and sprawling, a fitting setting for the arena where she conquered so many hearts and bodies.

Veronica, standing beside me, couldn’t get her act together as the Uber left us there. “No, wait!” She gestured to the car, but the driver didn’t see her. “Heather, can you pinch me, please? Are you really seeing what I’m seeing?”

Hell yeah, I was, and I was biting my lower lip with so much envy. “This can’t be true.” My fists roared as I tightened my grip. “She must be renting this fucking place!”

As the gates opened before us, we heard her sexy, thunderous voice rumbling from the speaker: “you came in an Uber? Too bad.” She sounded so mocking! “It’s gonna be a long walk to here. I wish you could save all your energy but, tsc, I’m all alone here, so I can’t order one of the cars to you.” We looked at each other, wondering just how much wealth she concealed in that property. “Just follow the trail. You’ll get here eventually.”

It took us ten minutes—ten freaking minutes!—to walk all the way up to her modern, Silicon Valley-style mansion at the top of those breathtaking hills. Not that the activity was any pain for us, honestly—it was actually refreshing—but the vastness of her estate really got to our nerves before we’d even had a chance to see her. It was like fighting a mosquito with an atomic bomb! She had no sense of fairness whatsoever!

As we walked, we pondered just how could a woman like her be possible. “Is she some kinda of African heir of something? She came from Nigeria, right? Well, that country has a lot of princes.”

“What are you even saying.” I tried to smile as I looked to Veronica. She had come a long way since we were discharged from the college hospital. For three whole days we did nothing but to train, train, and train, abstaining from sex and even masturbation, eating only the best of foods and injecting ourselves with enough supplements to tune up our bodies to near superhuman levels.

As we strolled up those mighty hills, no one could say the training hadn’t yielded results. Veronica was at least fifty pounds heavier than usual, with two or three inches added to her already-impressive 6-feet-1-inch of height. Her tits made coarse, bubbly noises as they bounced so heavily, like huge, dense metal objects being dragged on an iron floor. Her ass was atomic, a supersonic rear capable of cracking boulders if she sat on them, and her legs… oh, god! I was losing my cool just by looking at those long, divinely-sculpted legs, both delicate and powerful, the steel-hard legs anyone would expect from an Amazonian princess.

Her long, platinum blond hair swung on her back, its tips grazing the immense bulge of her buttocks in her tight jeans. “You’re delicious today.”

Looking at me, she flexed her guns. “After so much train- Oh god!” She jumped back, startled, and I smiled as I saw her sleeve being torn apart by her swelling biceps. Once she got past her initial scare, she chuckled, then she flexed both her biceps. “You see this? This shirt was lose at the start of the weekend, and now…” She roared. The cloth was torn in several different places, the bulging of her six-, near eight-pack abs testing the strength of her shirt in her belly. “I’m fucking shredded! Bet I can even kick your ass if I wanted to!”

I looked at her with dead seriousness, and then our walk briefly stopped as I turned to her and reminded her of who exactly she was talking to. Words did not left my mouth. They weren’t needed. Eyes alone could see the foolishness of her remarks, and I gifted hers with the unparalleled superiority of my physique, walking closely towards her as I flexed, grunted, and swelled.

Every piece of my clothes began to shred, the noises like the cracking of thick, dry branches, and then I held my hands together in front of my belly, ready to give her just a taste of my overall power. With barely half an inhale, I hardened my entire physique: my shoulders bulged like two walls besides my neck, which itself became thicker than the leg of a man, and the veins became visible even under the thickest parts of my clothing. The cloth was torn and shredded as my abs obtained inhuman hardness, and the area on my cleavage was completely ripped open by the swelling of my breasts. In a single hold of my breath, I kept expanding, with my head getting higher and higher as my body grew bulkier and bulger.

“Mmm!!” I tried to keep my cool, but the energy inside me was like a volcano or a little sun, enough to give birth to another universe if I so chose to. “Grrr!!!” Huffing and puffing, I began to groan and roar as this energy was converted into sheer muscular power. My usual 6-feet-4-inches of height turned to 6-feet-5, then 6-feet-6, then eventually… “Jesus!” Veronica stepped back. “Fucking!” Again, she stepped back. “Christ!!” I rose to 6-feet-7-inches before my sleeves were completely torn open, pieces of rag falling from my arms as my muscles continued to expand and grown and bloat.

If Veronica was the princess of all Amazons, I was the fucking goddess. There was no way even her hardest training could have surpassed mine in those past four days of agonizing celibacy. We had trained apart, making a conscious choice not to even see each other, for Lord knows how much longer we’d be able to stay celibate after seeing each other’s increasingly muscular, increasingly sexier physiques. The abstinence helped create a mystique around us, as well as to hide from her the true nature of my power—and how incomparably greater than her I had become. “Do you want power?” I took another breath. “This is power!!”

My shirt literally exploded! It was a mess, yet it was so satisfying. Veronica stood still as pieces of cloth whipped her body, one long strap even covering her eyes. Once she took it away, her jaw dropped as she saw me growing like the Hulk, my muscles bulging around the remaining pieces of cloth, the straps and strands tearing up and stretching out noisily. My legs were as huge as tree trunks, and my ass was so titanic as for each buttock literally weight more than a multiple cannon balls. I was at the height of human power, and my effortless flex still kept breaking new record at every second.

Veronica kept stepping back, her lightning-fast heart beats audible to my super sensitive ears. “What the f-!” She covered her mouth as she saw me grow to near seven feet of height. My growth would look even faster and scarier if the ground wasn’t actually sinking beneath my feet! I was grunted and puffed, I looked down and noticed to depressed areas around my feet, my weight increasing so much the hills themselves weren’t able to support me. Awesome. “Fuck!” Taking another breath, I finally began to feel a pang of effort in all that delirious flexing. “How would you like your goddess to reach seven feet, huh?” I looked at her, pieces of cloth still dangling in my body. “I know you dream of it. Witness the power of a true goddess of muscles, the strongest woman on Earth!” I roared. “The warrior who’s gonna fucking destroy that African cunt!” Then I roared even harder. In a last ditch of power, I puffed out steam through my nose, and my body sprouted the final inches, reaching the seven feet mark while having added fifty extra pounds of muscle just in that last few seconds.

Hot steam was coming out of my mouth as I relaxed my muscles and contemplated myself in my heightened, muscular glory. My relaxed muscles were bigger and harder than any professional male bodybuilder would be when performing in the stage. Raising my head, I saw Veronica struggling to unbutton her jeans skirt, her arousal so great her fingers were fumbling over her hips. “No.” My voice came out stronger, making the leaves of the trees behind me swirl. “Don’t touch yourself.” I pointed up in the hills, to the mansion of that worthless bitch. “Her! We have to use all our power to defeat her!”

Judging by the way Veronica panted and trembled, she no longer saw me as her friend, but as her literal goddess. “Heather!!” She fell on her knees, her eyes tearing up, and the ground caved a little around her. “With a body like this, you won’t need my help!”

I liked that. It made me confident, not to mention horny, but deep inside I still harbored some insecurities. Raising my right arm and making its biceps grow, I wondered what kind of woman could really surpass me. «That’s it. That bitch was only bluffing.» I flexed my other arm, literally hearing each of my muscle fibers expand and grow. «She may be a mighty, horny muscle woman on her own right, and she mighty have actually massacred us both in our usual selves, but now…» I felt my abs singing! «Now… I’m no longer my usual self! I’m not a human. I’m a goddess!» The strands of cloth kept falling and snapping from my body as my muscles throbbed and hardened. «And now this angry goddess is up to slay!»

To the delight of my companion, I lifted Veronica off the ground and laid her on my shoulder, caring her uphill as my steps made coarse sounds on the sinking ground. “Heather! You’re so strong!” She cooed and squealed, fumbling my back with her eager hands. “Holy fucking hell! Look at these!” Her fingers waddled through the endless valleys and crevices of my iron musculature. “It’s like this shit’s made of steel! You… you…!!” Her legs shuttered. She was cumming. “Ooh!!” I heard the juices piling between her legs, drenching her panties, filling it up. She wasn’t exactly squirting, but she was close to it. “You’re impossible, Heather!” She kissed my shoulders deliriously. “You’re the strongest woman ever. Ooh!”

I twirled her body around my shoulders, like an acrobatic trick, and settled her in my arms. Her eyes were swirling around, dizzy, as her face turned to mine. I leaned forward. You could feel the force pulling our lips together, like a magnet. We kissed. I never stopped walking, carrying her like a feather, yet time seemed to stop as we shared that long, romantic kiss. Our mouths did bid farewell to one another until I was standing by the door of her massive house, staring at it dumbfounded as my friend returned to the ground. Soon, we were both equally speechless.

“Heather…”

“I know.” I held her hand. We squeezed each other’s palms. “I’m angry too.”

We kissed one more time. To our shock, then, the door opened. Our breaths were taken away, this time for real: I felt my insides swelling and screaming for oxygen, my body trembling and desperate to run away, as my eyes fell over that gorgeous creature standing inside the palace. “Well, hi.” She greeted us, her lioness voice making our ears rumble. “I see you dared start without me.”

Before we could say I word, before I could even open my mouth to affront her, that beast of a woman pulled us both inside. We almost tripped over our feet and fall flat on the ground as we entered. The powerful African closed the door, her arms rumbling under her over-stretched sleeves as she performed the motion. The smooth, gray doors seemed to be made of something very heavy, stone carved out of mountains, as their closing made the entire palace tremble.

What a palace it was. We were being attacked on all senses as we looked around the place, startled, flabbergasted by its immensity. “Jesus…!” The place was minimalistic, almost crystal-like, with the walls made out of light-colored stone and the ceilings made of, if not glass, something shiny and transparent. There were two big ponds in front of us, with rivers of clear water trailing the walls into the depths of that palace, and smooth waterfalls sliding down said walls to refill them. Everywhere we looked, we were affronted with a kind of grandness and luxury only billionaires and Arab kings could afford—and the Queen of such palace, walking loud and hard behind us, knew very well the effect her possessions had on her subjects.

“It’s a neat, cozy place.” She said, her voice reverbing inside of us. We stood uneasily before her, trying to feign a strength that was no longer there. “I fuck all my lays here.”

Fuck, she was straight. As straight as only kings and emperors could be. Her eyes and mine soon met, recognizing ourselves as each other’s biggest challenges. While I was stiff and weird, trying to feign a strength that no longer was there, she was graceful and calm, knowing full well the fight was won before it even started.

Then, she made a little bow, and we both looked at each other, wondering just what the hell she was planning. “I’m afraid it might not be big or strong enough for you two.” As she stood upright again, her eyes had a different, demonic gleam to them. “You’re fine. The first fine people I met in this country.” She cracked her knuckles. We saw her biceps bulge. “I will have a lot of fun fucking your bodies.”

I stepped forward. “You worthless cunt!”

“Oh.”

Despite my strong words and my aggressive pose, my fists were trembling. Little by little, more parts of my body joined them in their shaking: my arms, my voice, my breast… I could barely hide my fear as that monster bought my challenge and gave one step closer to me. «Holy shit!!» The distance between us had blinded me for her true height; even ten feet apart from each other, that massive transfer student was noticeably taller than me. «How tall is she?!»

Her grim! Fuck! The smugness in it was driving me craz- “I’m seven feet and three inches, for your information.”

Our jaws dropped. “W-what?”

She stepped closer again. Nine feet separated us. Still, it looked (and felt) she was breathing down on my neck. Her power was overwhelming! The aura emanating for her body distorted the space around it, creating a dizzy vortex along her silhouette. As our bodies warmed up, with a special boiling focused on our pelvises, her grim became wider and cockier. “Fuck you, you white, blond whore.” Her voice never lost it smoothness. Her tone was peaceful and calm. “I know what you are thinking, so I’m giving you the answer.” Her body appeared to swell as she flexed her muscles involuntarily, her dark, silky clothes stretching under such atomic power. She had nukes for biceps and planets for breasts. It was like an elemental, universal creature approaching us, and with each rumbling of her breath I felt myself smaller and shorter, more and more insignificant.

“I’m usually six feet nine, but I knew you wouldn’t come here unprepared.” Her eyes were like lasers upon our bodies. God! She was almost undressing us with her gaze! My body, which was already partially revealed, became completely naked as she took another step and the entire house, I swear, quaked with her step. “You’re hard. I can see your bodies are in peak condition. Oh, it’s wonderful, isn’t it?” She raised her arms. Our hearts stopped. “The power that courses in the veins of our muscular bodies! The most beautiful thing is a woman’s body, a lady silhouette covered with layers and layers of muscles.” She flexed her right arm. Not even that, really: she just moved her fist a little and her sleeves… *streeetch!* Both of them were torn in the middle, revealing the breathtaking bulge of her light-brown biceps, complete with the thickest, biggest vein we’d ever seen in such a muscle! “The power to tear a man in half with our bare hands… to make them scream, learn their proper place…” She lowered her arms, looking much wider than she did before. Every inch of her clothes was on the brink, the leather and silk of her elaborate model trembling under the powerful rumble of her musculature. “The power to pound their anuses with our fingers like they were horse cocks… or to make ladies squirt rivers with a single finger… like this one.” She lifted the index finger of her right hand to me, then curled it. The entire sleeve of her right arm exploded, leaving straps to fall slowly on the ground. *gulp!* Upon seeing her, I felt my feet standing on nothing. Pure void. The simple motion seemed to excite every fiber of her titanic arm, which was much bulkier and harder than mine.

The goddess tore off the remaining straps from her arm and gave its muscles a long look. “Oops.” She turned to us. “You know how it is. Sometimes, we just can’t hold back our power, can we?” She giggled, and we both stepped back as we felt a very malicious aura coming from her. “What’s the matter? You’re not afraid of me, are you?” She stepped forward. The entire place trembled, and a crack appeared under her foot. “You spent the whole week training, growing hard and massive like you are now, and I don’t doubt you’ve reached the pinnacle of physical perfection you white, Western chicks can get.” Another step. We heard the hardening of her muscles like truck tires beings stretched. “That’s why I trained too. I didn’t want you bitches to come here looking taller than I was. That’s why I’m over seven feet now. Once I’m done with you,” another step. Steam was coming out of her mouth and nose, “I would have grown past eight feet. I will have probably added another thousand pounds or two to my muscles, even though I won’t need to used them all.” She winked. “Trust me, dears, you won’t want me to. This vast summer palace you see here will already be completely leveled by me going 3% on your asses.” She chuckled. “God knows what would happen if I went full-power on you. Dear!” Her eyes! Pure tiger look. “Only time I went over 5%, I destroyed a whole city back in Africa, leaving a trail of bodies in my wake. Four hundred of the mightiest warriors in my continent laid destroyed, fuck-drunk, unconscious in my trail of spunk, their asses stretched and their bellies bulging with all the seed I’d gushed inside them. I took their wives and bred them too. You see,” her teeth shimmered, “I really care about breeding, even though I’m still fairly young, barely a month over eighteen.” Our hearts sank. She…! “You!!” Her knuckles were cracked. The shockwaves echoed in our hearts. “Taking your white, Western wombs will be one of the biggest delights in my life. I just hope you’re worth it. Not just ‘all show,’ you see. God knows how disappointed I am in many of you white chicks. You little, infertile wombs just can’t compare to our African gods dicks.”

“B-b-but…” Veronica still didn’t get it. Points, though, for being the first to speak: “but you’re a woman, aren’t y-?” She shut up as I lifted my warm in front of her. No need wasting time with words. If anything, her long speech only betrayed insecurity—or so I told myself. If there was a time to attack, that time was…

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A giant bull feeds his woman with his massive, swollen ball

The room was a crime scene, one that showed me exactly what was in store for me: hundreds of women passed out, beaten into submission by a virile cock, squirming and trembling on the floor, experiencing massive orgasms even while unconscious. That room alone had about sixty “corpses” floating on hundreds of thousands of gallons of semen, and much more was pouring from the holes in the ceiling. Some bodies were falling along with the semen, building piles of flesh near me, and a few women were literally glued to the ceiling by the virile spunk, staying there, still and unconscious, like little flies on a spider’s web.

I had the biggest ball in the world in my mouth. The man’s powerful testicle was slightly larger than an American football, and I had it all in my mouth, its lower half invading my throat, a ball that was longer and thicker than any penis I had tasted before. My stud smiled to me, sometimes looking around to the destruction he had wrought and taking a deep breath, making his chest swell to even more outrageous proportions. “Isn’t that a nice sight, slut?” He asked, his voice making the room shake. I quivered and came, “biting” his balls, or rather, squeezing it with contractions of my mouth and throat, for not one inch inside of me was left free by that gargantuan organ. “That was a nice quickie to empty my sack.” He kept saying, feeling his ball throb and refill itself in my mouth.

The arrogant stud was flexing the muscles, making his dick jump and hit my head like a baseball bat. That cocky horse! I wish I had only a fraction of his strength to teach him a lesson… but I didn’t! I was just one of those hundreds of sluts he consumed; nothing but a Brazilian bombshell awaiting their same fate: to sleep, passed out on a puddle of spunk, after he had fecundated me with gallons of his jizz.

Despite my agony, I was cumming already. I had never stopped cumming, in fact, since that stallion started punishing cunt after cunt before me, about five hours ago, and I passed out countless times as I saw him tirelessly ravishing over three hundred bodies like the divine stud he was.

Three hundred women feel before me like they were nothing. Half of them were muscular bombshells and sturdy Amazons of incredible muscle mass, stamina, and power! The other half were “classically beautiful and feminine” ladies with tall bodies, thin waists, massive breasts, outrageous asses, and long, well-toned legs that could kick like mares, and they too knew their way around hordes of studs.

None of the girls was inexperienced; none of them was naïve in terms of sex and power; and all of them were destroyed by that stallion like they were literally fucked, penetrated, and jizzed on by an army of Spartan knights.

The man nutted so much and so hard that a single spray from his penis was enough to cover a whole wall of those vast rooms in goo. When his monster cock was firmly lodged in a womb, the female body expanded like a balloon, bursting rocket-jets of jizz through her over-stretched cunt, crying and panting as that male fecundated her a thousand times over in under a second. Then, three hundred and nine other cunts followed. The beast was unstoppable, and even as he was fucking the last few women of that harem, he hadn’t even broken a single bead of sweat.

As the monster stood powerful and hard before me, I knew I was before a god of pure virility. Three hundred and nine bodies floated on about five million gallons of human seed across five floors of that skyscraper, and yet the man looked fresh and ready like I was his very first woman—all of that “quickie,” just like he said, to get his dick warmed up.

I felt the monster on my head as I struggled to know what to do with that gigantic ball inside me. The sensations were too overwhelming, in fact, for me to keep my sense of time and space intact. Fucking hell, that prick! That godforsaken prick! Any size queen like me would kill to have a prick just as ten times smaller than that one, and even the dirtiest of minds wouldn’t conceive genitalia so outrageously, so humongously gigantic!

His prick rest in my head, semi-hard, satiated after all that intense fucking, and it measured thirty-three inches long. It looked minuscule, in fact, compared to how it was when the monster was fucking at nearly full power, yet even in its “tame” shape it was longer than three of the biggest dicks any woman could ever had—and that’s not including its girth, which added another layer of obscene virility to its shape.

The semi-soft cock was so thick two full hands could only barely wrap themselves around its girth. That was a dick so ridiculously thick (and heavy!) that it was easier measuring its width that its actual girth: six full inches in the middle of its body, with seven inches on the widest part of its head. Goddamn it, I felt that beast hitting and whipping my back like it was a living creature! The way it throbbed and moved above me was monstrous, like almost a separate entity from that god’s body.

The veins! Jesus Christ, the veins of that beast! I caressed it with one hand, gushing gallons through my cunt as I climaxed and fell on wind whirl of pleasure simply by touching the hard surface of that veiny monster! To me, the only cock that’s worth worshipping is a veiny one, and that stud had veins to spare in the surface of his monster cock: the roadmap of thick, throbbing veins and pulsating arteries was so large that my fingers barely ever touched the actual meat of the cock itself! Some veins were almost a full inch thick, adding to the obscene girth of that horse member—if “horses,” of course, were twice as endowed and five times as hard and powerful.

The blood! Holy fuck, I could squeeze those veins and they wouldn’t bulge! That’s how hard they were! The blood coursed through them in inhuman speeds; so fast that it would probably flow through the entire body of an average men in three seconds or less! Its speed was such that, if I merely touched one vein with my fingers, I could literally feel the blood cells speeding through the canal, fueling that cock with as much blood as the body of a bull.

My other hand squeezed and fondled the monster’s right testicle, which was growing fatter and heavier with his outrageous piles of jizz. «Holy fucking Christ!» My mind raced. «This bull doesn’t stop making seed!!» You could hear the sloshing sounds of the jizz being pumped into the sack from the other side of them room. If you were like me, touching that god-like testicle, you would feel the fat waves of milk being formed in the surface of the testicle, then running like long, fertile “slugs” along its ducts, which grew fatter as insane amounts of that jizz were produced.

I could feel all of that jizz in my mouth. In fact, I could literally taste it! The monster was so virile that the jizz poured through the skin of his testicle and literally dripped anywhere he stood at; he was a bull so powerful and so ludicrously lush that he literally sweat spunk! I could feel this in my hands, which slowly got stained with jizz, as well as in my mouth, which was desperately stretched by a full egg of that monster.

My stud buckled his hips, hitting my head slightly—“slightly” for him, I mean, because for me even the most delicate of motions felt like a lower hook to my chin! I reveled on that fact that my worshiping was giving him pleasure, and I decided to show him that, though I was no more than a slut to his heart, I was at least the mightiest, sturdiest of sluts he’d ever get to fuck in his life. «Very well, stallion. You have enough cock for a hundred men, but my body is worth two hundred women.» Channeling all my energy to my muscles, I felt my blood boil as I prepared my revenge. «Do you seek pleasure? Very well. I will give you pleasure, my horse!»

With internal contractions of my throat synchronized with expert movements of my lips and suctions of my mouth, I started to “squeeze” and massage that testicle in my mouth. I could make my inner walls vibrate while my muscles “crushed” the cock very gently, very gently, adding lightning bolts of pleasure to the bull’s body. The man grunted and grabbed my hair with both hands. I smiled, knowing I was in the right track. I redoubled my efforts, filling the room with his grunts and taking in my face the full power of his buckling hips. The stud was in heat, and I was adding coal to his fire! Awesome!

Jizz started drooling on my left hand, which so vigorously caressed his right testicle. Fuck! I came a big one when I saw the entire surface of that god-like testicle oozing with sperm! For the love of god, how virile was that bull! Jizz was coming so hard from him that my arm soon got completely covered on it, and the juice loudly splashed on the ground, which itself was a three-feet-deep layer of scorching spunk.

My mind couldn’t process the full extent of his virility while my mouth was completely filled with the same spunk. I could feel the semen production accelerated in his testicles, and within a second I was literally drinking throat-fulls of his spunk, filling my stomach with a gallon of jizz for every gulp, cramming so much seed inside of me that my nostrils twitched, stretched out, then burst with jizz on my face, sneezing spunk sometimes so hard that I covered the man’s muscles with his semen.

That was so! Much! Jizz!! Though I tried to resist and be strong, my belly soon bulged loudly, stretching the clothed I was still wearing. The buttons of my shirt popped and hit the ground like bullets as my stomach kept inflating with the god-awful load of semen, and the monster gave a cocky laughter, taking the jizz from my nose with his fingers and coating my hair with it. “Worthless slut!” Not so “worthless,” in fact, for at every second he stopped and grunted, resisting the immense pleasure he felt with my suctions on his balls. “Mmrm, you worthless Brazilian bimbo! Why don’t you take these cheap clothes you’re wearing and reveal your hot bod to your stud?” The monster taught about taking my clothes and tearing them with a single hand, but he smiled when seeing my belly and waist inflating with his seed. “Don’t worry. They are going to be torn up by themselves.”

Then, to my shock, the monster took one deep breath and roared, making all this muscles bulge and swell so hard my face almost got punched by his mighty abs! His physique was the stuff of legends! The mightiest of bodybuilders couldn’t match even his legs and his arms alone! That man was literally as big and as muscular as the biggest, most muscular breeding bull, and every time he flaunted his power (like he did then), his body turned into hard, indestructible mountain—so fucking solid and rigid he could literally deflect bullets with his musculature alone.

«Fuck!!» My mind was slowly shattered as the events happened way faster than it could process. «This dick… fuck!!» I felt the mighty snake throbbing on my head. «Someone could shoot thick cock at point blank and then bullet would ricochet, like a bar of pure iron!» I was right, but that wasn’t my immediate concern as my mouth and my body were invaded… «god!!»… by the biggest, heaviest load of spunk I’d ever tasted! «Jesus fucking Christ!!»

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He’s a baby-making machine, and she is his favorite brooding mare! (or: A super giant alpha stud is finally ready to BREED his favorite Brazilian Amazon with endless loads of his fruitful, fertile semen)

Three hundred women feel before me like they were nothing. Half of them were muscular bombshells and sturdy Amazons of incredible muscle mass, stamina, and power! The other half were “classically beautiful and feminine” ladies with tall bodies, thin waists, massive breasts, outrageous asses, and long, well-toned legs that could kick like mares, and they too knew their way around hordes of studs.

None of the girls was inexperienced; none of them was naïve in terms of sex and power; and all of them were destroyed by that stallion like they were literally fucked, penetrated, and jizzed on by an army of Spartan knights.

The man nutted so much and so hard that a single spray from his penis was enough to cover a whole wall of those vast rooms in goo. When his monster cock was firmly lodged in a womb, the female body expanded like a balloon, bursting rocket-jets of jizz through her over-stretched cunt, crying and panting as that male fecundated her a thousand times over in under a second. Then, three hundred and nine other cunts followed. The beast was unstoppable, and even as he was fucking the last few women of that harem, he hadn’t even broken a single bead of sweat.

As the monster stood powerful and hard before me, I knew I was before a god of pure virility. Three hundred and nine bodies floated on about five million gallons of human seed across five floors of that skyscraper, and yet the man looked fresh and ready like I was his very first woman—all of that “quickie,” just like he said, to get his dick warmed up.

I felt the monster on my head as I struggled to know what to do with that gigantic ball inside me. The sensations were too overwhelming, in fact, for me to keep my sense of time and space intact. Fucking hell, that prick! That godforsaken prick! Any size queen like me would kill to have a prick just as ten times smaller than that one, and even the dirtiest of minds wouldn’t conceive a genitalia so outrageously, so humongously gigantic!

His prick rest in my head, semi-hard, satiated after all that intense fucking, and it measured thirty-three inches long. It looked minuscule, in fact, compared to how it was when the monster was fucking at nearly full power, yet even in its “tame” shape it was longer than three of the biggest dicks any woman could ever had—and that’s not including its girth, which added another layer of obscene virility to its shape.

The semi-soft cock was so thick two full hands could only barely wrap themselves around its girth. That was a dick so ridiculously thick (and heavy!) that it was easier measuring its width that its actual girth: six full inches in the middle of its body, with seven inches on the widest part of its head. Goddamn it, I felt that beast hitting and whipping my back like it was a living creature! The way it throbbed and moved above me was monstrous, like almost a separate entity from that god’s body.

The veins! Jesus Christ, the veins of that beast! I caressed it with one hand, gushing gallons through my cunt as I climaxed and fell on wind whirl of pleasure simply by touching the hard surface of that veiny monster! To me, the only cock that’s worth worshipping is a veiny one, and that stud had veins to spare in the surface of his monster cock: the roadmap of thick, throbbing veins and pulsating arteries was so large that my fingers barely ever touched the actual meat of the cock itself! Some veins were almost a full inch thick, adding to the obscene girth of that horse member—if “horses,” of course, were twice as endowed and five times as hard and powerful.

The blood! Holy fuck, I could squeeze those veins and they wouldn’t bulge! That’s how hard they were! The blood coursed through them in inhuman speeds; so fast that it would probably flow through the entire body of an average men in three seconds or less! Its speed was such that, if I merely touched one vein with my fingers, I could literally feel the blood cells speeding through the canal, fueling that cock with as much blood as the body of a bull.

My other hand squeezed and fondled the monster’s right testicle, which was growing fatter and heavier with his outrageous piles of jizz. «Holy fucking Christ!» My mind raced. «This bull doesn’t stop making seed!!» You could hear the sloshing sounds of the jizz being pumped into the sack from the other side of them room. If you were like me, touching that god-like testicle, you would feel the fat waves of milk being formed in the surface of the testicle, then running like long, fertile “slugs” along its ducts, which grew fatter as insane amounts of that jizz were produced.

I could feel all of that jizz in my mouth. In fact, I could literally taste it! The monster was so virile that the jizz poured through the skin of his testicle and literally dripped anywhere he stood at; he was a bull so powerful and so ludicrously lush that he literally sweat spunk! I could feel this in my hands, which slowly got stained with jizz, as well as in my mouth, which was desperately stretched by a full egg of that monster. My stud buckled his hips, hitting my head slightly—“slightly” for him, I mean, because for me even the most delicate of motions felt like a lower hook to my chin! I reveled on that fact that my worshiping was giving him pleasure, and I decided to show him that, though I was no more than a slut to his heart, I was at least the mightiest, sturdiest of sluts he’d ever get to fuck in his life. «Very well, stallion. You have enough cock for a hundred men, but my body is worth two hundred women.» Channeling all my energy to my muscles, I felt my blood boil as I prepared my revenge. «Do you seek pleasure? Very well. I will give you pleasure, my horse!»

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A few more pages of the world’s BIGGEST ALPHA breeding his harem of voluptuous females with his SUPERSIZED 40in+ MEGA STALLION COCK!

«Jesus fucking Christ!» My legs were shaking and my heart was almost bursting through my throat as I saw five inches of that eight-inch-thick man-rod pierce through the woman’s mouth, stretching her whole face like she was an anaconda eating up an antelope.

The monster kept pulling her body on his rod, making more inches of his dick rise from her mouth as her buttocks approached his balls. He started to thrust his hips, and his massive, throbbing testicles were hitting her back and her cunt with full force. The woman had passed out, that’s for sure, but that didn’t stop the stud from enjoying every inch of her amazing body. “God!!” He looked down to her fit, slightly-muscular back, “it’s been so long since I don’t bottom a woman!!” And I watched in absolute horror as that man pulled her body all the way to his balls, cramming her buttocks against his testicles, then power-slamming her madly as he roared and released steam throughout his whole body.

She was something of an “average” woman in terms of heigh, and her body covered “only” twenty-seven inches of that god penis. From her mouth, another fifteen-to-twenty inches of cock slid back-and-forth, her body anally impaled by that Shiva-like endowment. It was obscene, it was horrifying, and it got us all cumming and screaming like crazy as eighty-something cunts turned to the ceiling and showered the room in a divine flood of pussy nectar. “God!!” We screamed, oh, how hard we screamed. “Please, stud, fuck us!!! Fuck us, stud, fuck us all!!!” I was among those screaming ladies. None of us, after all, was too good for that stud.

The stallion enjoyed that body, however, for twenty minutes more until he finally got bored of feeling her buttocks against his balls. He violently popped her out of his dick and hosed her battered, bruised body with rivers of his jizz, which he kept cumming just as hard as if that was his first load. The room was already a mess when we arrived at it, but now the place was literally covered under two feet of hot jizz. We wailed around that spunk like flies trapped on a spider’s net, and the monster looked around the place with annoyance, realizing that even that big room wasn’t enough to contain all his masculinity.

“We go down.” He said simply and brutishly, and with both his powerful hands he grabbed not two, not three, not even four, but six women by their hair, three pairs per hand. Slowly and mightily, with his dick still shooting spunk on the ceiling, the monster pulled their bodies to the stairs, then lifted them up to his shoulders as he started walking down.

The beast was so big and muscular he could easily fit two women side-by-side in his shoulder, then balance a third women on top of those two, strolling down the stairs. As he selected one of these ladies to fuck, he proceeded to fuck her just as casually as someone reading the morning newspaper while eating their breakfast—a multitasking effort that would be literally impossible for any other stud, or even an army of studs!

Aaah!! Aaah!! Aaahee!!” The woman screamed and came her heart out through her cunt as the man pierced her and—what else!—unloaded gallons in her womb, stretching her out to a bursting point before popping her from his dick and dropping her carelessly on the ground. We all followed the beast as the spunk flowed down the stairs, and the man nonchalantly picked another woman from his shoulder like someone picking a fresh, low-hanging fruit from a tree.

He fucked her. Pump after pump after pump we heard her womb, belly, and ribcage getting bigger and fatter and heavier, and then her pussy started exploding with jizz as the monster roared, grunted, and whined like a horse, then simply lifted her up and dropped her on the ground, his massive cock shooting even stronger gallons on the ceiling as he picked a third woman and fecundated her with expert ease.

By the time he got to the lower floor, his sixth lay had been dropped on the steps, cum-ridden, jizz-bloated, fucked beyond her wildest dreams, squirming and screaming while unconscious, suffering from so many orgasms that literal jolts of electricity burst from her cunt. Before he even ventured inside that new room, he turned around and picked the closest woman to him, lifting her and cramming her cunt on his dick, filling her up instantly as he literally jumped into the air while thrusting on her so damn hard!

The poor gal screamed as the monster laughed. When he landed, his feet drilled two holes on the ground. The entire room shook and all the remaining windows exploded—their glass turned to dust!—and the god laid with that body on the ground to power-slam her until all our bodies were jumping with the force of his thrusts.

The monster crushed her back against the floor, which cracked and caved under his power. Their bodies were being dragged forward by the kinetic force of his thrusts, drilling a vast trench on the ground, at points so deep that the pipelines were once again exposed behind the woman’s back—and the monster fuck like this until he was at the other side of the room, pounding her so hard they were in danger of leaping into the precipice. “Cum, my whore.” He said to her, though she had already passed out a long time ago.

He came and came and came, and her pussy exploded with juice as her belly grew and grew and grew, and the monster lifted her waist as he stood up to pierce her diagonally, changing the force of his thrusts downwards. Then… he pounded her! The rest is pretty much routine: thrust after thrust after thrust came and went as her body drilled the pipeline and made water explode all around them, flooding the room. “Fuck!!” The man retrieved his prick from her temporarily and aimed it down, sealing the hole with the thickness of his semen.

After about fifty gallons of semen had been hosed into the pipes, the monster reinserted his still-cumming rod in the woman, nutting like a crazed stallion before pounding her with utter brutality, lifting her torso off the floor for a split-second, then cramming her back on it so hard that the spunk splashed all around us and the ground beneath then creaked, cracked, and sunk. I don’t know what was so special about that bitch, but the monster did her for five minutes with his dick almost fully hard (46 inches) before letting her go and grabbing two more women from the pile around him. “You now!” He said to the bitches, which he crammed against his cock like a sandwich.

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Seedmaker – A giant super stud breeds his fertile earthling

It’s been thirty days since I had been “abducted” by this weird alien species and I haven’t yet seen all the stuff they so emphatically promised me.

I was getting bored and impatient, indeed, though my material comforts were hardly to complain about. Actually, an “abduction” wouldn’t be the best way to describe what they did to me; it was more like, uh, being a valuable asset in a scientific experiment with no deadline in sight. Something like that.

“So… you’re asking me to be your slave?” I asked them a month ago, when the opportunity was presented to me by their weird “messenger.”

“No.” Came the voices from the black box; many different voices all in one, talking in a weird, mechanical unison. “You’ll be free to do everything you want… within the confines of the mansion we prepared for you.” They continued. “You will have only one obligation: birthing as many children of our studs as you can. This will be done for as long as you remain fertile, and you won’t be able to leave the compound any earlier. As soon as you become fertile again, you will be impregnated. You will have as many children as your body can allow it, and once you cannot give birth to any more children, you will be returned to this Earth with all the rewards we promised.

In my head, I made the calculations. “Ten million dollars?”

“Yes.”

“Per month?? As in… literally every month until I get back?”

“Yes.”

“And inflation…”

“That will be taken into account.”

“Fuck.” The number was too great to be believable. “You say that, if I spend ten years in your, uh, ‘breeding program,’ you gonna pay me well over a billion dollars in today’s money?”

The beings sounded impatient and a little insulted in their replied: “you think your money means anything to us. We could offer you a billion dollars a month if that wasn’t too suspicious for your society. We strive to return you with as little raucous as possible. The least attention we bring to ourselves—to our very existence—the better.”

“Oh, wow.”

“Do we have a deal?”

I had to hold back the urge of laughing at their faces… well, at their “voices.” It was just too unbelievable an offer for me to take at face value. They had just appeared out of nowhere, exactly in the very second I’d turned eighteen, and made me that ludicrous offer out of the blue! There was something fishy there, and I still suspected it was some sort of prank from my girlfriends or something.

“Why all the trouble of asking? If you’re so powerful as you say…”

“The experiment doesn’t work if it’s conducted by forced.” They guessed the question straight out of my lips—or maybe I was just too slow, who cares. “We need strong babies. Healthy babies. The strongest, mightiest specimens of your species, and that doesn’t work if their conception and pregnancy has even the slightest twinge of stress.”

“Mm.” I pondered. “Makes sense.”

“Do you accept out terms, then?”

I looked to the black box, smirking like I wasn’t born yesterday.

“Show me. All this that you promised. The mansion, the estate, the luxur-” *boom!* With a loud snap and a huge change in—I don’t know, “air?”—around me, I was teleported to paradise!

There was no other way to describe it: a fucking paradise. “Wow.” Before me laid huge, sprawling prairies and hills of unmitigated beauty; castles, villas, and mansions tailored for my deepest personal taste; thousands of servants ready to do my every bidding; countless luxuries and comforts that would take me years to describe in detail (and I’m not that patient nor that talented with words, if you haven’t noticed already)!

With another thud, I was put back in the drab, dreary town I lived in. My four-thousand-a-month income as an OnlyFans-Star-slash-fitness-instructor was nothing to scoff at, but it certainly paled in comparison to the prospective of becoming a billionaire while living in massive, luxurious villas while being fucked by (what they promised to be) amazing studs filled with virile power.

Before they got the change of changing their minds, I was in, and quickly I found myself transported to the that paradise god-knows-where in the universe.

“We will come back in thirty days.” The voices in the little box said. “That will be our final confirmation. If you’re willing to proceed, you will breed with our first specimen. If for any reason, however, you feel that’s not your calling…”

“Oh, it is my calling! It is!” I said while chugging that fancy ass glass of champagne, dripping it all over my magnanimous bosom (more about ‘em later, hon).

“In any case, know that, if you change your mind at any point in these thirty days, then we will return you to your Earth. You will receive no compensation whatsoever.”

“Oh, well.” I looked around, a big, dummass smile in my face. “I think I can live with that.”

Worst-case scenario, I got a one-month free stay in the most gorgeous place in the universe.

Fast forward a month, well, and there I was, tapping my feet on the floor, impatiently waiting for the return of the little black box. Rows of dickless servants and flat-chested maids pestered me with their overzealous attention, and I had ordered a few of them replaced due to just how annoying they could be some times.

“Would our lady like some…”

“No.” I crankily replied. “Please, go away. If you can, call those masters of yours and tell them I am waiting.”

“Mm, yes, my lady.”

“I’m tired! And I’m bored!” I laid down on the luxurious divan, rubbing my huge thighs against each other, feeling the immense fire of a pussy that hadn’t got any action for over… “a month! A month without fucking, damn it!”

That had also been, indeed, one of their conditions; the most cruel and ruthless one, and the only condition that seriously tempted me to reconsider my time in that paradise. “You mean I can’t bang for a month?”

“Negative. You will only breed with our selected specimens. No forms of sex are allowed before that. A woman’s fertility is at its peak after a long period of abstinence. That is another condition that must never be broken.”

“Well, can I at least touch myself?”

“Negative.”

“Oh, come on!”

“You can reject our offer if you don’t think you can handle it. We will only demand your abstinence for the first month. After that, you will be breeding every day you want, regardless of whether you’re pregnant or not. In fact, even when you’re pregnant, we strongly urge you to continue having coitus, for the sensations will be great for the development of the babies.”

I raised an eyebrow, already wondering what perverted things they had in store for me. “How can you be so sure these, uh, ‘sensations’ will be so good? I’m a very demanding lady, you know.” I can’t deny: I’d lost my virginity when I was fourteen, and I was the aggressor back then! Ever since, I haven’t stopped fucking with every great piece of ass and muscles and cock that crossed my way, and by the time I was eighteen, I had already collected over two hundred cocks under my belt.

What could I say? I was a tireless, raging nympho with the appetite of a goddess—and certainly a body to match!

The beings simply remained silent for a while before answering in their deadpan, serious-as-hell tone: “you are no match for our breeder. No woman ever was, and you certainly never will be.” Before I could say anything and defend my honor (oh! How dare they say something like that too me? Me?! A prime fucker and avid dick-breaker? A woman who’s crushed the pelvises and tore the penises of over five hundred guys? How dare they?!), they interrupted me: “you think you know pleasure. You know nothing. When our very first breeder starts working with you, you will beg you had never known pleasure so intense or orgasms so powerful. More than anything, you’ll be forced to be honesti with yourself: you not the strongest, nor even the prettiest woman we have gathered from this Earth. Though you are certainly amongst the top 50 women of Earth, you don’t even qualify as the top 25, so we will be giving you our weakest, most scrawny men, and then you can work your way up from there, if you so desire.”

There was a sound of buttons being pressed as those beings checked some data in their mysterious rooms, and I munched on those words, not knowing how to take them. «The fuck? Not even the top 25 prettiest??» I contemplated, barely realizing that being the fifty best-looking women on Earth was a hell of an achievement. «Well, fuck those bastards! If they think I will…» The box interrupted my thoughts with a large boom, however, and my tits stiffened as the beings continued:

“Indeed, you’re the weakest prospect we have found so far, after having collected 22 of the 25 most gorgeous and fertile ladies on Earth. Even they have fallen unconscious with orgasms after a mere thirty-minute pounding of your studs, so you are not expected to last over five minutes with even the weakest, pettiest of them.” I heard more buttons being pressed, and my heart beat hard as I feared that those mystics beings might actually reconsider their offer. “In fact, the first breeder you will have isn’t even one of our official breeders, but merely a ‘test toy’ to see how strong you are. We are accepting ‘samples’ from him, of course, but have in mind that we don’t have high expectations neither for you nor for him.”

I was biting my lips and crossing my legs as I heard those nasty words. “‘Samples,’ you say?” I asked, and they coldly replied:

“Yes. Babies.”

“Fuck.”

“Do you accept our offer?”

Hell I was—though also a little, you know, aggravated by everything they said. «‘Not even the 25 prettiest’ my ass!» I kept angrily repeating in my head as I worked out religiously every single day in the massive gyms they had installed in all those mansions. “Fuck that! I’m gonna show ‘em just how gorgeous and fertile I am!”

Every day I crafted my body to be an obscene testament of fertility and female power, and the results had been showing even as earlier as my fifteens, when my already-big breasts grew to the obscene dimensions they eventually became famous for.

From any angle one looked at, I was a knocker. My height was already something to be envied by even the world’s tallest supermodels: at 6’2ft-tall, I was hard-pressed to find dudes whom I didn’t have to look down to! And that was just the beginning of my “problems” (call these the “problems of the truly blessed,” if you will): second of all, I was ripped. Like, I had always been a very buff and muscular for a girl my age, but in my teens I gained so much muscle I was actually thankful for my freakish height, which indeed allowed me to maintain my distinctly feminine profile.

Even with little gym, I had a four-pack set of muscular abs (that quickly grew into a six-pack after I started working out). My legs were wide monstrosities filled with veins and arteries as thick as fingers, and every time I walked one could hear my muscle fibers hardening and flexing—the swollen, rock-hard muscles of thighs which could tear through dozens of watermelons in sequence.

Indeed, one day my friends decided to add a 20-pound barbell-weight between my thighs and challenged me to test my strength. I flexed my thighs and made them swell immensely on the metal object, and soon enough the barbel was making tearing, rumbling noises as it bent under the pure power of my muscles. I was sweating and feeling my six-pack ache after half-a-minute of that gratuitous display of power, but when all was said and done, we all saw the barbell bent until both weights were touching.

It was official: I was a woman strong enough to bend metal in her thighs! “Who wants to see some fucking power!!!” I flexed like a gym-rat monster in front of the mirrors of my private gym, watching my shoulders bulge, my tits throb, and my arms swell to huge, vein-ridden proportions. I had biceps harder and bigger than probably 90% of dudes, and only incredibly well-endowed, professional bodybuilders were able to beat me in sheer thickness, hardness, and overall muscle definition. “Fucking shredded!

I flexed my biceps, and they danced in the reflection. Beautiful veins covered them, and I kissed and licked them while spotting the huge camel toe that appeared in the tight cloth of my yoga pants. My pussy seemed swollen after a month of abstinence—the long I’d ever been, obviously, ever since losing my virginity. «Holy shit!» I sighed, fighting the urge to finger myself and make out with my own literal reflection!

My feminine features were just as pronounced as my masculine ones—and by that I mean my breasts and my ass, which were as huge as my waist was thin! My massive milk-makers and my huge milk-taker, all primed for only the biggest, most well-endowed men to fuck. «I hope these ‘breeders’ they have are really even half as good as they make them up to be, otherwise I’m gonna be so massively disappointed!» I flexed my chest, and my gigantic knockers bounced up to my chin, pushing and pulling my torso in their aggressive, heavy motions.

Of my 300 pounds of weigh, fifty probably went to my breasts, and another fifty to my buttocks—almost all of it, naturally, pure muscle!

Two huge stains on my chest threatened to ruin those clothes, but that couldn’t be helped; my tits were so fertile they could never stop lactating, especially when I was aroused, and every intercourse I’d ever had ended up in a milk bath drowning the bodies of my lovers, with me either half-assedly apologizing to them or demanding them to suck my tits dry and relieve me from a lot of that burden.

“Fuck!” They were almost always shocked at my taste. “Your milk is thick!” Yep: thick, creamy, and sweet. I was really the full package!

“Then why don’t you drink that sweet milk, baby boy, and relieve momma of this huge weight in her chest?” In the rare instances when my chest had been fully dry, I eventually discovered that their “natural” size was about a double-D—two massive knockers so hard they looked like giant muscles flexed on my chest.

It was my milk too that gave them their smoothness and “bounciness.” Sometimes, I felt only the sky was the limit for their size. «Fuck ‘em babies, they’re huge!» I always said after a few days without sex, feeling my knockers like two giant weights testing the strength of my back and my upper body. «Fuck, I need some fucking release!» I almost always found such release in men, though it wasn’t uncommon for me to literally milk my tits dry on a bathroom sink, squeezing them with my elbows and seeing the sink literally overflow with milk—in a regular day, I could easily produce over ten gallons of the creamiest milk anyone has ever tasted!

«Fuck!» I looked at my gorgeous body in front of the mirror, seeing how my breasts leaked even through my thick bra. «If I wait any longer, these babies are going to explode!» Almost as if craving for my attention, however, my glutes flexed on their own, and I looked down to my massive hips to see those power, mare-like muscles rumbling with so much power. “You want some good dick too, huh? Can’t blame you!” I made those beauties bounce, and their extreme hardness could be heard even from the other side of the gym. “Ass so big it can fit only the biggest, fattest of cocks! Mmph!” I sighed. “Wonder if these ‘aliens’ have it: a cock worthy of my ass!”

Back on Earth, I had to contend with ‘decent’ studs and their mega 9-, 10-, or 11-inchers. The closest that had ever got to making me feel full—to making me feel like a fucking woman!—was a jaw-dropping 13-incher with the body of an Adonis and the stamina of breeding bull.

God, he fucked my body for so many hours that his preliminary alone would be the same as a sex marathon for most other people! God-daaamn, he fucked me and pounded me in so many positions that, when he was done to me, I had the vivid image in my head of being fucked by a battalion of a thousand Spartan soldiers.

Sex with him was unlike sex with any other man, for that guy was so clearly superior that I even doubted his humanity at times! He was more, like… a god! A single leg of him had more muscle mass than an average man would have in his entire body, so it wasn’t a surprise that sex with him felt like an orgy with a squadron of super-stud soldiers. «And the cum… fuck!» I remembered vividly every single time when he exploded inside of me! Pints of cum so bulky and so hard that my cunt was literally filled to the brim, with the spunk always inevitably squirting out of my gaping, thrashed pussy! Seriously, the guy nutted like a horse—actually, though I might not be a horse expert, I think his loads would give even horse a run for its money.

“My god!!” I saw a huge smudge in the middle of my dark-grey yoga pants. I was so lubed that drops fell on the ground, making tiny, sweet sounds as I squeezed one thigh against the other, just trying to stop my immense arousal. “Fuck! I hope their ‘breeder is really good!” If it was only half as good as that stud from Earth, well, I wouldn’t complain. I’d gone without sex for so freaking long that I would even take a pin-dicked hunchback, if that’s all they had.

“My lady.” One of the servants suddenly appeared out of thin air, giving me the scare of my life. “The masters are waiting.”

“What the fuck!” I tried to cover up my obvious arousal, but my breasts squirted even more milk on my top, dripping between my feet as I looked to that damn servant with hellfire in my eyes. “Fuck! Get the fuck out of here before I beat you!”

“I’m so sorry, milady.”

It didn’t help that all those servants were pretty much asexual and devoid of any meaningful features. I was a mare-like woman who needed men as endowed as stallions and as built as breeding bulls to take on me; even if those damn slaves had cocks or vaginas between their legs, their measly, scrawny looks would be too unappealing to get me going—even during the driest of my dry spells. «Fuck!» I thought. «Let’s see what’s the best these damned aliens can offer!» I strolled angrily to the living room, where I found the black box floating in the middle.

“So, beloved breeder.” That’s how the creatures referred to me. Part of me was offended, but another part was really flattered, I won’t deny. “Do we have your final decision?” I looked to the damned box, then all around me, gazing upon the unparalleled luxury I lived in, and the answer felt more obvious and more natural then ever:

“If you get me less annoying servants and, I don’t know, fill this place with a few more people—real people, I mean, not these weird fuckers you call ‘servants…’” I gently nodded. “It’s a deal. I don’t care if I have to spend the rest of my life locked up here! All I want now is…” I licked my lips, “to taste this breeder of yours.” There was a long silence followed by a very low-pitch hum from the box, which concluded in an emotionless tone:

“Very well. Just don’t we didn’t warn you.” And then, in the blink of an eye, the box disappeared…  and I heard loud steps coming from outside.

«What the fuck…?» I thought, my heart picking up pace way before my mind could even process the danger I had gotten myself into. A massive shadow appeared beyond the glass in the door, going all the way up to the ceiling. «Holy fuck…!»

That wasn’t a small door. I mean… it was huuuge! The whole mansion had an incredibly tall ceiling, with some areas (like that living room, for instance) going as high as… «twenty feet.» I took the measurements one day. «None of these ceilings is lower than fifteen feet? Why??»

Well, apparently the answer had appeared right before my eyes: the shadow before the vast door was huge, and in fact it was higher even than the already ludicrous height of that door.

As I heard the doorknob turn, I couldn’t help but to gulp in fear. «Oh, fuck that!» The creature on the other side was so fucking massive that it completely blocked the sunlight coming from the door’s windows! «No. No! No fucking way!” I gulped. “No man can be this big!» But maybe it wasn’t a man. Maybe, just like those servants, it was a creature designed for a very specific purpose—and I could tell you one thing: it wasn’t to pamper my ass and call me ‘milady’ all day long, that I was damned sure of! «Well,» I thought, regretting every decision I’ve made in my life, «fuck. I mean… it isn’t called ‘breeder’ for no reason, I guess.»

My legs were trembling as the door began to turn. My mind raced by my past memories, as if it knew I was just about to die, and among the many things that were said and done to me, I was struck by the those condenscending words from my captors a month ago: “we’re giving you the weakest of our breeders. You can work your way up from him if you manage to survive him.”

My heart was about to burst from my chest. «Nah.» I giggled, very nervously. «This can’t be real. It is a joke, just a freaking joke, I tell ya. It can only be…» Then door sprung open, and then the whole world disappeared to me. “God.”

My jaw dropped, and my throat uttered only low-pitched, exasperated hums of heat. For a moment, I stopped feeling the rest of my body, having to turn my head up and lean back just so I could see the perfect face of that specimen that entered.

That wasn’t a man; that was a god. The reaction of my body was nothing but appropriate: with a massive squirt of hot juices from my pussy, all strength abandoned my legs, and my quivering knees met the floor as I prostrated myself in front of that massive male, who approached me without uttering a word.

The door was 11-feet high, yet still the beast had to bow to pass through—not that he would have any trouble destroying it, if he saw fit, for his massive frame was muscles atop muscles, far surpassing any men I’d ever met, seen, or dreamt with. «Fuck!!» My mind raced as my eyes teared up, and I literally, silently cried with my face on the floor, refusing to stare any longer at that supreme specimen. His raw, masculine beauty alone had burned my eyes. «Fuck!! Is this…?! Is this their fucking worst?!!»

The guy had a face that would make Henry Cavil feel inadequate, unwanted, and unloved. Its pure, masculine perfection went beyond anything that words could make justice—especially the words from a raging whore like me. Suffice to say, he was blonde and shaven, with medium-sized hair that perfectly complimented his square jaw and highly angular face, oozing tribalism, primitivism, and raw, unbridled Viking sensuality—he looked like a Nord god mixed with a cave man.

«Fuck!» My knees felt the warmth of my pussy-juice as I kept squirting. A painful, sharp pleasure took over my head and made me feel like my eyes were going to burst from their sockets. It was an orgasm so deep and so long I was soon quivering on the floor, hitting my head repeatedly against it while that monster made its way to me. I could feel his heat even as he stood many feet away. The walls literally shook and the ground trembled as he calmly, almost leisurely strolled towards me, and I finally gathered some strength to look up and see exactly what else I was dealing with.

Big mistake. Big fucking mistake! That mountain of muscles was literally built like four horses. “Holy shiiiit…!!” I shouted, cumming so hard I thought my pants would be torn by the strength of my jets. I was once again on the ground, hitting my head on the floor as that man burned my body with his aura, now standing a mere ten feet away from me. I turned my face slightly on the floor, feeling my cheeks bathed on my cum, which now formed a huge puddle around my body. The creature was nude from the waist up, covered by only a large, gigantic white towel or tunic in his hips. “Fuuuck…!!

The beast had a 16-pack for abs. I am not joking! His immense size allowed his body to display an amazing set of sixteen muscles in his belly, each of them as huge as a human biceps. «What the fucking shit am I looking at??» That gorgeous male was wider than I was tall! For the love of god, his massive pecs rippled with so much power I felt my face assaulted by every slight contraction of his muscles.

The monster stopped midway between the door and my body, looking at me with a serious complexion, breathing so deep I could feel the entire house rumbling with his breath. «Please…!» I begged in my mind. «Please!!» That guy was unreal! As I looked to his face, I realized that he must have been twice my height! I am not joking: that beast was easily over 12-feet tall, with enough muscles in one powerful arm to make two bodybuilding men from scratch.

Without muttering a word, the monster sneaked his fingers into the robe around his hips… and undid it. My heart stopped, my brain melted, my throat exploded in profanities as my eyes beheld the gargantuan monument which was so unceremoniously revealed to me. “OH, FUCK!!” I was soon quivering like a mad bitch on the ground. “YOU FUCKING HORSE!!” I didn’t’ want to be insulting to the guy, but my mind had nothing better to compare him with if not… a horse! The biggest penis I could think of! Actually, now that I think about it, I should have said elephant or a freaking hunchback whale—all animals which, in fact, would still feel minuscule when compared to that prodigious monument of breeding perfection.

The creature smiled very slightly, making the house shake again with his slow stroll towards me. His cock swung from side to side, dangling much farther below his knees. The beast must have had six feet just in legs, and the cock went below his knees at its lowest, giving it a soft length of maybe thirty inches. “Holy shit!!” My mouth was exploding. “Holy shit! Holy fuck, holy shit, holy fuck, holy…!!!” My tits swelled and hardened, and the milk burst through my nipples in two violent jets, building two massive puddles that quickly joined into a single one beneath my chest.

The beast kept making its way to me, smiling wider as it sniffed my arousal, releasing literal clouds of steam though his nostrils as it seemed to approve of my scent. He stopped again, and his dick smacked my head hard. I was knocked with my back on the floor, squirting juices on his cock with my legs spread out wide while the monster silently watched me cum and, overall, just lose my shit before him. “Fuuuck!!” My screams too made the windows shake. “Fuuuck!! Fuuuck!!” I felt his hot breath hitting my cunt, prompting it to gush more juices into his cock and sack—my pants had already been torn by the strength of my squirts at that point. That’s how hard I came for him!

I screamed, and the monster’s cock dangled between my legs, so ungodly thick that I felt I had a melon between them. My pussy suffered from an orgasmic madness or something, for from time to time I squirted with enough force to bathe a horse with my copious juices. A massive puddle, almost a whole lake had been formed around us, all while the monster simply watched, calmly smiling at me, and his prick throbbed with enough power as to make loud thuds which hurt my ears.

That thing was fully soft, yet it flaunted more veins than the bodies of two ripped bodybuilders. I literally saw the gallons of blood flowing through those massive ducts, the thinnest of which was still thicker than a thumb, and the widest of them thicker than five fingers put together. “God!!” I panted. “Oh god!!” My pussy hosed jets of squirt as high as his abs, bathing all of them in girl cum as his smile grew more arrogant and malicious.

His balls made loud thuds as they throbbed with massive waves of hot, fresh horse jizz. There was no doubt that, when that horse came, he filled entire swimming pools with ease. I was actually wondering if there was enough space in the whole mansion for the amount of jizz that horse-stud kept stored in those massive pellets, each easily bigger than a bowling balls. «I wonder if t-they-re… aahh!…» I thought while I climaxed madly, «…if they’re just as heavy!»

The monster bent down to grab me from the hair. I was a blonde beauty with a face to make supermodels want to kill themselves in pure shame, yet that monster didn’t seem not a bit struck by my perfection, pulling me to his horse-sized genitalia and cramming my face against it like a cheap, street alley bitch. Again, no word came from his massive, gorgeous thick lips. He simply crammed my face against his cock and expected me to service him like the king, the emperor, the god that he was!

And I did: I opened my mouth and slobbered all over that dick, all while my tits and my cunt made a much bigger mess of the floor.

The drool rained from his cock as I felt every vein of that massive breeder pass through my mouth and hurt it. My trembling arms carefully embraced that monster, pumping it along with my full body as the monster pulled me from the shoulders and brough me up along his cock, allowing me to even wrap my legs around it. «Holy… fucking shit!!» The insanity of his measurements made me cum even harder, and I realized I was literally clinging to that dick like a sloth on a tree trunk.

I squeezed the cock-head in my thighs and worshiped it with my whole being. The monster pulled my head up and down, moving my body along his massive dong. Little by little, I felt the surge of blood and energy giving life to that thing, and his balls throbbed more powerfully as I literally heard the gushes of semen rushing like trucks inside his ducts. «Holy shit!!» The soft cock was already inhumanly hard, but the growing cock struck my very soul with terror.

I squeezed it! Oh! I flexed my thighs and screamed with the burning pain in my abs, trying to make that beast deflate or, if all failed, to rip it from its source. I had no other chance! If I allowed that beast to inflate, it would literally tear me in four once it penetrated me!

Thirty seconds passed, and I had my eyes closed as I took a deep breath and gave that cock my all! The muscles of my legs and powerful glutes of my ass roared as my back grew into a wall of ripped muscles and my abs one by one throbbed and bloated until I had not just a six-pack, but a massive, bulging, rippling eight-pack in my belly, screaming so hard that soon all my body followed in that murderous squeeze: “aaaarrhhhh!!!

*Boom!!* My biceps bulged. *Boom!* My shoulders widened. *Splaaash…!!* Endless torrents of milk burst from my tits as I squeezed that beast with all the might in my body, and thirty seconds later I was dizzy and shaky, nearly passing out as all the strength quickly left me and I collapsed hard on the down, panting and shaking while my muscles suffered the most intense cramps of their lives.

Five minutes later, I had enough strength back to look up and see the damage I had caused. “Oh, fuck!!” What I saw—or rather, what I didn’t see—made me so horrified that I was soon dragging myself on the floor, trying to get as far away from that monster as possible. “You’re still hard??!

Correction: the beast wasn’t hard, but still hardening, and no damage at all could be spotted in all its gargantuan length. The monstrous cock grew and throbbed, as “damaged” as anyone would be after a light breeze, and then the monster puffed more clouds of scorching steam as it looked at me with a really annoyed expression. “Feel relaxed yet?” For the first time, I heard his thunderous voice. “Good.” He cracked his knuckles. “Let’s breed.”

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Young Studs and their Muscle Master – Chapter 1

He had dominated the entire university not even a full month after the classes had begun. It was unbearable having to hear about the guy in every chat, everywhere, all the time.

‘Who’s this Rodrigo, really?’ I asked my friends, who always answered with a great deal of discomfort and a hint of jealously.

‘Looks like he’s Oliveira’s ‘pupil.”

I remember quite well the funnnylooks they gave each other, ass well as their surprised expression when asking me:

‘Man… you don’t know the guy?’

‘No. That’s why I’m asking.’

‘He’s, like, fucking all the pussies in campus.’

I raised an eyebrow.

‘Fucking all the pussies?’

‘Yeah, dude. All of them! Marcela, Clara, Joana… all of them were fucked by him.’

I stopped listening after ‘Joana.’ No. That couldn’t be!

‘What Joana?’ I asked, anger brewing inside me. ‘My Joana?’

The guys looked at each other one last time and, with sorrowful faces, replied:

‘Yeah, dude. Look… I’m sorry.’

That couldn’t stay like that!

I had the distinction of being of the campus’s best studs, and few males of my caliber would be cool when a rival appeared in my midst.

Joana, after all, was my girl. Well, my ex, but till one of my biggest, hardest conquests: an extremely tall, Nordic blonde with incredible breasts, thick, hard legs, a spectacular rear, and a face sculpted by the gods themselves; a prize only the most expert and daring men could claim.

And I, after all, was one of those men —the only one, in fact, who had ever conquered her heart, and that only after lots os effort, strategy, and planning.

The more I got to know that dude, the more incredible, truly unebelievable things seemed to be>

‘Wait, wait. You’re saying that the dude snatched Joana in a single night??’

‘Yes, dude. He met her, he fucked her.’

I just couldn’t believe those words:

‘He fucked her the same day he met her??’

‘Yep. Impressive, huh?’

I had needed months for Joana to fall into my trap. There was something really fisky about that whole story.

‘What are you thinking about, my love?’ A sweet, somewhat-deep voice awakened me from my deep thoughts. I looked down and saw Amanda, my third lover for the week.

E a reação da minha gostosa não deixou dúvidas de que, sim, ela ouvira muito bem do cara:

I didn’t play any games and cut straight to the chase:

‘Ha anyone talked about this Rodrigo guy?’

And my her reaction made it very clear that, yes, she indeed had heard of him:

‘Ow, yes! He’s sooo hot!’

‘Mmm!’

‘Don’t you tell me you’re jealous.’

‘Well, honey, you know me.’

‘Oow…!’

I grabbed her hard and rolled over her body on the bed:

‘A man must protect his territory.’

‘Oow, oow…’

‘Have you slept with him?’

Her eyes beamed with aprehension, even a bit of shock, before she finally answered:

‘I-I… I-I… I really want to.’ Her hands ran along my ample, hard, muscular chest, and her finger played with her perfect blond hairs. ‘He’s really hot.’

‘You’ve got a hot man right here, in your hands.’ I said, without the slightest trace of humility in my voice, for I knew very well I earned my arrogance.

She smiled and tried to avoid the question:

‘Are you really this jealous, huh, stud?’

I fondled her hair, smiling with my perfect teeth, my square jaw, and prominent cheeckbones, showing her the extremely thick and veiny bicepts of my ripped arm —the biceps of a man who maxxed all the reps in gym.

‘I gotta check out my competition.’

‘Oooh… aaahee…’ She bit her lips and lost herself in my body, spreading her legs wide open for me to ram her with my aboltely humungous…

‘Oow, oow!! Hone-eey!!’

‘Mmm?’

She yelped in pain, looking me with even greater desire:

‘Be careful with your monster.’

‘Oh, yes.’ I moved my prick inside her. ‘I’m touching your cervix, ain’t I?’

She nodded, smiling with intense lut:

‘You know you are, you dog.’

‘Mmm.’

‘You… ooh, god, how big. Ahee, aahee, stop…’

She was visibly exhausted; her body completely covered in sweat, her well-trained muscle shivering, completly hard, and her whole face dripping with sweat after the two hours of fucking he had undergone —which was still barely half my full power.

‘This pussy’s too juicy for me not to enjoy it.’

‘Aaahee… my god!’

I grabbed her body, squeezing her immense, titanic tits against my iron chest, and then I drowned her in a soul-tearing kiss, stealing away even her thoughts along with all the air in her lungs.

‘My… god!!’ She shivered, tightening her cunt in my obcene tool. ‘You don’t top, my god!!’

At that moment, the Rodrigo guy was forgotten, for I was again the absolute god of that bed.

With my absoltely enviable cock, I proceeded to wrecking that girl for half-an-hour more, claiming from her orgasms and more orgams until the entire building was hearing her delirious screams and my powerful noises.

The bed where we were fucking was a bit lousy. Craaarrsh!! After three hours of coitu, it broke in half… yet still, with the bed and the mattress on the floor, I kept fucking her.

‘Aaahee…!! Aaahee…!!!’ Her screams were becoming more and more desperate. ‘Aahee, my god…!! My… my god…!!’ Her eyes widened, almost jumping from her socket, as she finally screamed for all the neighbors to hear.

I simply smiled and kept fucking, finally feeling the firt drops of sweat appearing in her body.

After four hours, I was still fucking her. Her screams only weren’t weaker because, after all, all the energy in her body had gone away.

She turned her head side-to-side, as if looking for escape routes, and then she squinted her eyes, as if trying to simply withstand the barrage of orgasms I was unleashing in her body.

‘Huge…!! AAAHEE!!’ She babbled and screamed. ‘YOU’RE SO FUCKING HUGE, DAAAMN IT!!!’

‘Filthy little mouth, my whore.’

‘AAAAHH…!!!’

I kissed her and squeezed her breasts, all while I kept railing her cunt for twenty minutes, thrusting three or four times a second.

I felt her cunt juices blasting on my abs. My muscles were wholly drenched by her incontinent orgasms, like jets bursting from a water machine gun.

At that point, she wa beyond words; she could only roll her eyes and murmur, with her chin chivering:

‘G-g-god… y-you… aaahee!!’

I extracted more and more orgams out of her with ease, asking myself, in the back of my mind, how any man could be better than that.

Rising once again over my body, with my knees on the mattress, grabbing her by her thick, long, muscular legs, I ravished her cunt more and more times, seeing her body moving up and down on the mattress, her two enormous tits swinging loudly.

‘Aaaheee…!!!’ She alternated faint yelps with louds gushes from her cunt. ‘OO-AAAHEE!!!’

Her orgasms were so powerful her squirts were reaching my pecs.

I had given that mare some fifty orgasms, and still she begged for more —unable to faint, yes, but also unable to handle that power for much longer.

‘M-m-my g-g-god… aaheee… ooohh!!’ She looked to the clock. ‘It’s 2a.m., fuuuuck!!’

Yes. I started fucking her around 10p.m. and, save a little chat here and there, we hadn’t stoppe.

I was recking that cunt like no man would ever wreck her. «I doubt this Rodrigo can… uuurh!!… do better than this!»

My woman’s clit was practically torn out fromm her as I kept stimulating her with my cock’s thick veins.

Oh, whoever that Rodrigo was, one thing I could be certain of: there was no wahe was any harder, longer, or thicker than I.

‘AAAAHEEE…!!!’ My woman did her best to try and rip my prick from my waist, hardening her pussy labia, but my cock was unwieldingly hard.

She couldn’t resist the power and the puissance of my anaconda: from my balls to my helmet, I measure nothing less than twelve inches.

‘Why don’t you cum some more, my mare?’

‘OOOORRHH!!!’ Two jets burst from her cunt, and her breasts hardened mightily, like bowling balls, looking like two giant flexed muscles. ‘OOOORHH!!!’ Spliiirsh, spliiiirshh!! More two jet sprouted from her cunt, hitting my ripped body’s eight abs muscle and falling into the enormous puddle that had been formed on the floor—for the bed didn’t stop dripping with herpleaure juices.

‘OOAARRHH!!!’ That heavy, ripped, giant woman writhed as I squeezed her tits with one hand and ank my finger in her ass, fucking her relentlessly a her orgams seemed to just pile on into infinity. ‘GOD!!! GOD!!!’

Her pussy exploded in three ferocious jets of female nectar while her breasts, estimulated by my hand, squirted two jets of milk, making her shake and contort like a madwoman or an animal suffering from severe electric spasms.

And that was exactly what she was suffering: multiple electric discharge from my prick; multiple, hyperconcentrated orgasms in short slivers of time, reaching up to three, four, or five explosions of pleasure in a mere second.

The temptation of ramming my whole prick in her cunt was too big; if I did so, however, I’d kill her.

‘OOOAARHH!! AAARRHH!!!’

While my mare screamed and writhed on my prick, I lamented the fact I could never fully satiate it on a female.

Few of them, after all, could take my 12-inch monster in its entirety —and the rare ones who could take its length certainly couldn’t handle its width.

For my prick was not only huge, as it was thick; so thick, in fact, that a single hand wasn’t able to grab it in full, for its girth was superior to a soda bottle.

‘I want more orgasms from you.’

‘Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh…!!!’ She smiled while she moaned, completely lost in paradise, feeling how I was a guy who could demand (and take) orgams from her body with aimple command. ‘Aaahee, aaahee… AAAAHHH!!!’

Her cunt hardened and violently expelled jets and yet more jets of orgasm against my waist. I literally counted the seconds for those multiple orgasms, all accompanied by copious cunt-squirts, were over.

One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Four seconds… fuck!

The girl spent five uninterrupted second cumming and squirting in my prick! After that, I don’t even know how she withstood my body over hers.

She latched on my muscles like a castaway holding on to the pieces of the ship at sea —but she didn’t know that would only increase her agony, for the pain of her nails piercing my back only made me harder, giving my thursts yet even more power.

I turned her cunt into meat mush.

Eventually, I started lifting her with me, pressing her against the wall. My fucking became so intense I could no longer just stay laid down, fucking her on the mattress.

‘AAAHEE, AAAHH, AAAAHH!!!’

Her pussy ejaculated several times, jets and yet more jets of liquid orgasm on my wait, dripping loudly on the floor, building puddles around my feet and my incredibly thick legs.

The way I fucked that cheap whore against the wood, it’s was possible I would tear a hole into the other room on the wall. The whole bedroom literally trembled as I fucked. Dust fell from the ceiling, and the plaques of wood behind her back craked and ceded, barely withstanding the pressure of my continuous brutal thrusts on her cunt.

‘AAAAHEE…!!! AAAAAHHH…!!!’

Her pussy rained as I gave my best to make her pass out.

‘AAAHEE, AAAAHEE, AAAARRH…!!!’

I felt my partner’s body trembled while more and more buckets of her spunk bathed my ab. The droplets fell fat and loud on my feet, bathing all my waist and legs, while my woman convuled and finally fainted on my arms.

I saw her eyes lose their color and her body grow cold; he had gone into a comma.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ I houted. ‘Roooaarr!!’ I roared.

My gigantic balls tightened, sending tons of spunk up ot that bitche’s womb.

Boom, boom, boom!! I felt my prick, like an engine, unloading all my milk on the condom, which would get even tighter against her cunt.

There barely was a condom large enough for me, and the one I was wearing —the biggest in the market— barely covered 70% of her cock.

‘Uuurhh!! Uuuurrh!!’ I roared and crushed my nymph’s body even harder against the wall, unloading in her what felt like gallons and more gallons of spunk, making my condom well like a balloon inside her.

My sack was enormous. Not only did I have a horse-sized cock on my muscular white body, but my jewels too complemented thi equine endowment perfectly.

‘Holy fucking shiiit!’ Many women, including that one in my arms, screamed with horniness when witnessing the gigantic dimensions of my genitalia. ‘Your balls… my god!! They’re as large as apples!’

And in fact they were. Only large testicles, in fact, could nut such obscene load of spunk like that one.

‘Aaaaheem…!!’ Even unconscious, my women writhed more and more as she felt her cunt getting so desperately tighter. ‘Aaaaahh…!!’

My condom was swelling so much my semen was warming up her cervix and filling up her womb. Little by little, I withdrew my prick, which still pumped and ejaculated those bovine loads of semen.

‘Uuuurhh!!’ I flexed my muscles, conforting and masaging the woman latched onto my body.

My orgams could be unreasonably long: the shortest one lasted ten seconds, while the mot generous ones reached up to a full minute!

‘Uuuurrh!! Uuurrh!!!’

Slowly, I laid her body on the bed, still cumming inside her.

Some thirty seconds had already passed since I started nutting, but my body was still shaken by the heat and the electric cum discharges, and my cock still pumped my seed into that condom.

As soon as I withdrew my cock from her, the pent-up liquids in her cunt all blasted out: squiiish!! Squiiiishh!!

‘Uuuurrhh!!’ Her pleasure juices reached my face! ‘Coming a lot, are we?’

‘Ooorrimm, ooorrmm!!’ She contorted, completely druken on the bed. ‘Aaaairrmm, aaairrm…!!’

Forty seconds later, my prick was still nutting. I felt my condom pressing against her womb, maybe twice as wide as my cock’ girth.

Fifty seconds later and my cock was still unloading seed! With a hand on the back of my legs, I held one of my balls and massaged it.

I couldn’t only grab a single ball with my whole hand. It would be unconfortable grabbing both, for they were so huge a single palm couldn’t contain any of them.

I massaged my balls one by one, feeling the broth running inside them, their sperm ducts throbbing and contracting like arteries, sending jets and more jet of that life juice into the condom.

No wonder everyone on campus knew me as “breeding bull;” the amount of semen I carried in my balls was simply unreasonable.

‘Uuuurrhh!!’ I cloed my eyes and contorted my face, finally facing the last (and biggest) of those orgasms. ‘Oooaarhh!!’

My woman writhed even harder, for the condom became even larger with the final loads I shot through my urethra.

Though she had fainted, my girls still fought constantly against her own nerves to wake up, opening up an eye here and there, very curious to witness the obscene load I had come.

It was also a prize for me, in fact, to observe the state of my condom after every one of my orgasms.

Still roaring and writhing mightily, I withdrew my prick from that tightened cunt.

‘Holy fucking shit.’ I took a deep breath and puffed. ‘I came a whole liter in you, whore.’

‘Aaaheem… aaaheem…!!’

PAAAF!!! I gave that ass a strong slap, marking it with my palm! My mare writhed and screamed, smiling, while I extracted my titanic prong from her.

‘AAAHEEM…!!’ She screamed, really experiencing incredible pain as well as pleasure. ‘Caaareful… aaahee!! S-slooow!! Aaaaheem!!’

“Slow!” Ha, good one! I had fucked that cunt like a literal wild stallion and now she decided to get all delicate and fancy?? Ha, ha, yeah, right.

Women can be such pussies sometimes, huh!

‘We’re almost theeeere!

‘Aaaaaheem!!!’ He looked back and bit one of her lips, very hornily. ‘Let me see how much you came!’

The tip of the inflated condom was always the most difficult part to withdraw, for it became larger than a baloon. My woman certainly felt her cunt open up and stretch out insanely, to the point of her almost thinking she was being torn off in hald, for the load in that plasstic really surpassed that of five horses.

‘Oooaarhh!!!’

My muscles flexed and I smiled with incredible pleasure and power, seeing how my sack was able to nut the same as fifteen men.

‘Uuuurrhh!!!’ Her womb would get wholly impregnated by my seed —all her eggs perfectly fecundated!— if I came all that load inside my bitches. ‘Uuuurrhh!!’

‘Aaaaaheem!!’

After one last scream from my partner, I finally extracted my balloon-condom from her. Schluupp!! The noise was loud and coarse, like the smacking of lips mixed in with an explosion, and the load of lube that burst out of my woman thereafter was equally freightening.

‘Oooorrhh!!!’ I roared, feeling that prick weigth with that cum balloon attached to it, as well as extremely aroused by the waterfall of lubes that burst out of my girl’s cunt.

‘Aaaaheem!!’ She writhed, trying all the time to lift her head up and see… ‘My… my…!’ The real volume of my nut juices. ‘My god!!’

A balloon as large as ten tennis balls had formed in my condom, which was so heavy it pulled my whole dick down, leaving it at a straight angle in relation to my waist.

‘M-m-my… m-m-myyy…’ My woman licked her lips while her eyes glittered. ‘My god!!’

No doubt I was a god.

‘I came over a liter, bitch.’

Something like a lightning bolt ran down her body, suddenly shaking from head to toe and falling flat, unconscious once again over the bed, now passed out for goof.

The pleasure of witnesing my sheer masculinity was so great that the bitch fainted a second time. I smiled and laughed, amazed by my own power.

‘Fuck!’ I held my gigantic cock and shook it, seeing my immense, heavy sack swiging with it. ‘I’m a fucking beast!’

My gigantic body heated up and throbbed, as if my muscles were instantaneously recovering their power after that intense fucking and cumming.

My biceps hardened, covered by thick veins, and my pecs throbbed just like my hyper-ripped eight-pack abs became even more shredded, taken by pure male power.

‘Uuurrh!! Uuurrh!!’

My legs too swelled, my thigh muscles growing and throbbing uncontrollably, as if being charged by the immense energy that sprawled from my genitalia.

Once in a while, I myself felt scaredby the monster jewells I carried there, between those massive thighs. I knew I was the biggest, longest, heaviest, and thickest any woman has ever had, and this very knowledge scared me sometimes.

‘Fucking horse cock!’ I grabbed my prick with both hands. ‘Who does this Rodrigo think he is?’

I squeezed the prick, which remained rock-hard. While some men need to take Viagra to get hard, I required some sort of medicine too get soft.

It could be embarrassing, indeed, to remain with my huge, hard prick for hours and hours, never knowing when it would finally give in.

Even after fours hours of fucking, I remained so hard that my prick burned and ached in my waist; it’s as if my prick was too large for my own body —and I was already an incredibly massive dude!

‘Aaarh, fucking bull prick! Fucking monster cock I have between my legs!’ I grabbed my condom and, very delicately, I tried to undo it.

I needed a lot of time and incredible tact to take that plastic out of my prick; it was so heavy, so full and concentrated that the slighestmisshap would blow up cum everywhere.

I roared and hardened my muscles, feeling how my prick still throbbed, getting harder and harder, ready to fuck again!

‘Wait just a little while. Soon, I’ll have more fresh cunt for you!’

When I finally got that plastic out… PLAAAFF!! The prick immediately jumped up and hit my abs, sprinkling my body with spunk.

‘Hoooly fucking shit!’

Some men, when they’re hard, get a straight angle between their prick and their waist; the more potent ones get a prick about 45 degrees over their waits.

Very well, veyr well: my prick was so hard that it simply pressed itself against my belly, forcing my abs inward with its tremendous strength.

‘Aaarrh!!’ I held that prick with a hand, trying to move it down, but it’s strength was almost hydraulic. I really needed to, more than ever, a second pussy in which to unload all that excess masculinity. ‘Fucking damn it!’

In my other hand I held my condom, a true balloon holding a liter of the world’s thickest jizz inside. My arm muscles hardened just by holding that obscene load

This full litter of cum must have been weighting about four pounds!

‘Uuuurh!! Whore!!’ I tied a knot on the condom while my woman writhed on the bed. Putting on some light clothes on my obscenely ripped, bodybuilding frame, I approached the bed and gave her sleepy body a gentle kiss. ‘See you around, kiddo.’

‘Aaarrh-aaarrheem…’ She cried out something, and I, all baggy and sweaty, with my muscles almost tearing up the tight, light cloth of my clothes, I left the apartment to my car, carrying the “cum balloon” all the way out.

The loads I ejaculated were so great it made no ene to throw the condom on the toilet, as it would easily get clogged.

The trash bin was also no good, for it was so much spunk that a dishonest  bitch could easily pop the ballon, grab a clean load with her hand and fecundate herelf with my ample seed.

No. The only way to safely dispose of that sack of spunk was driving to the city’s river and thowing the condom on its waters —an egregiou act of pollution, indeed, but much better than risking impregnanting a worthless bitch.

«Arriving in 15 minutes.» I typed on the cellphone while driving. «I hope you’re prepared.»

Frankly, I never scheduled an apointment with the girls I saw or fucked during the weekend; sex with me could last o long it was better for them to simply remain available all day long until I called them.

When I finallly drove to their houes, all I needed was to send a message demanding them to get ready and, lo and behold, they welcomed me with their wonderful bodies squeezed into outrageously tight and sexy outfits.

They were always ready for me —always ready and thirsty.

Women, after all, can have many annoying little rules, but with me all these rules were thrown out the window just as easily as I threw that sperm baloon out on the river.

Maira, however, took some time to reply. That was really unusual.

As unpredictable and unstable that women usually are, with me they were always a Swiss clock: I messaged them, and within five minutes they replied, even if just with a little heart.

Maira, however, didn’t reply even as I got to her apartment, ready to finally sooth my raging cock with a few more hours of rough fucking.

«I’m at your house, baby. I’m coming in.»

I wanted on the lobby, however, until my girls sent me a quick and careless reply:

«Hi, hon!» She answered with several sad emojis. «Sorry, babe! I can’t see you!»

My eyes widened. «What do you mean??»

That was literally the first time a woman ever told me ‘no.’ That a woman told my dick ‘no!’

I though about pressing for more answers, but soon she kept sending me hasty texts like:

«I’m busy. Super urgent, baby. Sorry, love. We meet another time.»

Gotta confess that was a major annoyance. I was the one who treated my partners with carelessness, not the other way around.

Alright, all cool. Marta and Maira weren’t the only girls I had ‘reserved’ just for occasions like thoe.

«Dani, I’m arriving.» I wrote my third bitch. «Thirty minutes. Be ready for me.»

And just like that, I received a joyful reply less than two minutes later, with the girls basically melting on the keyboard, filled with desire for my cock:

«Counting the seconds, my horse.»

Smiling, I ignored Maira’s snub and drove all my way to Danielle’s, whose cunt I ravished, whose mouth I fucked, whose ass I devoured, and whose sense I blasted with multiple orgasm atop multiple orgasms for three consecutive hours —well enough for my cock to finally deflate.

* * * * * *

The weekend had been a triumph, yet I couldn’t be happy.

‘What do you mean, you were fucking Rodrigo?’ I couldn’t hide my shock once I went to get some answers from Maíra, who replied with a mix of shame and neglect, and also a bit of revolt:

‘Well, I suppose you don’t mind, do you?’ She looked at me frmo head to toe, giving me a haughty smile. ‘You’re always so full of options, aren’t you?’

I tried my best to remain charming, but my voice was heavy with unmistaken authoritarianism:

‘That’s not what I asked.’

She stepped back, smiling with irony.

‘Wow. Well, well! You’re really obssessed with the guy, aren’t you?’

I lowered my head and my shoulders discreetly.

‘Not ‘obssessed.”

‘Uh-uh.’

‘But a man must scan through his competition, isn’t it?’

‘Oow, my love.’ She blinked, all naughty. ‘If a man is worried about his competition, he knows he’s not the clear winner. What insecurity is that, huh?’ And she grabbed, then, the formidable tool in my pants. ‘Are you afraid of losing your Alpha-male post here in town, are you?’

My heart beat more quickly —and I didn’t know if of anger or fear.

Looking deep into her caramel eye, I asked:

‘Is he better than me?’

And her eyes rolled, almost sinking in her skull.

‘Wow, I… well, he… wow. Fucking wow!’ She kept trying to answer, very foolishly, without even paying attention to me anymore. ‘I mean, I…’

I crossed my arms.

‘You can tell me straight.’

A part of me knew what she was going to answer, but another part simply didn’ believe —or refused to believe— that could be possible.

Finally, almost as if trying to avoid the conversation, she looked down and answered:

‘You’re an incredible male.’

”But.” I pressedon, and her face was almost frozen in a fearful expression.

‘B-but… wow, I never thought I was going to say that, but… wow: he’s much better than you.’

My heart sank. My cock, weirdly enough, throbbed with sexual tension.

”Much better?”

I saw the way she bobbled her head and shook her whole body. Just by remembering what the guy had done to her the whole weekend, she was excited, getting in heat, dangerously close to another orgasm.

‘He… he… oh, my god…’ Her eyes shone very brightly, almost tearing up. ‘I always thought you were a god in the bed… until I met this guy! Oow, Rodrigo! What a god, what… what a god!’

My heart beat very fast, and I almost laughed, thinking that could only be a prank.

‘How can any guy be better than me?’

And she then trying to answer, but failed to find the right words to describe my rival.

Her nipples were hard and her whole body seemed to throb with the heat waves bursting from her waist.

I felt her sweet, fresh, juicy aroma, and knew that gorgeous female was in heat.

Grabbing one of her breasts, I squeezed it.

‘Aaaahee!!’ And my woman jittered, walking back with fear.

‘Tell me: how can this guy be better… than me?’ And I showed her all my body, which was all hard and hot, ready for some ferocious fucking.

Our conversation was over. She couldn’t answer me anything else, and I couldn’t pay attention to her or anybody until settling my score with that new Alpha male in my turf.

Indeed, I was determined to meet him and finally see, once and for all, who I was dealing with.

«Absurd!» I thought, really furious with the fact that there really was a man more powerful than I in that town —or in the whole world!

After all, how the fuck could a man be any better? That was something I always though imposible!

With my 6.3ft-tall body, I’m massively bigger and more powerful than any male I’ve ever met —especially considering my 300-pound of pure muscle weight.

Before a mirror, everytime I left a warm bath or cleaned myself after hosing one or two or three bitches with my seed, I checked out my unbelievably ripped and muscular body, with no less than eight muscles in my abs, humungous arms, legs as thick as tree trunks, and a horse cock in my waist, I really wondered what man in this planet could ever surpass me.

«This guy…!» I muttered behind gritted teeth, «he can’t be real!»

And the women I left moaning and crying on the bed turned to me and asked for an encore:

‘Come back, Renato! We want you diiiick!’

And my dick remained rock-hard, yes, for only an ungodly amount of pussy was able to sooth it.

‘Wait.’ I replied coarely, making them drip and cum with my thundering voice.

With all this succes, what man could possibly surpass me??

Worse still: how could this man steal my women?

In little time, I would discover it —and I would settle my score with this guy once and for all.

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The guy, however, was surprisingly hard to find. «A lot of work,» many people told me. «This man doens’t fool around.»

No wonder. He was a genius entrepreneur who made it big since he was fifteen years-old.

«The guy is rich, well-connected, a genius in sports, and better in a bed than I was?» I thought, trying to hide my nervous smile. «How is that possible?»

And then I saw, getting close to the arena, the target of all my obsessions and core of all my fears.

The male’s steps were heard all throughout the gym. The other fighters, seeing him get close, immediately walked back and lowered their heads, asking how the fuck couldn’t they ever defeat a guy like that in a fair fight.

Walking towards the octagon, therefore, we saw that impressive masculine specimen getting ready for the fight, which for him must have been nothing more than a big child’s play.

And as soon as I laid my eyes on him, all my doubts disappeared and all my worst fears were confirmed. Rodrigo was a giant —and one of the most spectacularly beautiful men I’ve ever laid my eyes upon!

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A Greek God on Earth – Chapter 4

The view was fantastic.

‘Oooh, wow!’ She was jaw-dropped, floating near the lake’s shores while her superman unloaded gallons of lubes on the stream above the waterfall.

His penis hadn’t stopped ejaculating for ten minutes straight.

«My god!» She thought. «This guy is a horse.»

Not even horses, indeed, would come close to nutting as much as that superman.

«My god!» She licked her lips. «Muscles! So many muscles!»

The guy’s arm was literally thicker than her thigh! He must have been over 7.6ft-tall! With a body like that, it was no wonder he sported such an equally large endowment.

She licked her lips, seeing the simply unbelievable size of that phallic monstrosity. Even in cock the man was comparable to a horse or a bull —if said bull, of course, could nut rivers of precum.

‘Ooooaarrhh!!!’

Bluuursshh!! The thick gel exploded from his prick, flying as high as rockets over the waterfall.

‘My god… oooh, my…!!’ The woman melted. The male was ejaculating so many lubes that the lake was almost entirely made of gel. And more: the waters were overflowing to the rest of the valley and the forest beyond, covering the grass with his virile broth.

«How much can this guy nut… when he actually gets to the semen??» The woman licked her lips again, seeing that titan’s powerful balls dangling in between his legs.

Leaving the lake, she laid with her back on the ground, her enormous tits pointing to the sky, and spread her legs to the gigantic stud.

‘Fuck me!!’

The male immediately turned to her and roared, as if the sight of the fresh, tight, rosy cunt awakened his most animalistic instincts.

Without a warning, he made it rain ounces of lubes over that female, who screamed and squirmed while being covered by his broth.

‘Aaaahee, aaa… aaaahee!!!’

When the male was done, the female was covered by some three gallons of pre-spunk.

The male approached. Buuuuuum!! Buuuuumm!! Buuuuuuum!!! The girl’s body jumped on the ground with that horse’s heavy steps.

«By the gods!» She thought. «How can such a youth be so manly??»

The guy’s prick was so hard it pointed upwards, pressing against his abs and reaching up to his pecs.

From that angle, his magnificent balls were completely exposed, striking fear at anyone who saw them.

‘Oohee!!’ The woman tried looking at it, but the prick ejaculated loads in her face: blooorrssh, blooooorrsshh…!!

That man was an Adonis in the flesh; a Greek god statue who, quite frankly, would make the Greek gods themselves blush.

Stopping one foot away from her, the male felt his prick ejaculate another formidable load of lubes. Bloooorrsshh!! He lifted his head up to the skies and roared:

Ooooooaaarrghhhh!!!’

The earth literally trembled with his powerful call, thicker and stronger than many lions’. Soon after, he looked to his female, so defenseless and ripe.

‘Whore!’ He said, squatting down to grab her legs.

‘Aaahee!!!’ She instinctively protected herself, throwing light kicks at his body. ‘Aaahee!! Fuck!! You brute!’ It felt like she was kicking an iron statue! The super-male could barely feel her kicks. She tried kicking him harder, just to test his strength.

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The girls couldn’t believe that absolutely magnificent being that approached them!

The male was so heavy that, with each step, he made the earth tremble: booom, boom, brooom!!

‘Oooh, what is going on??’ The brunette couldn’t believe that a single man could be so heavy. ‘Who… oooh… w-who are you?’

The male got closer and closer, revealing his body under the rays of sun, highlighting his immense muscles covered by one single long, white tunic.

‘My name is Pargasus… and I’d like to join you.’

‘Oooh…’ The brunette gulped time and time again.

She wanted to say something, but her eyes were completely lost amidst that wall of muscles and virility.

In the middle of his waist, she could see the tunic forming an obscene tent, pressed by the immense endowment that being carried in between his legs.

‘Is this a dream?’

Still recovering from the orgasms, her blonde friend rose up from the floor and answered:

‘I d-don’t think it is, honey…even though a… a man like that!…’ Her eyes were lost in his impressive physique. ‘W-who are… you??’

The gorgeous male, with a face so masculine it made the woman’s wombs heat up just by being looked at, smiled.

‘I’ve told you already.’

‘M-m-my god!!’ The brunette her shout slip. ‘What a voice!’

His voice was so deep, so thunderous that the waterfall noises diminished every time he spoke!

‘My name is Pargasus.’

‘Pargasus…’ Both women repeated, hypnotized.

‘And I’m gonna fuck you both.’

The two ladies felt their pussies swell, moistening up madly.

‘By the… l-love of… god!!’ The brunette’s eyes couldn’t get any bigger.

‘W-w-who d-do ya…’ The blonde shook her face. ‘Where the hell did you come from??’

«From Olympus.» The young man considered to reply, but maybe that would have been too much for those two mortals.

Instead, he let them make their own conclusions:

‘I think, my beauties…’

Oooh…

‘…you’d be more interested in what I have to give you.’

And he let the white rope fall: vuuuussh!!

At first glance, the girls had no reaction.

Their throats hurt and their hearts throbbed strongly, heating their bodies with more copious volleys of blood.

Their pussies were swelling to the naked eyes; they could feel the flames eating them from between their legs.

‘God… m-m-my god!!’ Iara shook her head several times. ‘Pinch me, Raissa, pinch me!’

But Raissa herself couldn’t believe… that monument!

‘Oooh… wow!’

Muscles! Muscles all throughout! The man wasn’t just big, he was massive! In all her fitness years, she’d never seen such a hard, ripped male!

His abs sported a twelve-pack —twelve! The man was so ripped she could literally see the blood flowing inside his veins and insanely bloated arteries.

‘Ooow… oooww!!’

The brunette soon realized she had no words left in her. «My g-god!! What a god!!» That was all her mind could repeat before that magnificent horse of a man.

‘Ooow, my god!! You’re bigger… aahee!!’

She looked to his prick. Both women felt their pussies leaking nonstop.

That penis… that gigantic prick…!

‘Ooohh!!’ Bruuum!! The brunette literally fell on her knees, unable to maintain the strength in her legs. ‘M-m-my g-god!!’

That horse’s prick was insultingly huge! It stretched out in a straight angle, pointing right at its lascivious targets.

‘So?’ The arrogant male opened up his arms, multiplying the muscles of his body and making the prick rise higher and higher.

‘Ooohh!!’

The being got closer. Buuum, buuuum, buuum…!! His prick seemed to only grow larger and larger!

Raissa couldn’t believe the immense girth of that monster… much less it’s horse-sized length!

The guy was literally bigger than any horse! How was that possible?

‘M-my g-g-god!’ She gulped nervously all the time. ‘M-my sweet god!!’

Buuum, buuuum…! The being stopped a few steps away from the ladies.

The blonde laid her eyes on immense balls dangling below the prick; one could see the veins multiplying and the gallons of semen flowing in the sack at every passing second.

‘My god!! My god, my god, my god! Look at thiiis!!!

But Raissa was far too hypnotized by that anaconda to pay attention to anything else.

‘Oooh… what a dong! What a… fucking prick!…’  She ran one finger along the biggest arteries throbbing on that massive shaft. ‘Ow, ow, ow!!’

She felt the blood flowing inside the vast duct, which was thicker and wider than her thumb.

‘M-m-my god… m-m-my…’

The god soon felt two hands in his balls, and saw it was the blonde who touched them and squeezed them.

‘God!! Oooh, what a… fucking Greek god!!’ She was right, even though unknowingly. ‘You… oow, my god, how much…’

«Seed!» Her mind completed what the mouth was still too shy to utter.

The god flexed his muscles and made the prick stand higher still; his phallic monster, as it happened, wasn’t even half-hard!

‘Touch it. Enjoy it.’

‘Oooww… aaaheeemm…!!’

The male didn’t just have ‘testicles;’ he had cannons balls filled with semen, throbbing with the gallons and gallons of sperm he produced at a frenzied pace.

‘My god… my…!!’ The blonde lowered her mouth to those testicles. «Holy fuck!!» Those balls were literally larger than pomegranades! ‘Oooh, fuck!!’

The mega-god started stroking her hair, treating her like his little dog.

‘Is my girl enjoying daddy’s balls?’

She barely even looked at the man, rolling her eyes as she licked and slurped all over those titanic balls!

‘My god… m-my god!…’ The little girl was completely drunk in sex, infected by the intoxicating virility of that male. ‘Raissa!!’ She called her friend. ‘I can feel the spunk inside! Ooooh!!’

Buuum!! The two balls throbbed and swelled, as if proving a point!

Oooorrrhhh…!!!’ The mega-god let off a coarse growl, making the whole valley shake.

Oooo-aaaiiimm!!’ Raissa squirmed as soon as that prick grew even thicker before her face and…

Bloooorshh!!…expelled a thick, powerful load.

«M-m-my god!!» The brunette was floored. «Is he already coming?»

The liquid fell over her body: SPLOOORRRSSH!!

Aaaaheee!!!’

She was covered by that ridiculously virile broth, wondering how a single man could produce so much juice!

Uuuurrrrhhh!!‘ The male roared again, signaling he wasn’t yet finished. ‘Oooh, you hoes!! You fucking sluts!!’

‘My god!!’

‘Oooaarrhh!!’

Bloorsshh!!! The prick shot up. Raissa saw jet after jet after thick jet of hot broth being shot in the sky, bathing her entire body in their fall.

‘Aaaaii!! Aaaai, aaaii!!’

In seconds, the mighty brunette was covered from head to toe by literally gallons of virile juices!

And that wasn’t even the man’s spunk. No! That was just…

«Lubes?!»

Indeed! The man was ejaculating loads of lubes bigger than the entire ejaculate of five hundred men! That was just…

‘Uuuurrrrhh!!!’

…unbe-fucking-lievable!

Bloooorssh!! Sbloooorssh!!!

The two girls beheld, totally aghast, the following shots reaching up to ten feet… thirteen feet high!…

‘Ooooorrrrrhhh!!!’ The male flexed all his muscles. ‘Oooooaaarrrhhhh!!!’

BLOOORSHH…!!! One mega-jet! Bulkier, hotter and thicker than all the previous shots!

‘My… god…!’

Both girls witnessed, with their jaws dropped, that long, formidable ejaculation go on for what seemed to be forever.

‘Oooorrrhh!!!’

The gallons of pre-spunk fell in voluminous torrents on the mega-male’s feet, forming rivers that flowed down to the spring nearby.

Raissa, couldn’t stop trembling and spreading her legs further apart, feeling all that masculine broth flowing down her abs and into… her cunt!

«Ooow, my god!! My fucking god!!» Her mind raced, in complete and utter shock, while that man extracted gallons and more gallons of virile juices from his prick.

‘Ooorrrrh, ooooorrrh, oooorrrhh!!!’

The two mares felt their wombs heat up and their ovaries produce hundreds of fertile eggs, all primed for fecundation!

‘My god!!’ Iara opened her legs, waiting for those heavy loads to fall in between them. ‘I want you to fuck me!’ Her mouth uttered without a shade of shame. ‘Oow, fucking horse! I want you to fuck me with your donkey dick and… ooow!! Cum inside me!!’

The magnificent man looked at her and, lowering his prick…

‘First, my beauty, how about a bath?’

‘Oooorrrhh!!’

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