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[NSFW/+18!] The Billionaire Breeder

Part 1 – Young bull

Some men really just seem to be cut above the rest. There must be something in life—or in blood—that turns such few, lucky males so superior to the pussy boy and sissy betas around them.

Oh, I feel sorry for thinking things like that… but at the same time not sorry at all! It’s hard, especially for us girls, to be an “equalist” when some dudes are so clearly and obviously greater than their peers—and that Alpha stud I was going to meet; that potent, world-consuming Master of the Universe I was going to interview, seemed to belong on a league of its own even among the greatest men I’ve ever known; he seemed to be a god among mortals.

Many envious looks consumed my body as I entered the elevator and patiently waited for us to arrive at the top floor. It was going to be long ride: the building was four-hundred stores high, and it all belong to Mr. Reymond. In my mind, I went through all data I had read about that guy—both the known facts and the fantastic rumors, including all the confidential (literally labeled “top secret”) information sent to me by my editors—and found it more unbelievable every time I recalled it: a 18-year-old youth with a net-worth around 7.3 billion dollars. All self-made.

I know I shouldn’t be so shallow as to measure the man by his wealth, but if that number clearly showed something, it was the quality of the stud’s genes. «If he’s got the brain and the bravado to so effortlessly make so much money at such ripe, young age,» so went the reasoning in my subconscious, «then there’s nothing in the world that this guy—this Alpha!—cannot do.» He was a protector, a provider, which is what we crave for in any big, bulking Alpha.

The fact is that the stud couldn’t have a penny for his name and I still would be falling on my knees for him. Though I couldn’t look at his picture in the middle of the lift, I honestly didn’t need to, for I had it ingrained in my mind ever since I saw him in the countless magazine covers and the few papparazzi photos of him at the beach, dating one of his latest supermodels. «Fuck!» I felt my panties growing yet. «Not so soon!» I was delicately crossing my legs so as to contain my arousal, but the pressure seemed to squish the juices harder out of me.

I couldn’t help it. The guy was a god! He was a dark-manned stud with the body of a Greek god, the charm of a Hollywood star and the wealth of an Arab prince. I was breathing loud and carrse by the time the elevator got to the 300th floor, and my companion by my side cast looks of both envy and admiration, slowly coming to terms with the fact she wasn’t nearly as pretty as I. “Mr. Reymond doesn’t do many interviews.” She said, almost in a disapproving manner, and I couldn’t help but to be reminded of my own superiority—my peak status in the social (and sexual) hierarchy.

“Guess I am a lucky woman.” I discreetly adjusted my feet, and in that slight movement my breasts defied the tight confines of my white shirt, bouncing so lusciously they made rumbling noises inside the lift. My companion, who was assigned to follow me up to Reymond’s office, couldn’t stop staring at my knockers, when she wasn’t distracted by everything else in my body.

“Do you work out?” She broke protocol and let the question slip, and at that moment I knew I had asserted myself as the dominant female of the pack—without even lifting a finger!

I’d say that sometimes it’s pretty difficult being a goddess among girls… but I’d be lying. Ain’t no life easier and sweeter than this one I’ve been blessed with, as well as no pleasure greater than seeing all other women bow before you and recognize my greatness!

I flexed my arms slightly and felt the shirt stretching around them. “Four times a week.” I answered. “I’m Brazilian, you know. Us Brazilian Amazons pride ourselves for having big, beautiful bodies.”

“Oh, well.” She commented, eating my body up with her eyes. “You certainly succeeded.” She smiled. “You are very fit. I must congratulate you on your ass.” She gave my bottom a longer look. “Seriously, are you all natural??”

I flexed my glutes and felt the two massive mountains jump in my rear. I’d love to say that my ass was pure muscle, given its hardness and its power, but that wouldn’t be completely true, as a little fat is necessary to give it its characteristic shape and texture. Still, my ass was bloody hard, so uncommonly strong that even my fat happened to resemple a flexed muscle in terms of sheer hardness, and I had won not a few fitness competitions thanks only to that shapely beast.

My breasts bounced again, their grave, bubbly sounds echoing in the elevator. My follower was too distracted by many parts of my body at the same time to pay attention at just one for too long. I couldn’t blame her, for a beauty like mine could make even the most traditional of Christian girls turn into a raging lesbian.

I flexed my abs and felt the cloth of my tight shirt sink into the crevices of my 4-pack abs. Despite all my size, being a 6’2ft-tall goddess of a woman, I wasn’t so unbelievably ripped as most people—or even myself!—seemed to describe me. I was thick and built, yes, with strong arms that clearly showed a girl who loved fighting and pulling weights, but overall I was a lady-like figure who just so happened to be thick in all the right places.

I looked at my partner, who felt so small at her 5ft6in of height, and smiled. “In Brazil, they call women like me ‘mare-women.’

“‘Mare-women?’”

“Yes.” I flexed my entire body, and the fabric of my shirt and jeans were tested by the thickness of my hardened muscles. “When we get a little thick, we are called ‘mare-women’ because, you know, we resemble a horse in terms of muscles and, dare i say,” I flexed my right arms, “virility!” I flaunted its shape and hardness to her, showing the sleeves nearly ripping around its rippling biceps. “We’re strong and built like horses. That’s the special Brazilian way to call an Amazon, you know.”

I looked down and flexed my legs, and it was a good thing my jeans were so strong and well-made, for any fabric just a little weaker would have been torn to shreds by the gigantic slabs of pure muscle that were my swollen thighs. “Jesus!” The other lady gasped as I was literally forced to spread my feet apart to give my legs a bit a room. My thighs kept sweeling until the fabric filled the elevator with its loud, stretching noises, and the woman gasped as she noticed a single thigh was as thick as her hips. “Oh, my god!” Her eyes were beaming. “You’re, mm… you’re very impressive.”

“Thanks, honey.” I relaxed my body, relieving my clothes of the tremendous pressure they had been put through. “You too are very beautiful.” I smiled as the doors opened before me and I saw the bevy of women who worked on that last floor. “Everyone here is, I see.” My companion gave me a knowing look, walking me over to the billionaire’s door.

“Mr. Reymond is a very ambitious man.” Her walk became flimsier as she too recalled the image of that womanizing billionaire. “One could say he’s… hungry. Hungry for money, hungry for power, and hungry for…

“Pussy.” I nonchalantly completed for her, and she gave me a startled look as rows and rows of the tallest, most beautiful women in the world passed us by.

“You’re very forward, aren’t you?”

I gave her a humorous shrug. “I’m very Brazilian.” In front of me, a large door stood on the other side of the largest, fanciest hall in the floor. The place had windows for halls, giving me a majestic view of the city that billionaire owned. «How many souls in this city work for him?» My panties were getting so moist I felt them dripping on my legs. «How many pussies has he conquered yet?» That was supposed to be a serious interview, but I couldn’t help to let my mind wander through only the nastiest, most intimate questions possible. “This is Mr. Reymond’s room, I suppose.”

“Yes. Yes, it is.” She walked to the secretary who took guard of the room. “Please, take a seat. Mr. Reymond will be seeing you shortly.” It didn’t take long to the doors to paradise to open and beautiful woman to invite me in. “You have one hour.” She said, almost giving me a naughty smirk.

“Oh.” Not to let any sassiness unanswered, I too replied with a smile. “I think one hour won’t be nearly enough.” And then I finally entered the king’s palace, ready to meet face-to-face that guy who so quickly and absolutely had become the owner of the world.

The place was big, but fuck it. I didn’t care one damn bit for the size of the room, the expensive furniture, the rows of awards on display, or the jaw-dropping view of the city, which was laid before me by the vast windows which took over three whole sides of that place. I couldn’t give two fucks about the state-of-the-start decoration, the hip, minimalist architecture, or the expensive gadgets on display.

Fuck all that. The only thing I could care about –the only thing anyone could pay attention too—was the god standing in the very middle of the room as he turned to me with a smiled that made my pussy shower my panties and drench my legs in female nectar; a god facing me with a body so vast, shoulders so wide, and a face so perfect that immediately my legs became wobbly and I had to freeze on the ground so as not to fall. The door closed behind me, and there was a brief silence before that dark god spoke to me.

“Why do you think an hour won’t be enough, Ms. Jordani?” Jesus Christ, his voice! I swear the room rumbled once he spoke, and I sure felt, deep in my female core, every nerve shook by the power and authority that emanated from his beautiful, thick, wide lips, forged inside that thick, muscular neck of his!

“Y-you can call me Paola, if you want.” Was the first thing I answered. Damn, if I wasn’t wet… and he knew it! Oh, he had that cocky smirk I had seem so many times before—the smirk of a guy who knew he’d already conquered his lay! What to other men it usually took hours of effort, to him it was a matter of seconds—if that long. “Y-you…” I had to clear my throat and squeeze my legs tighter so as not to completely embarrass myself. “You probably have a lot to talk about, so… such an interesting life can hardly be summarized… in just one hour, right?”

The giant man allowed a silent pause of a few seconds before walking over to me, making my body panic as nervous beads of sweat appeared in my forehead. “I certainly have a lot of things to do.” His body grew more gigantic as the distance between us was shortened. “I don’t care too much about the interview.” His smile grew more devilish as he walked, swinging his hips with effortless bravado. “I’m more interested on the interviewer.”

«What the fuck??» My mind exploded, a mix of offense and arousal taking over my body. «Is he doing that now?! So quick?!» The bastard hadn’t even waited for a few questions to make a move on me! I mean, I knew he was powerful, but goddamned! Was he really so god-like that he thought the could make such moves on stranger and not expect any bad repercussions?

I cleared my throat and tried to be professional. My stammering betrayed me as soon as the very first word: “M-Mr. Reymond, p-please.” Goddamn it! “L-let’s be professional.” My voice all by died out, however, when the stud stood still right in front of me, his towering height leaving me speechless.

“When I saw you on TV, Paola, I knew I had to have you.” He raised his hands to his shoulders and took off his expensive tuxedo, throwing it on the floor with absolute disregard. “Today, I’m going to see if you feel just as hot inside as you look outside.” He undid the top button of his shirt, the other ones soon to follow.

I dropped my briefcase on the ground, where it cracked open and let some sheets of paper fly around my feet. I was speechless, my quivering lips being the only response I could give for that gigantic male undoing his white shirt in front of me. I knew what I had to do… and I knew I wouldn’t do it! No woman can act normal next to a perfect male specimen like that. «With any other man…» My mind raced as I bit and sucked my lower lip, «with any… other man!… I would have left and #metoo’ed his ass. But this… this ain’t a man!» I crossed my legs while still standing. «This is a god.»

I saw his flesh beneath the shirt, and all my insides dried out with the sheer arousal, the fire that consumed me. “Fuck.” The beast was pure muscle. His shoulders and his chest seemed to go on forever, with the first muscles of his ripped abs shining before me. His dark, bronzed skin was almost shining with the health of a perfect breed… and a perfect breeder.

I saw his biceps flexing and stretching his sleeves as he tore the rest of the shirt opened, revealing his whole torso to me. «Perfection.» My mind exploded, and so did my cunt.

“H-h-how…?” A silly question came out through my throat: “h-how big are you??” The monster smiled as he let the rays of the sun bounce on his body and make it shine.

“There are so many was I can answer that.” The monster flexed his muscles without even wanting too. I saw the ripples of his fibers flowing like waves from his crotch to his shoulders, the big, bulging veins feeding his armor of muscles with pints of blood every second. “In height, I could answer I am 8’6ft-tall.” My pussy immediately swelled to double its size at that moment, bursting with so much lube that a dark sport quickly formed in my hips. “In weight,” the monster flexed his chest and his arms, making every muscle acquire obscene volume and hardness, “I’m afraid I’m on the heavy side.” He smiled, looking at my quivering lips, my panting chest, and my trembling, wet legs. “I’m a 600-pound bull with enough muscles to tear through concrete.” He raised his arm. “See.”

He flexed his biceps. The bulging muscle tore through the sleeve of his shirt without resistance, in the blink of an eye, and then he just kept flexing his monster until that beast of a biceps grew larger than my own head, threads of the sleeves falling from his arms as his shirt was ruined. He lifted the other arm and destroyed the other sleeve with a single flex, making his chest and his abs harden along with his beautiful guns, his whole body shining with an aura of power and firmness that made me both terrified and deeply horny.

My eyes wandered down his body and counted the near-endless rows of muscles on his abs. The beasts were salient and rumbling, with thick veins bulging and throbbing over them, like oil ducts powering his machine-like strength. “Jesus…” My voice came out slow and molten, like honey poured on my tongue. The beast had a 12-pack—the only man I’ve ever met with so many muscles. “You’re…!!” When I looked up to him, my neck literally hurt. “You’re a god!”

The eighteen-year-old musclebound multibillionaire relaxed his muscles and moved his hands to his hips, slowly unbuckling his belt. “You haven’t seen god yet.” With a loud *tang!* he undid his belt, and the gesture allowed me to gaze longingly at his ridiculously thick legs. I was a big, strong girl, yet even with my massive ass his thighs were wider then my own hips. A drop of saliva drooled from my lips as I watched him throw the belt away and then move his hands apart, making a inviting motion with his fingers. “Come.” The god commanded. “Lower my pants for me.”

A thousand different sensations rushed through my body as I stood between a HAND and a hard place, knowing so clearly what I wanted to do, but still refusing to give in to my deepest, filthiest desires. I looked at him and shook my head, without a thread of  conviction in my motion. “N-no.” I answered, and the god made no movement or expression. After a long silence, he simply laid his knuckles on his hips and commanded: “now.”

My heart sank. I whimpered loudly as a rush of hot juices exploded through my cunt. My womb felt pierced by the words of that quality breeder, my very female core shaken by his abundant masculinity. To my shock, my knees were hitting each other thanks to the shaky state of my legs, and soon enough I found myself collapsing on the ground, my knees on the floor and my forehead soon to follow, shaken by the burning sensations in my hips. “Jesus… oooh!!!” I moaned aloud, and hot gushes of juices stained my jeans. “Fuck, ooh…! What is happening?!”

My pussy was squirting—not just any squirt, but a literal firehose of nectar on my jeans making a gooey puddle grow around my knees. I felt the monster stepping closer, and the heat of his body made mine burn even hotter, with explosions of juices making my pussy sore as my tits began to swell and burn with the milk inside them.

The monster looked to my massive jugs and chuckled, almost in approval of what he saw. “You are a fertile mare.” His smirk gained demonic contours. “A mare-woman, isn’t that right? You truly are the most gorgeous Brazilian I’ve ever fucked.”

“Fuck!!” The way he talked like he already possessed me never failed to extract more powerful gushes from my cunt, and at that moment I felt the lubes bursting even outside of my jeans, forming a massive puddle around my body. My jeans and shorts were absolutely ruined as my eyes nearly popped out of my skull, the pleasure like I was going to fucking explode. “Jesus fucking Christ!!” I looked up to that god, tears flowing down my cheeks. “What the fuck…?! Aaah!!”

The beast lifted one hand to my chin and stroked it. “Lactate for me.” My chest hardened—my pectorals flexing on their own. Multiple veins sprawled over my tits, which stiffened and added immense pressure with the gallons of milk inside them. The cream burst so hard from my nipples that I felt them almost torn up by the intensity, with such heat as to almost make steam. My white shirt was soaked with my milk, and soon the place was filled with the sounds of my creamy pellets dripping on the floor.

“Jesus!!” I felt the masses flowing out of my boobs as the monster guided their flow:

“Harder.” The milk burst ferociously from my tits in a loud, gushing sound. I felt the urge of tearing my clothes up and freeing my knockers, relieving them from the pressure that made them hurt so badly. “Oh, fuuck!!!” I gave in to the panic, tearing my shirt out and throwing it away to reveal my muscular body; my sculpted shoulders and wall-like muscular back, my hard breasts and my ripped, shredded abs to that hungry monster.

“Cum harder.” He commanded, and my pussy obeyed: juices burst from them like hydrants, and the whole floor quickly began to be covered by the waves of so many lubes. I never knew I could make so much of them so quickly! I felt like I was pissing myself, but it was even more extreme than that: my insides burned, and felt liquefied with all that power and pressure! I felt like dying and resurrecting almost immediately, my whole being becoming lighter, yet also heavier with all the pressure and the flames. “Jesus!!!”

The monster cracked his knuckles as he nonchalantly issued another command: “lift your chest. Hose my pants and my hips with your milk. Now.”

I did so instantly, without even seeing a thing, for my eyes had rolled-up with so much pleasure my sockets were almost pure white. My tits throbbed visibly and exploded with milk all over the man’s pants, painting him white. My broth splashed on his abs and sprinkled his massive chest as the beast grunted and growled with visible pleasure, his milk-soaked jeans revealing a formidable bulge through their tight, wet fabric.

«Oh, my god!» My eyes, as with many things in that place, couldn’t believe what they saw. The monster’s soft penis created a bulge so large it felt like a whole arm going down his legs. I panted and creamed myself harder before that massive bulge, which went far below the man’s knees.

I looked up and let my amazement be known: “fuck!! You’re huge even there?!!” And the king calmly replied: “Yes, sweetie. Especially there.” He snuck his fingers inside his pants and pulled them lower, leaving the rest to me: “pull my pants down. Now.” I obeyed. His words were my will. I couldn’t resist, nor would I ever want to: I placed my hands on those pants and pulled them down, soon realizing how tight they felt on that man’s legs. “Fuck!!” I muttered, my tits squirting milk a different intervals all the time. “You’re so fucking built!!” I kissed his waist and licked it, coating his abs with my tongue. “Fuck, you… you’re a god.”

The monster grabbed my hair and pulled it, effortlessly lifting my body up to his abs, which I licked, bit, sucked, kissed, and worshipped. Fuck!! My pussy was consumed by a deadly fire as my tongue darted deep in the valleys of that mountain chain of muscles, gushing hard as I took bites of every one of his manly muscles and licked his pack from bottom to top, degrading myself to a mere bitch worshiping her owner.

As abruptly as he had pulled my hair, the man dropped me back on the floor. “I love the reaction of my women upon seeing my cock for the first time.” He smiled, feeling my hands caressing his legs, wrapping my fingers around that bulge under his jeans. “I am a hung god. A bull. A stud. And I will breed you, my Brazilian slut. I will breed you now.” He took my chin and pulled my face up. I was crying! My tits were squirting milk and my cunt was gushing all the time, a shadow of the proud Amazon I once was. “Do you want my seed in your womb?” I nodded and whimpered a pathetic ‘yes.’ “Then very well, my child.”

He let go of my chin, and my forehead hit his waist. “Then get to work.”

I flexed my biceps and my abs as I pulled his jeans lower, revealing the outrageous amount of hard muscles in his legs. Jesus, that guy seemed he was bulking up just as I undressed him, the fibers of his muscles rippling and stretching every time he breathed.

The mass of his monster cock made my job much harder. My jaw dropped and my tongue rolled out of my mouth as I saw the base of his shaft, easily thicker than the flexed biceps of an average man. “Oh, my god!” The beast seemed aroused by my hot breath on his shaft, grunting and roaring as he grabbed my head again and pulled it against his exposed flesh.

“Jesus… fuck!!” I wanted to say a lot of things to him, but my body was completely paralysed by the delicious sensation of having that beast of a dong in my mouth. The girth of his shaft alone was enough to enrapture me in a wave of orgasms that sent my pussy cumming like never before. I’ve had my fair share of big-dicked men in life, but that was ridiculous. I was panting, moaning, then screaming on that dick as I licked and drooled over it, the puddle of my lubes and milk growing at a ludicrous pace around my knees. “Fuck!!! This dick belongs to an elephant.”

The stud gave me a beautiful smile. “I am more endowed than that.” He grabbed his bulge with a hand and squeezed it, making my heart stop as I could even see the veins of the creature beneath the fabric. “Be a good girl and get your daddy clean and wet.” He squeezed that bulge again, and the cock throbbed as in a violent response to his own touch.

I undid my pants and lowered them, giving my ass and my cunt a little air. “Yes, daddy!” The beast saw my massive, steel-hard ass while I sucked the base of his cock and struggled to pull his jeans any lower, the muscles of my back hardening and flexing as I exerted more power on that piece of clothing.

The beast produced deep, rumbling sounds which echoed all over the room, a sign of approval before everything he saw in my body. For a while, I felt confident, even arrogant near that man, as if my initial fear had been unsubstantiated, and I had in fact some change of actually turning the tables on hi…

“FUCK!!” As I pulled his jeans to about half his thighs, the bulging meat of his cock punched my face, throbbing with as many veins as I could count. The thing was bent and twisted, almost as if there was too much cock for even his massive legs to hold. That piece of man-meat alone was easily over eight inches long, and I hadn’t even uncovered a third of his legs yet! What’s more, despite it’s absurd hardness and sturdiness, the cock was actually… soft! “Jesus Christ!!” That soft cock had more veins, girth, and strength than a literal hard horse cock. “Fucking shit!!” I looked to the man and vented. “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!”

He rolled his eyes. “This my penis, whore.” He grabbed the monster with his hand, encircling it with his index and thumb. “You see? It isn’t even beginning to get hard yet!”

“You… fucker!” I lifted my hand to the cock, and then… I came. “FUCK!!!” My screams were far too many to be counted and too loud to be resisted as I experienced thousands of orgasms rolled into one. “FUUUCK!!!” The windows shook as my body went through that nerve-splitting tsunami of orgasms.

The energy from his dick seized my wrist like electricity, sending orgasmic shockwaves down to my cunt. I had visions of many different planets as my body travelled through space and time and my muscles throbbed and hardened on their own, my entire body flexing and bulking with the surge of energy feeding my nerves.

There was a loud, tearing noise on the room, and once I realized what had happened, my jeans had a massive rip on my left thigh. Another ripping noise came, and it was the turn on my right thigh to completely tear the jeans apart. I was shaking like a vibrator on the ground, experiencing enough orgasms to pop a few nerves behind my eyes, which were flooded with blood. Drops of scarlet dripped on the ground as the monster caressed my face with his huge fingers and cleared it from the blood, trying to make my orgasms just a little less… deadly. “Hush, hush, little child. It’s completely normal for your first try.” The monster smiled, rubbing the exposed flesh of his serpent on my face. “Most women pass out when they touch my dick.”

I looked to that monster cock, seeing everything red thanks to the blood in my eyes. Even if his energy wasn’t so maddening, the mere fact that I was grabbing that soft dick without my fingers meeting on the other side was enough manliness to make me cum. The veins throbbed so hard they actually moved my fingers away—or made them hurt whenever I tried to squeeze them back. I grabbed that beast with both hands and squeezed it, my biceps bulging loudly as I crushed that penis and… felt nothing! My fingers didn’t cave into that meat, and the cock didn’t seem to react in the slightest to my touch! I crushed it and crushed it and crushed it, yet that snake never bulged a millimeter; the hardest, most massive piece of flesh I had ever felt; a soft cock that was harder than my biceps at their hardest! “Fuck me!!”

I came for more ten minutes as I looked up to the man, crying loudly, expressing my amazement with the only words a woman could use to a god like him: “you must be so hard when you fuck! I can’t imagine your hardness and your power when you… when you!!…” I spread my legs farther, gushing juices on the floor. “When you fuck me hard!!”

The monster caressed my cheeks and my chin again, answering in a very condescending tone: “you cannot take me. Not without passing out.” He pointed to his cock. “My monster still waits for fresh air.” His cocky grim made me aroused just as it made me furious. “Stop wasting my time… whore.”

Shaken by countless orgasms, I submitted to his will, tamed my orgasms, and went back with my eager hands to his pants, pulling them down to reveal inch after inch after inch of that daunting beast as his balls finally broke free and… shattered all my preconceived notions on male anatomy—specifically, on the size, the hardness, the ripeness of two raging, Alpha stud testicles.

They were big. The biggest bull balls I’d ever seen!

Part 2 – Enter the Harem

«You’ve got… to be fucking… kidding me!!» I felt my brain electrified as I held in my hands the thick cock of that musclebound billionaire. The kid had just turned eighteen, yet he flaunted the dick of a god in his waist!

My body was shaking and my chest was heaving. Simply holding that cock gave me more orgasms than I’d ever felt with any other man in my life! The monster stud caressed my cheeks, smiling like he knew how absolutely in control he was. “My god-cock is waiting to be worshipped, slut.” The teenage billionaire growled, with his voice deeper than a thunder. “Keep pulling it, you Brazilian whore.”

I rarely obeyed to commands as crass and unrefined, but that stud clearly bypassed all my rules. With a wimpy voice, I answered: “y-yes, m-master,” and kept pulling his pants down, exerting tremendous effort on my shapely biceps just to move the cloth on his thighs. Each of his legs were wider than my hips, and I was having one hell of a hard time finding out where to concentrate first: my lips cherished those hyper-muscular, uber-thick legs with long, wet kisses, bites, and suctions, but it was clear that the monster cock got the lion’s share of my attention.

As I panted and grunted while trying to get those pants down, I opened my mouth fully and tried to eat the monster dick that was already exposed—though I found out that my full mouth could hardly gobble up even half of that monster’s girth. «Jesus Christ! » I choked and drooled on the cock, resigning myself to chew it and coat it all with my saliva. «How fucking thick!!» The kid had the cock of an elephant in his waist, and surely the confidence of a god as he grabbed my head with both hands and guided it up and down his exposed shaft, feeling my saliva coat the monster member completely.

“Yes, yes, whore.” He shut his eyes briefly, approving my bites and my suctions on his member. “Be a good Brazilian whore and worship this horse. I want to be very wet when I breed you.” My body convulsed and my tits hosed his thighs with more cups of milk. My pussy was gushing loudly on the floor as a 10ft-wide puddle of lube had been formed around our bodies. Not only was I fighting the sheer size of that penis on my mouth and the tightness of his pants on my legs, I had to deal with the extreme physical reactions of my body thanks to my mind-boggling orgasms.

I was literally being struck by waves of multiple orgasms every single second as I brought that bull’s pants as low as his knees, exposing fifteen inches of ungodly thick penis followed by the two biggest balls I’d ever seen on any living creature. “OH, MY GOD!!” The shock was so absolute I threw myself away, hitting my back on the floor, and then shivered at the sight of those two impressive orbs I had just released.

The monster chuckled, leading one hand to his knees and grabbing a single ball with it. As he lifted it up, his biceps swelled so hard I could literally hear the muscles tensing up, with veins bulging along his powerful arm as he exerted enormous effort to move a single testicle in his sack. The large, tumid ball throbbed so hard I also could hear it, seeing the fat loads of semen flowing inside its ducts, filling the ball sack up with his fertile, healthy sperm.

“Each of my balls weights fifty pounds.” The beast said, letting the balls slowly fall as he dropped it, seeing the testicle only very calmly return to its regular position, like a metal sinking in tar. I saw the two jewels side by side, startled by how they didn’t even fit between his legs. The monster held the second ball on his other palm and lifted it, displaying a roadmap of veins and arteries in his limb as the biceps bulged to enormous proportions.

All the muscles of that dark-maned god stud were flexing and dancing before me, making my body delirious with orgasms. Having stopped gushing for a moment, my pussy reverted to gushing powerful bombs of nectar straight on that dark god’s body, showering him with my juices as he laughed and opened his mouth to catch a few of my sprinkles. His vast, bull-like body was washed with my squirt as I hit my head against on the ground and screamed my heart out.

The door behind me opened. A beautiful, blond supermodel stuck the head inside the room and asked: “s-sir?” She too was immediately intimidated by everything she saw. “Would you… oh, my god!… would you like some p-privacy… on the floor?”

The monster gazed deeply at her. The woman started panting and shaking just as I was, squeezing her legs against one another to avoid the rush of fluids her womb was secreting. The monster displayed his fat, bountiful genitalia along with his armor of muscles to her, then answered with a voice I can only describe as thunder coated in honey: “no. Call the other girls.” He smiled. “You can gather there, in the room, as I lay with this new flesh.”

The beast flexed his muscles, highlighting his insane 12-pack abs and his king-sized chest. There was a sloshing sound coming from the door, and as I got a better hold of my orgasms I realized that the woman had also squirted, cumming with the gratuitous display of masculinity from that stud. “I want you all to see what will do to this woman. How I can lay her like no one else can. How I can fuck her like I stallion, pound her like a bull, breed her like an elephant.” He squeezed his throbbing balls, proving a point. A thick, growling sound of juices sloshing inside that gonad was heard everywhere in the room, and the woman supported herself in the door so as not to fall on the ground, betrayed by her quivering legs. The monster smirked only more arrogantly. “Tell me, Sarah.” He squeezed his massive ball harder. “How many gallons of seed do you think this ball has?”

That monster must have clearly been joking when he said “gallons.” «An exaggeration that somehow highlights the truth, » I thought, looking down at his crotch and being struck by overwhelming fear, however, as I saw the loads of jizz coursing constantly inside his ducts. I gulped, realizing that “gallons” might not have been an exaggeration. «Jesus Christ, these balls are ridiculous! » Even for his massive hands, a single testicle easily overwhelmed the reach of his palm. «They’re the two biggest… hardest things I ever saw!!»

I laid my head on the ground again and closed my eyes, suffering under another ludicrous jolt of pleasure. “GOD!!” I screamed, hosing that body with my juices. The other woman too fell on the ground, on all fours, panting and crying as her pussy exploded in intervals with powerful loads. “Oh, god, I… I…” She still tried to speak, her eyes tearing up and breasts almost breaking free from her dress. “God, you hold many gallons in that ball!!”

“How many gallons?” The monster continued, squeezing his huge gonad and making us both hear the coarse sound of his semen being compressed inside it. We both lost our minds as I squirted and lactated whole buckets, and the woman pressed her face against the floor to withstand the massive orgasms of her pussy. Another woman seemed to appear in the room, covering her mouth in shock while admonishing to the blonde: “Sarah, come on!! You’re making a mess!!” Poor Sarah tried to replied, but her voice was silent under a barrage of orgasms. “Sarah, please! You’re squirting everywhere!!”

The monster chuckled as his held his other ball and played with the two magnificent testicles at the same time, walking closer to me as those virile babies throbbed with power in his hands. “Just like you girls have extreme bosoms, I have extreme testicles.” He smirked just like a rich child flaunting his wealth to his less fortunate peers. “I like showing off whenever I can. Unlike other men, I can get naked before a woman and drive her mad just with the sight of my masculinity.” Just to prove his point, he lifted the balls over my gushing cunt, letting my saliva on his cock drip back on me. The ooze had been warmed up by the balls and somehow “infected” by their raging masculinity; when it dripped on me, I felt like he was already sprinkling cum on my core, which drove me over the edge… again!

“GOD!!” I gushed powerful juices in his waist, showering him so hard many of the juices splashed in my face. Sarah too was hypnotized by the balls, and so was the other brunette woman that had arrived in the room, peeking inside Reymond’s office to see just what the hell was going on.

“M-master Reymond,” her mouth let it slip. It seemed that the term “master” replaced the formal “mister” in that office. The young, big-dicked billionaire sighed with a dissimulated discontent, looking at those two women paralyzed with pleasure on the door. “Come in, you whores.” He flexed his muscles. “All of you, come. I have too much seed for even this Brazilian mare, anyway.” Part of me wanted to protest, but most of me could only scream and shower him with squirts as those two pussycats crawled into the room, failing to even close the door behind them.

Within seconds, Reymond had three beauties before his genitalia. “Who wants to worship this monster cock?” He asked, and before his final word was finished the two woman launched themselves to his balls, attacking it like ravenous animals while I tried to control my orgasms and regain command on my muscles. The beast grunted and growled as the two tongues and fat pairs of lips sucked and covered his member in goo. The blonde woman crammed her face in his balls and motor-boated them, soon making them rain with her saliva and spit as she pushed those testicles harder against herself.

“Jesus Christ, Reymond!” Her amazement was glaring. “How come you have balls bigger than a bull’s?!” She literally tore her cleavage off, revealing her immense, double-D-sized breasts and pushing them against his balls. Reymond had a sack so bulging and virile his balls really competed with her bosom in size!

“You know my blood.” The monster flexed his muscles, and the two beauties were stricken by countless orgasms as they felt his virile body as hard as steel. “I’m a perfect male specimen. A supreme breeder made to knock out many lush wombs as yours.”

“Arrogant stud!” The other woman pumped his dick with both hands and her bosom, trying hard not to lose focus and worship those heavy seed-makers too. The monster, however, pulled her by the hair and lifted her in the air like she was nothing; a 5’8ft-tall woman with decent muscles on her body lifted like a plume, to the amazement of us both.

“Maybe you’d like a reminder of what I can do.” The bitch wailed in the air, crying like a dog as the monster grabbed the other woman and pulled her away from his genitalia. His eyes darted back to me, who was hosing their three bodies with my abundant pussy nectar. “Paola, maybe you would like a sneak peek of my fertility.” He flexed his thighs, highlighting his two monster balls. God, if that wasn’t the absolute symbol of virility!

Unceremoniously, the monster threw both women on the ground, making his office tremble as they crashed like heavy sex dolls on the floor, then he tore his pants away to free his body from the constraints of their cloth. My eyes almost exploded from my skull as I beheld his glorious lower body, now fully naked before me. “GOD!!” The words burst naturally from my throat. “OH, YOU GOD!! GOD!!” My tits gushed milk so hard they painted his shoulder and his massive biceps white. “Oh, you fucking god!! You…!! You…!!” My pussy was unloading as hard as a machine gun. “You powerful stud!!”

The monster grabbed his dangling, semi-hard cock in his waist. Now even his hand failed to completely encircle the mammoth penis. “A powerful stud? You haven’t even seen me studding a woman.” He looked to the two panting secretaries in front of him, both so gorgeous they easily belonged on catwalks. “Let me unload my jizz on these two ladies so I can get my dick warmed up.” He smirked, massaging his balls with one hand while he stroked his dong with the other.

Only then I could see his full genitalia finally exposed. The man turned his side to me, giving me a view of his profile, and the shade of his monstrous member against the strong lights of the windows was a powerful enough image to be burned in my mind forever! How the fuck could I describe that cock?! The beast was only semi-hard, yet it easily surpassed the largest, thickest cock I’d ever had threefold!

«Oh-my-god!!» I felt my pussy and clit quivering like a Naja tail. “Oh-my-fucking-god!!” Bursts of lubes hit the man’s body. It was insane! As he briefly let his cock dangle to the ground, I saw that it almost hit the floor! Not only that, but the monster was so unrealistically thick that “third leg” wasn’t just a tongue-in-cheek expression to him; it was fucking literal! “How fucking thick is you dick?!” I blurted out, my mind boiling in curiosity.

The monster stopped his walk towards those two beautiful bunnies, looking briefly at me while he shook his gargantuan rod. “I’m about three-and-half-inches wide when I’m soft. Don’t worry.” His apologetic tone was almost sincere. “I get much thicker when I’m hard.” I suffered more orgasms as my mind processed that number: «three and a half inches… wide?!» Was the beast really so large that it was easier to measure his width instead of girth? What the fuck was that creature?!

The powerful billionaire leaned over to his women and grabbed one of their shirts. I didn’t even see what happened as, in the middle of a blink, the monster tore both her shirt and her bra out, exposing her torso. He slapped and squeezed her tits playfully, treating her like a toy before grabbing her pants and effortlessly tearing them off. Ripping those clothes off was so easy to him his muscles didn’t even bulge. Only the drenched panties remained on that blonde girl, and he easily torn them with a flick of two fingers: *snap!* The woman panted and creamed his face with lubes just before he turned it to the other gal.

The action was repeated: his hands tore whatever cloth remained in her body, then they quickly ripped her panties away. Both ladies were naked, their fat cunts throbbing and gushing while their tits smacked against their own faces, both bosoms so large they dangled around like huge basketballs of hard flesh. The monster grabbed his cock and slapped it on a palm, like a thug handling a club. “Who wants to be inseminated first?” The virile Alpha smacked his cock on the blond girl, who screamed as her tits and belly were battered by that beat club. The monster lifted his cock with both hands and threw it down with violence against her.

What followed was a bloody massacre. Literally: blood was coming from the blonde’s nose as the beast repeatedly battered her with his semi-hard cock. The room rumbled and the floor quaked as the dick fell time and time again on the body, the blows so hard she was bouncing on the ground and meeting the dick midair: *boom!! Boom-boom-boom-booom!!*

I saw the floor getting red as the playboy teenager turned her body on the ground and smacked her shapely, muscular back with his cock. Her fit, athletic body bounced and quivered under every ferocious blow, and those were growing in speed just as they were in intensity. Soon, the monster was literally whipping her body, her back all bruised as blood was sprinkled on the brunette’s face by her side. While all that happened, the dick grew harder and the balls bounced lively on the stud’s waist. His smile was captivating as it was terrifying. “How do you like that beating?”

The poor woman could only reply: “I’m fucking loving, daddy!! Oh, please, daddy, beat me!! Beat me as hard as you can, daddy!! You can go harder than that, daddy, please, oh, daddy, please, please!!”

The monster grabbed the poor blond thing by the hair and lifted her quickly in the air; so fast, in fact, that a gush of air hit my body, and then he looked at her with a smile so nasty it could have belonged to Satan himself. “You want it hard, right?” He crushed his monster dong in his grip, making the veins swell ever thicker. “Already. I will give your hard.”

Then he pounded her. Oh, god, how he pounded her! My heart froze and my pussy stopped cumming as I saw the massacre he did with his prick: swinging the monster like a club, he repeatedly battered the blonde’s body, which in turn swung and dangled madly in the air. Blood was sprinkled the brunette as she too watched the blows get stronger and quicker, the dick swinging side to side while hitting the woman’s hips, breasts, and face.

The god held his prick up high and smacked it in the middle of her body. She was flung backwards, then back to him as his grip on her hair never relented, then he swung his dick on her again and again and again, beating her until her breasts were shaking so hard you could hear the milk violently sloshing inside them.

“GOD!!” She screamed, and a load of blood gushed from her mouth and nose. The monster threw her face down on the ground, and her massive breasts gushed with milk. A large, gooey white puddle was formed around her chest as the male positioned his legs on each side of her waist, grabbing his cock much harder as his balls swung gloriously in hips. With animalistic growls, he looked like he was barely in control of himself always holding back so as not to assault that woman with mortal blows. “Is that beating good enough for you, my princess?”

As I saw the gargantuan tool in his hands—the tip of it reaching as high as the middle of his pecs!—the blonde girl squirmed and puked blood on the floor, turning her head to him and smiled. “You used to be stronger, stud.” That seemed to both arouse and enrage the monster, and his next blow came without announcement or any sort of telegraphing; the beast just squeezed his cock with both hands and smacked it down on her back, crushing the woman so violently on the ground I soon heard a loud and distinctive *crack!*

I covered my mouth as I looked to the body and saw a few cracks on the ground around the woman. The beast didn’t even wait her to regain her breath as he battered her powerfully and mercilessly with his dick, the beating making painful, agonizing rumbles all over the room. The cracks grew bigger and more visible on the floor, and the woman’s body started to slowly sink on it as the monster rejoiced on his power, throwing his cock again and again and again on her back until even my body was jumping on the ground thanks to the strength of the impact.

The blonde girl squirmed and shouted and creamed herself every time the dick hit her bruised, battered back and crushed her body brutally on the ground. A large crack was soon heard, and the tiles of the floor violently crashed as the woman was pushed inside the floor, carved maybe a few inches deep into the ground as the beast didn’t relent his pounding.

With every powerful swing, his dick grew just a bit longer and thicker, so much so that the monster couldn’t even grab two thirds of his own girth with a single hand. Every time he lifted his cock, I saw it reaching as high as his chin. That eighteen-year old stud had twice the cock of a horse and the width of an elephant’s paw! He was simply monstrous!

The beating grew so fast that the room was constantly, violently shaking, with my body and the brunette’s moving around as the blonde girl was nailed into the ground. The beast roared and expelled steam through his nostrils, his body temperature growing so hot that a faint aura of steam surrounded him. He didn’t ask her if she could withstand more of that beating; he just beat her, and at one moment he started to draw blood from her back, painting his cock, his balls, his hips and his abs red.

The cock moved up-and-down so fast that it soon seemed like several different cocks all at once. A little later, all these cocks disappeared into one large blur, and the body on the blonde was nailed like a piece of work under an industrial machine on the ground: her body sunk deeper very quickly before our eyes, and the cracks grew so large and plentiful the floor started turning to dust. A huge crater had been formed around her as her body sunk a few more inches in just one second, exposing the pipelines under the floor and then bending their metal.

The monster repeatedly smacked her, still feeling his cock somewhat soft. The 8’6ft-tall muscle monster had enough cock to please even a literal mare, yet that still wasn’t all his power and virility. As his blows grew even more vicious and terrifying, the blond secretary finally relented: “please, stop!!” She screamed, and loads of blood poured from her mouth and nose. “I’m done!! I’m can’t take it anymore, stud!”

To my surprise—for the monster didn’t seem like one who took orders from anyone—, the billionaire held his dick firmly in the air, his engorged cockhead throbbing in the middle of his pecs as he gazed upon the bloodied, bruised back of his female. “Was that enough dick for you?” The blond girl them turned around, weeping as she pressed her back on the floor and turned her up her tits, which were also bruised and leaking milk. Her entire body was covered with bruises, and her once angelic face was a little bit swollen on some spots. Still, she looked at her stud and smiled, right before spreading her legs for him, offering her swollen cunt for the taking.

“I want five kids this time.” She said, shivering like a pussy in heat. The monster’s grimace alone would have gotten any female pregnant. I could literally feel his heat burning my skin from afar. Then, to the blonde’s disappointment, the monster just turned around and walked to the brunette woman on her side, who shivered and immediately begged as she saw those dozens of inches of hard god-cock threatening her: “please, no! I’m not a freak like her!!” She joined her hands and begged. “No beating, please!”

The monster pumped his monster dong with a single hand while massaging the balls with the other. It’s customary for size queens like me to refer to really endowed balls as “big as oranges” or “big as pomegranates,” but those balls were a level beyond that; even the biggest, hardest, juiciest of pomegranates couldn’t hold a candle to the size of those nuts. They were larger than Easter eggs and just a tad bit smaller than American footballs, each getting rounder and heavier as the mountains of jizz just piled up inside his godly sack.

The prick oozed lube from its gargantuan cumslit, and the shot that came from it was powerful enough to hit the ceiling. *Splooorsh!!* The ceiling kept dripping hot lubes down on the brunette as the monster lowered his prick to her with both arms, aiming it at her legs. “I will breed you first.” His balls contracted, reacting lively to every mention of the act. “I will knock you up with seven children this time, Valeria. What do you think?”

The brunette was taller than the blonde, but much more “classically beautiful” and aggressively feminine, with a waist so small one could wrap it fully with two big hands, yet hips and bosom so monstrously wide and large she would make Jessica Rabbit turn to her in horror and yell “you freak” to her face.

Her legs were thick and hard, the only very muscular feature of her body, and almost as good as my own gym-trained thighs. Her cunt was so tight it seemed almost ludicrous in her abundant, super-feminine body.

With a cock that large, the monster wasn’t actually going to penetrate her as he was going to tear her up in a bloodied mess! Still, the brunette hugged her waist and highlighted the massive size of her milk-full breasts, which dripped with milk from her nipples as she replied: “I still have nightmares of my last labor! Your kids are such freaking beasts!”

The monster chuckled, clearly aroused by that praise. “You see the genes you’re dealing with.” He left his cock for a while, and the beast smacked back into his own chest. «Jesus Christ! » I though, seeing the massive dong reach the middle of his pecs. With both massive, bulging arms he grabbed his balls and flaunted them with all their loud, sloshing jizz to his mate, showing just how much juice he was going to pump into her. “These balls carry the genes of a god. You can expect nothing less than very big, heavy, muscular children from me.”

She giggled, but then fell silent and somber again. “The birth took two hours. Those six bastards weighed five pounds each, you fucking monster!” Still, despite all her horror, her legs grew only further apart, almost opening up in a full split. “The doctors had to sedate me at three different points to get me through the whole ordeal.”

The monster smiled to her while still playing with his mega-balls. “Do you want my seed or not?” Then the brunette looked up to his armor of muscles, his mountain of virility, bulging and throbbing with so many thick veins everywhere, a beast of a man exhaling steam through every pore, then she marveled at his irresistible balls, so massive and heavy and full, the semen visibly flowing inside of them while his cock spewed more lubes into his body and covered his up with a massive coating of goo. A large puddle of lube was growing around his feet and touching the woman’s buttock as she spread her legs even wider and pleaded: “hose me!” With a satisfied grunt, the monster leaned down to her, and then I and the blonde watched him as he prepared to make her a mommy all over again.

He gently laid on top of her while wrapping his arms down on her armpits and grabbing her delicate shoulders from her back. If that guy had a “normal-sized penis,” or at least a penis that didn’t break so many laws of physics at once, he could have probably pierced the woman’s cunt with his tip already, but his cock was ever longer and freakier than that: his monster actually penetrated her breasts in that missionary position, crushing her entire body like a Greek column had been laid on top of her. She gasped and looked for air, and the monster arrogantly smiled to her, having reminded her of just how huge he was.

“Oh, my god, you…!!” Her eyes nearly popped out. “You’re fucking built!” Her tall, luscious body all but disappeared under the mountain of muscles of that stud. He kissed her hot and passionately, and we all heard the strong sounds of her cunt gushing his abs and hosing the ground. We both new she was experiencing the most ravishing sequence of orgasms in her life as she thrashed under her lover and hosed milk like firehoses from her tits. “GOD!!!” Her screams escaped in the brief moments the kiss was broken, and I saw a huge bulge growing in her throat, going all the way down to her chest as the sex god tongue-fucked her mouth. “GOD!! YOUR TONGUE…!!”

The stud was almost an alien judging by the size and girth of his tongue. I covered my mouth and took a deep breath when I got a brief glimpse of his sheer size; that tumid, glistening member darting inside the woman’s mouth and fucking her throat just like it was a pussy. As I saw her chest bulging all the way down to the stomach, I realized the guy must have had a tongue as long as maybe two dozen inches, and that new discovery –that new taste of his virility—got me going again: “oh, my god!!” I lifted my belly and my waist up and squirted. “GOD!!” My jets of nectar made an arc through the room, falling much beyond the couple, actually almost showering the windows as my orgasms continued.

When the monster took his tongue out of that woman, he had worked her body up for over fifteen minutes, and she was left in a state where it seemed she had been fucked by a battalion of studs already: her gaze was like a thousand-yard stare into the ceiling, and her body shivered while also staying frozen on the ground, her muscles all tense and rigid due to the overwhelming orgasms that still electrified them, as demonstrated by the constant, violent outpouring of juices from her tits and cunt. Sometimes, she found strength to shout, but even then her screams were broken and wavering, much like the cries of a dying animal: “god!! G-g-g-god!!!”

The monster looked to her cunt and performed a massive, exhausting feat of contortionism to reach it with his cock: spreading his massive legs wide enough, he lifted his massive rear until his cockhead hit the ground, and I swear I heard a crack as the humongous helmet fell hard as an iron ball between the lady’s leg. His hips were lifted about five feet high and his muscles were rippling with his otherwise perfect control of his physique, smiling as he looked up to her tits, barely seeing her face behind those mountains of milk and meat. “You can take a leave after that. When I’m done with you, you won’t be walking for two whole weeks.” And the woman simply nodded, shutting her eyes as if she knew already what to expect.

As that prick rumbled and hardened further still, piercing and stretching the woman’s diminutive cunt on its own, I battled against my own orgasms, realizing that such a cock might be too big for even a massive Amazon like me! Without further ado, the billionaire lowered his hips and stretched that cunt until I heard her hips cracking, and the woman gave a loud, piercing cry before her voice was shut, once and for all, under the tsunami of orgasms that consumed her.

Part 3 – Forty inches

I swear her hips cracked when the monster penetrated her! Such an ungodly thick cock couldn’t do any less damage when entering such a tight pussy! Jesus, the pain! The excruciating agony that ran over her body must have not been something for amateurs! Her eyes widened up and almost popped from her sockets as her face swelled and reddened, and her breasts vibrated with violent goosebumps, hosing jets of milk high up into the air while the monster simply added his tip inside of her.

I laid my fingers on my pussy and ravished it as I watched that stud fucking her. They almost seemed like two Greek sculptures getting it on –the man, above all, a symbol of supreme masculinity. «Holy shit, that’s hot! » Muscles atop muscles atop veiny muscles rippling and bulging in his 18-year-old body, a teenager so big he easily outweighed and out-muscled a horse! «And certainly out-cocked one too! » I licked my lips while my cunt burned, watching the endless mast of that breeding bull.

His cock was so large that the boy held his hips very high only to pierce that woman with his head. Fuck! I could hear her muscles stretching and her skin being torn apart as that monstrous head invaded her! The monster wasn’t yet fully hard, yet the tip of his cock was as wide as an American football at its widest!

The monster betrayed pure concentration and arousal. He stared up to his woman, seeing her quiver and shake in mad orgasms as he entered her. Gushes of milk exploded through her tits, and her cunt, after the initial cock, soon followed with an ocean of milk. There was no exaggeration in saying that she literally expelled an ocean through her cooch as the monster added more inches violently into her, making her belly bulge and her inwards be stretched like not even a horse could stretch her.

The beast growled, his muscles rippling like he was exerting tremendous effort to pierce that bitch. Licking her bellybutton, biting and pulling out her skin, the teenage stud briefly smiled before howling: “tight cunt! Oh, my breeding mare!!” And he pushed three inches inside her, lodging over eight inches of monster cock inside the poor woman, who screamed.

My jaw-dropped and my eyes almost popped-out when I saw the huge bulge rising on her belly. That monster had not only pierced through, but absolutely wrecked her cervix, and his penis was now bloating her womb like she had a full baby there! The orgasms were quick to follow –both in her body as on mine. «JESUS!!» My tits hardened and I felt my milk on my own face! They were literally showering my face and bust with thick, creamy milk as my cunt unloaded massive jets of squirt all over again.

The floor was completely drenched in milk and cunt-sauce. By my side, a little far away, the blond secretary suffered under even bigger orgasms as she too saw her friend being penetrated by that stud. The monster wasn’t even pumping in her and the brunette girl was already experiencing both bliss and agony far too intense describe: her tongue was out and she was howling to the skies, screaming so high that the windows were all trembling.

“JESUS!! JESUS, PLEEEASE!!” The monster looked up and smiled once again; he was the only god there, and he made sure to let her know it: another five inches of cock were added, and then her womb was stretched beyond its place, pushed upwards in her body until I could see its outline on her skin! «Fuck!!» I thought, showering their bodies with my orgasms.

The womb and its tubes and ovaries were clearly highlighted under her skin! The monster had his cock throbbing in her and his balls swinging very slow and hard due to the outrageous load of juices they carried. He was cocked and loaded, and he could flood that womb with his seed if he damn wanted to –but no stud was a real stud if he jizzed on his woman before giving her a couple thousands of orgasms first.

“I think the months of pregnancy made you forget what is like having sex with a bull.” His muscles hardened and bulged. “Let me remind you.” He pulled his cock out and thrust it again, and the woman’s womb went a little higher up this time, to her immense despair and joy, her body jumping on the ground and hitting on the man’s chest like she was a pogo ball. Her scream was something from a horror book; a few objects of glass in the room cracked as she literally cried with that thrust, soon followed by another more brutal one.

There was a thud in the room, then a quake as the monster thrust in her one third time. Her body was dragged a little on the floor by the force of the impact, and then the man withdrew his penis once again to thrust it one more time with even greater force, picking up speed and power as he lanced her like a real stallion.

The woman was cumming so hard her tits were endless hoses of thick, steamy milk. It was no joke when I say that her body was burning from inside out, with clouds of steam literally bursting from her tits as she lactated! Her pussy was soon to follow on that heat, exploding with juices and smoke as the monster rammed her like a machine. Their bodies were fucking so hard and violently they were being dragged on the ground and up to the windowed walls, slowly but surely cracking the tiles underneath them along the way.

Then… the monster showed us what he was made of! «Oh, my god!» I covered my mouth with my other hand when that beast tapped his feet on the ground and literally cracked it with his toes! Large fissures grew around the craters on his feet, and the monster had then anchored himself to the ground while he readied to pound that woman like a herd of stallions.

He pounded her. “FUCK…!!!” A powerful scream burst from her throat before the thrusts stole all the air and energy away; she kept staring dumbfounded at the ceiling, shouting and shivering as that god-like creature hammered her with the power of Satan, a rhino plunging deep into his female and turning her insides liquid.

His monster cock unloaded lubes inside of her, and the grotesque bulge of her belly grew even larger. Her overt-stretched, battered and beaten pussy engorged before expelling all those juices out. The monster was hosed by his own juices in his pecs right as he picked up pace, hammering that woman deeper and harder as the cracks around their bodies grew. «Fuck!!» I thought and came. «Fuck!!» My pussy too was producing steam. I felt like watching two superhuman creatures fucking! If Superman existed, that’s how he would fuck Wonder Woman. “Jesus fucking Christ, stallion!!” At one point, I blurted out. “Have some mercy!!”

My scream only served to entice him, and his prick plunged into the greatest depths imaginable of that woman, sending her womb all the way up her ribcage, and then further beyond with each new thrust. He was pounding her so hard his hips began to blur in the air. The monster raised his head and literally roared, making the room rumble. Cracks grew under the brunette’s body, and her profile was slowly carved into the stone, the pressure and power of that man assaulting her like a jackhammer.

The monster held her by her neck and her shoulder before kicking in a new, more unimaginable rhythm of thrusts. If his hips had been blurry until then, now that had completely disappeared. That animal of a stud was hammering her hundreds of times every second; a power so inhuman that explosions of squirt and lubes showered the room from her pussy, followed by gushes of steam and a few sparks of electricity. “Holy fuck!!” I shouted, seeing her body electrified by so many orgasms.

The bulge was going high up to her throat. The monster was literally fucking her entire body through her cunt, and that still only covered about two-third of his cock! He was an 8’6ft-tall stallion with a cock big enough to reach his own neck, and he was making full use of his tool as he hammered that defenseless pussy into the ground.

The floor, which up to that point had resisted valiantly his pounding, caved in quickly and abruptly as most of its area was suddenly turned into dust. The two bodies were fucking now in a shallow crater on the ground, with cracks so thick they helped suck the oceans of juices out of the room. Some of them reached up to my ass and surrounded my body, which only made me more aroused and unable to divert my eyes from those two animals.

Pebbles and dust were flying all over us as the man fucked that woman. That wasn’t sex, what he was doing; it felt more like a masturbation with the whole body of a woman; an act of personal glory at the expense of the innocent, battered girls –not that she wasn’t loving every second of that carnal act, of course. The man gave her countless orgasms without even caring for her, simply using her body as jacking device and a cum dump while her inevitable reaction was row after row after row of infinite orgasms, each frying her brain and unwinding her nerves.

The woman had a completely petrified look on her face. Her body was stiff as a statue, safe for the millions of vibrations it suffered at every second, and both her tits and cunt were a hydrant endlessly shooting juices everywhere. She was seeing God, or rather, she was being fucked by God Himself! There wasn’t any way to describe that savage act if not as an absolute consumption of her being and soul, a cleansing of her humanity through her cunt and a complete rebirth made in orgasms!

As that monster displayed to us new degrees of his power, their bodies sank a little further on the ground, loudly cracking the stone and creating clouds of dusts around them. When I heard the woman’s back rubbing against something metallic, I knew she had been drilled down to the pipelines of the floor. As the monster continued to pound her, squeezing her neck and stealing what little remained of her breath, the pipes were bent under the pressure, the strong metal squashed like a biscuit with the thrusting motions of that bull.

He wasn’t using a tenth of his power. Actually, his cock wasn’t even fully hard. I could see it by the way it still bent and wobbled outside the pussy, as well as by the teen’s very casual, nonchalant expression, like all that was really just a morning routine for him. “I think it’s time to fill you up with my cum,” he suddenly declared, and I prepared to see the spectacle of his unloading.

The woman grabbed his arms and tried to pierce them with her finger, screaming as her long nails they were actually shattered in no time, suffering an avalanche of orgasms as the monster fucked her harder and faster, and the pipes burst under her back. “Aaah!!” I screamed, seeing the jets of water explode around the couple’s bodies. Still, the monster kept fucking; his focus was now complete; his roars, longer and deeper. The room was soon flooded, but the contact of the water against their bodies made it also evaporate in an instant, turning that place into a scorching sauna.

I dragged myself closer to them, not wanting to miss a thing. The balls of that bull were two bloated, jizz-ridden things, their veins so thick and powerful I could literally spot the semen flowing inside them whenever they swung back on the monster’s ass. I was so close to him I could stretch my arm and touch his powerful buttocks; those were the engines that powered his cock; the pistons that fueled his jackhammer thrusts, and they were hot! Even a few feet away from them, I could actually feel those muscles burning, and I only didn’t get any closer to the man because that would be like diving into the sun. I stayed in my place and watched the stud finish her off. What I saw, in fact, was very much worth the wait.

“Rooooaarr…!!!” With a long, thunderous roar that would scare away prides of lions, the monster suddenly stopped his movements and had his balls contract brutally, so quickly and so powerfully there was a shockwave following their contraction, and my body was pushed back into the ground by the force of his ejaculation. *Booom!!* Vast sections of those windows cracked and bursts as the shockwave rippled across the room, shattering pieces of wood and glass all over the place.

It had begun. With those violent contractions, the balls sent hundreds of gallons of jizz through the monstrous cock, which engorged as the seed made its way through its urethra. If the bulge on the woman’s belly was already obscene, it couldn’t compare to the absurdity that followed: still not fully hard, the cock was probably five inches wide before the jizz was unloaded; when his balls contracted, though, the cock grew to easily over seven inches of width, burning the woman from inside out.

Then, the explosion. *Buuunk!* We all heard a coarse unloading into her womb, like a heavy metal ball crashing on a soft pillow, and then I saw her body swell from her chest to her hips as the spunk filled every cubic inch of her. The woman grew to the size of a small hypo before she was so full that the spunk had no way out but through her cooch, exploding into the man’s muscles like twenty hydrants of cum.

The beast roared again, and then went back to thrusting. Their bodies sank more brutally on the ground as his pumps of jizz themselves were powerful enough to make the room shake and crumble. More windows were shattered as their ecstatic bodies settled much deeper into the ground, bursting a few more pipes and turning that room into a flooded swamp. My body was washed away before the jizz could even get to me, but then, in the stud’s following shots, the loads were so massive that many pellets exploded from that pussy in high speeds into my face, knocking me down with violence.

My head hit the ground hard enough to crack any skull, but I was too tough and aroused to miss a single second of that cunt-massacre. I stood up, receiving blast after blast of jizz in my body as that monster unloaded and roared like an insane animal. The woman under his body no longer resembled a human being, but one long, over-stretched sack of cum, milk, and lubes as literal hundreds of gallons of thick jizz were unloaded in her at every passing second, knocking her out with its sheer strength, then waking her up with its daunting pleasure.

The jizz was piling up on her waist, forming huge mountains around their bodies. The sperm was shot at such high pressures that, when it burst from her cunt, it exploded in every direction, cannon shots of pure virility drawing gooey lines on the ceiling and walls, shattering whatever windows had remained intact until that point. I watched dumbfounded as that man redecorated that room and painted it all white with his jizz, all while he didn’t even break a bead of sweat; even the heat of the steam coming from his body wasn’t enough to make the bull sweat, like all of that was still too casual a fucking for him to give a damn.

The brunette was long gone as she started to withdraw his prick and exit her overstretched cunt. He had her grabbed by the legs all the time, otherwise his cumshots would have easily sent her flying many yards away. A huge mountain of jizz had been formed over her body; five feet of pure horse semen burning over her, yet that still was child’s play to the man, who kept unloading in her as his dick broke free from her tight pussy.

Roooarr!! Damn you, woman!!” He grabbed his cock with one hand and jerked it off furiously over the pile. “You ain’t even strong enough to make me haaard!!” He unloaded gallon after gallon as I saw, with my jaw on the floor, his dick still somewhat soft as it puked a whole swimming pool of jizz on that room. How the fuck could a man cum while not being fully hard?! Those seemed like casual biological impossibilities to him; much like his cock defied the laws of physics and human anatomy, his breeding power too stretched the limits of biology itself.

“Fuck you, whore!!” The monster jerked his cock in tandem with his throbbing balls, which seemed constantly filled of jizz, no matter how hard he pumped it out. “You want gallons? I’ll give you gallons!!” Then, with another mighty roar, the beast unloaded so much jizz that his jets crashed on the ceiling and exploded all over the room, hitting walls, windows, furniture, and my face with rocket-like power. The pile of sperm quickly buried the woman, who helplessly squirmed as the orgasms were still far too powerful for her to even resist. The man just came and came and came, roaring louder and coarser as he felt the endless threads of jizz coursing through his cock.

His orgasms lasted for another ten minutes after he pulled out of the woman. When he was done, the semen reached as far as my feet, covering them under two piles of thick goo. I stretched my hand to that horse seed and grabbed a fistful of it. “Jesus!” I was floored! That thing was so thick I actually failed to pull it out. I had to flex my biceps and really work hard to break a piece of that goo and bring it to my face, but even as I manage to grab a pellet as big as a cannon ball, its weigh was way beyond anything I even dream with.

*Bump!* My hand fell on the ground. I looked up and down, to that stud and then to my hands, time and time again as my mind processed the mind-bending weight of that ball of jizz. “Fuck you, stud!” I lifted it up again, feeling my biceps tear the sleeves of my cum-ridden shirt in the process. “Fuck this shit!!” I looked at him, beaming with desire. “How heavy is your…?”

“Four hundred pounds per gallon.” The monster answered without even looking at me. As he stood gloriously before that mountain of jizz, I saw his balls regaining their ridiculous size and hardness. At every few seconds, I heard a thud and sloshing sound of seed flowing along its ducts; the beasts were re-filling themselves already, throbbing like two hearts as the man stuck his arm into the cum mountain and pulled the brunette he had buried under it.

I looked at the pellet of jizz and felt its weight of about a hundred pounds on my single hand. “No.” I shook my head. “That’s impossible.” But the man, pulling the poor, unconscious bitch out of those tons of seed, didn’t seem slightly concerned for what was or wasn’t possible. Once he’d made sure she was still alive and breathing, he turned to me and flaunted his gargantuan genitalia, still expelling a few loads of jizz, which fell heavily on the ground and cracked it.

Smiling, the beast held his massive balls with both hands and squeezed them. Fuck! I could hear his fingers sinking on the spunk, so condensed in them. The monster ran one hand along the massive cock while the other caressed his balls. He seemed to enjoy the touch and feel of his genitalia much better than the bodies of his women. Then, he bragged: “I had a twenty-inch hard cock before most boys can even speak complete sentences. Now, I’m turning into a real stud.” His massive veins were highlighted every time he squeezed his monster. “Forty-seven inches of hard cock. Sadly, that ain’t what you’re seeing here.” He lowered his dong with a single hand, and his biceps bloated as he exerted considerable effort to yield the gargantuan beast. “I’m still not hard enough. What you see is only thirty-eight inches of my manhood.” He looked to the blonde woman on the side, quivering as she gushed through her cunt, orgasming so hard she couldn’t react properly to what happened around her. “This bitch is weak.” He looked at her, then at me. “None of them can stand next to you.” He saw my hand holding his seed and my flexed biceps tearing the sleeves of my shirt, then he turned his cock to me, like a visual reminder of his dominance over my womanhood. “Breed yourself with my cum.”

Spreading my legs wider, I pulled my pants and didn’t even bother to take my panties out as I crammed the hand into my cunt, fecundating myself with his powerful spunk. “GOD!!!” My tits immediately hardened and the milk boiled inside them, bursting with ferocious, steamy jets as my cunt almost expelled the spunk out with its own strong gushes of squirt.

Goddamn it, those orgasms! I was all over again locked into that brutal struggle between sanity and an orgasmic maelstrom, fighting for survival as the orgasms overtook every single nerve of my being: at moments I forgot how to breathe, and at others I felt I was going to piss myself. My body thrashed on the ground and my head repeatedly hit the tiles like I wanted to crack them (or my skull!), the orgasms far too many to be counted.

My screams multiplied up until my throat felt sore and swollen. Jesus Christ, those orgasms!! That… that seed had an inhuman effect on me! It was not only the fact that I loved jizz and that I’d often fantasize about having a circle of horses and bulls coming their nuts all over my body. Nah. Even if I were the biggest prude, I would still experience those same earth-shattering orgasms as I felt such mighty semen invade my cunt and flow upwards to my ovaries.

The pleasure came from the act of fecundation himself; like my body was absolutely sure that, with a single drop of that man’s spunk, I would be knocked up over and over and over again for as long as I could produce eggs; a delirious festival of fertility happening in my womb that very same instant; an almost-sacred moment when I was absolutely sure I had been made a mother of quintuplets or sextuplets or, hell, as many children as a woman can possibly have in a single labor!

When I managed to look at my stud again, my eyes were melting. Large tears were rolling down my cheeks and I was audibly sobbing, my lips making out very faint “thank you’s” as my tits hosed more milk with extraordinary heat and pressure. I was a mother! More precisely, I was a mother of that teenage billionaire breeding bull, and no other pleasure on Earth could ever come close to that!

I had been bred by the most powerful Alpha male on the planet. As a woman, I was now complete.

The monster turned around and walked towards the blonde. “No-ooh!!” She panted, screaming and squirting her heart out as the monster lowered his softer dick to her, letting a vast river of spunk ooze through his enormous cumslit.

“I want to breed.” His muscles hardened, his balls throbbed. The act of breeding and studding a harem elicited the most primal reactions in his nerves. “I want to spread my seed in these lovely wombs of yours—wombs that I own!” He grabbed one of her legs and pulled her up, and the bitch instinctively kicked him right into the balls, provoking no bigger reaction than slightly uncomfortable grunts. “How long has it been since you last had my children? Seven months? Sooner than that?”

“OH, GOD!!” The woman squirted so hard her hoses splashed on the man’s face, but he barely even blinked under such potent shower. “I…!! I…!! I…!!” She fought unbelievably hard against her all-consuming arousal. “FUCK YOU STUD!! I had fifteen children with you already!!”

“Hmm, hmm. Alright then. Here’s to fifteen more.” He spread her legs further apart, smiling as she squirted cannons in his abs and chest. “Consider yourself blessed, for you will carry my heavenly seed a third time over.”

“Oh, fuck you!! FUCK!!” She squirted. “YOU!!” The blasts exploded into his face, followed by shots of milk on his body. Despite her frankly painful state of absolute delirium, she couldn’t stop smiling. That man had hijacked her mind and replaced all her will with his sex: everything she wanted was to be pounded by him, to be thrashed by him, and to be shot with as many gallons of jizz as his balls could produce. She had no more will to withstand another absurd pregnancy from that stud, but that’s exactly what she was going to do, for she felt she no longer had any options. “B-b-breed me!!” She cried. “Breed me stud!!” Then she looked at me, smiling as I fingered myself. “Breed me in front of this bitch! Show her how…”

“Shut up.” The god-stud crammed his fingers on her mouth, stretching her jaw with those salami-like limbs. He spread her legs as wide as a full split, then kept spreading them as they formed a negative angle in her hips –his women might have not been gymnasts, but after he fucked them just once, they all became as flexible as Olympic athletes. That girl climaxed and squirted as the man lifted his hips and tried to line up his monster cock on her cooch. If that brunette girl had been tight, then that blonde was like a little kitten next to a genetically-engineered breeding bull.

Seeing him at that moment, I didn’t even believe he weighed eight hundred pounds as he had just claimed. A monster so big, with so many hard and plentiful muscles, so vastly and grotesquely ripped as he was, I bet he weighed well over a thousand pounds. His cock alone weighed a hundred pounds, and it was not yet filled with as much blood and jizz as it would be when fully aroused.

A massive load of semen burst incontinently from the dong, hitting the woman’s cunt so hard that her belly bulged, her cervix was shattered, and I could clearly hear the spunk hitting the back of her womb, powerful and hard enough to send the organ a few inches higher on her body. The woman opened her mouth and puked, a white, gooey mass bursting from her lips and nostrils.

The monster smiled. “Did you eat my spunk?”

She helplessly replied: “of course I ate it! Do you even know how strong you shoot?!” She looked at his balls, which dangled so menacingly in his hips. “You came so much that I couldn’t avoid your cum shots! They hit my breasts, my belly, my chin as I tried to flee from them, but then I…”

There was crack, followed by a high-pitch scream, followed by a long crying, followed by absolute silence. The man wanted to shut her up, so he just grabbed her waist and pulled her down into his cock, piercing her in a cold, calculated manner.

The poor woman shuttered on the ground, her body subtly vibrating before the convulsions became more powerful and frightening. The monster invited himself deeper and deeper into her, the bulge of his monster cock swelling in her belly as her cunt was easily and fully conquered in just two strokes of his monster cock.

With a wild thrust, the beast had completely overfilled her womb, and in the following thrusts he sent her womb higher and higher, pounding her until the shape of her organs was bulging through her skin, her entire body squashed and deformed by that daunting prick, which came so close to completely shattering her hips.

“Fuck!!” I came. “Me!!” I came harder. The width of his women’s hips was unbelievable when he penetrated her! The bull was pounding that woman at a steady pace, recovering his libido as his face became thirsty and demonic. He watched her cum and memorized all the different twitches and convulsions of her face, her tits creaming his wide chest as he plunged deeper and harder all the time.

It didn’t take long for his balls to announce a second unleashing. The testicles had refilled themselves much faster than I would expect even for a mighty bull like him. Still, the monster held his orgasm back, wanting to pound that female into absolute fuck-drunkenness before hosing her core with his virile seed.

He pounded her more brutally, and her womb once again went all the way up to her throat. Despite goring her with as much dick as her body could handle, he only had twenty-four inches at most inside of her, and his harder state meant that at least half his dick remained outside even when her womb and his cockhead were throbbing just beneath her chin!

The monster grabbed her shoulder with his bulging arms and lifted her off the ground, hammering her cowgirl-style while also lifting and lowering her body on his dick, like a giant, living jacking device. Only heavens would know the strength of those blows as he picked up pace and transformed her into a giant blur. Every time I blinked, I saw afterimages of the blonde in the air, three or four or five of them being pounded at the same time, then all I saw was a white-ish, golden smudge as the monster battered her at light speeds.

The room rumbled as his massive balls swung violently between his arse and hers. Every time they smacked her buttocks and crushed her cunt, I could hear her bones creaking and see her bruises getting even more swollen. She hosed endless gallons of squirt on the ground, like a rocket lifting off, and suffered under the power-battering of that rod as the monster only then had started to get serious.

Cracks grew around his feet, and his body sank into the ground after five minutes of pounding, drilling two huge craters on the ground thanks to his ridiculous weigh and the sheer force of his thrusts. The monster crushed her body harder against his, nearly disappearing the girl inside his mountains of muscles. Steam burst through his pores and especially through his nostrils, with his breath looking like a dragon’s as he neared an orgasm.

The poor blonde was already passed out when he looked at me and asked: “where do you want to nut?” I was caught aghast in the middle of an intense fingering as the image of that stallion fucking was too much for my womanhood to withstand; I came a few gallons through my cunt and screamed not a small deal of profanities before I could even register his question in my mind. With my eyes melting in tears, I looked up to him and said: “inside her. Core her with your nut, stallion!”

The monster whined just like a horse, pounding her more relentlessly as he looked at me one last time. “When?”

My answer was quick and straight: “now!”

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[NSFW/+18!] Seedmaker 3: Planets of Milk

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It must have been a confusing sight, you know, for my alien masters to arrive at the planet and see it all so… white!… from the vastness of space. Their floating black box, flying in space at hypersonic speeds, suddenly came to a halt once the planet’s surface became visible. They surely thought it wasn’t the planet, but actually a dim, white star of some sort, for all its surface was covered in a glistening white substance, so smooth and perfect that it allowed for no meaningful elevation whatsoever in that vast plain.

The black box hovered around the planet for a while, unsure of what to do next. The five (or so) moons were orbiting the body just as they would expect, and the coordinates in the box’s complicated, indecipherable panels were all correct. It was just the planet that was… just!… so!… different!

Ha, ha! I wonder what those creatures said to one another other in their control room, wherever it was. All I could know—and see and hear and feel—was their box suddenly piercing the planet’s atmosphere and descending to its surface at near-light speeds, creating shockwaves so powerful that they tore holes in the satellites hyper-condensed atmosphere.

Even those clouds and gushes and masses of steam shouldn’t be possible. The black box floated around for a while until its systems detected the surface, almost imperceptible under such intense, scorching haze. The planet was once a green, lush paradise, yet now its surface burned at consistent temperatures of eighty degrees Celsius or more. Only the surface of Venus could have been more hellish, and even then, there would be more color to the burning, hot planet than there was to that one.

The box spent many hours trying to find its way into the mist. Once they found their target—once they found us—they were met with an outrageous sight that defied even their wildest, most optimistic expectations.

My stud laid morbidly on the sea of white, his legs and arms spread out like a starfish, his entire body shivering, his long tongue partially out of his mouth—some twenty, thirty inches of it. His muscles roared and trembled, making his massive, gigantic body jump on the surface from time to time, but, that aside, he was pretty much dead, brought back from unconsciousness only by my voracious blowing of his whale-sized penis.

My hands brought out moans and grunts from his breast, with the waves of pleasure spreading on his muscles like bursts of orgasmic delight. That I brought so much pleasure and such intense joy to a guy almost twice my size (and ten times my muscle mass), that was… oh! How the fuck can I possibly describe it?! Instead, I let my hands to all the describing, sliding up and down that gigantic cock, coaxing the semen out of his balls and making it explode in heavy messes all over my muscular frame.

The black box approached us, its smooth hovering making no noise at all. “W-what…?!”

For once, I heard my “masters” studder. None of them, even the ones who truly believed in my potential, ever imagined a scene like that to be possible. After a brief cleaning of their throats, they repeated: “what happened here?”

I was too distracted by that delicious, elephant-sized dick to actually pay heed to them, though. The beast was almost entirely soft, yet still it broke through the 25-inch barrier easily. Squeezing and pumping that prick with my full arms, I flexed my biceps and my torso to lift it up, inspecting every inch of that gorgeous breeder like my whole life’s job had been just that: evaluating and ranking the male genitalia, and tasting all the best testicular juice nature had to offer.

The size, girth, and power of that penis shocked me all the time. It’d been four months since I’d begun screwing that impossible male, yet the existence of such gorgeous genital always drilled a few more squirts out of my cunt. Like a queen, I was laying on my man’s torso with my back on his fantastic abs, my head resting on his gigantic chest, my legs wrapped around the base of his unbelievable shaft, mounting it like a unicorn, pushing the prick up and feeling it ooze fresh semen on my face. I opened up my mouth and drank that nectar loudly.

My pussy unloaded a few more pints of squirt when the voices in the black box repeated the question: “earthling, tell us: what happened here?” My squirting was getting much stronger than I could control, so much so that much of it sprinkled loudly on the box’s rectangular surface.

Gargling and gorging on that virile nectar, I made my neck throb to twice its size while gulping its humongous volume, making my bulging belly bloat even harder with the pounds of fresh semen I kept adding to my stomach. It’s been a few weeks since my man and I finally stopped fucking, yet his jizz still kept flowing out of my cunt, my ass, my nostrils, even my ears; every inch of my body colonized and violated by his burning, virile seed.

I couldn’t care less for my “masters” at that moment, to be very honest. “Oh, mm!” I spit a huge load of semen into the air, with pints of it coming through my nose. “Isn’t he a wonderful horse?” Hugging that prick with both of my arms, I flexed my muscles and crushed the penis against my own abs and tits, pulling my biceps to make a huge load of jizz flow into the urethra. The balls of my monster stud rumbled with virile power. I had my feet firmly placed in them, and through my soles I could feel the truckloads of spunk slowly refilling their tanks.

My man could cum like a breeding machine, and nothing made me feel hotter than that! Placing the tip of his jaw-breaking crown on my mouth, I received the gigantic load at full force—a fist-sized, python-like thread of sperm so heavy and powerful it immediately exploded out of my nostrils, making my very eyes bulge and, soon enough, cry tears of sperm. My throat immediately doubled its width to allow for the passage of that endless corridor of virile spunk, burning in its contact, yet begging for more.

*Gloorsh!! Glooorsh!! Glooorsh!!* You could hear the powerful, heavy semen being unloaded in my stomach, making it bloat and my belly bulge while the previous loads already there were pushed down into my guts, and then further down until my anus, from which they burst into his throbbing cock. Once fucked by that human horse at full force, my body could easily become as big as a truck to accommodate the full hard length of his breeder, and even more so to hold all the hundreds of gallons of jizz that he could come in every second. However, at that resting state, after we’d done things that would make Satan’s dick blush and shrivel in fear, I preferred to now deform myself so hideously, and instead to let the cum bloat me up like I had, uh, a baby rhino in my belly, and then flush out the rest through my guts, creating a constant, endless stream that burst out and free through my anus.

I had to control myself so as not to bite and eat that monster cock up. The semen kept flowing inside me, a powerful river of masculine breeding juice keeping my fecundated womb always warm, even scorching, as well as massaging my crowded placenta with loving care, tucking all my babies to sleep.

Every time I was satisfied with the newest load of cum, I lifted the penis up and turned it slightly to the side, letting it ooze spunk on my man’s breast or on the ocean around us. Even without my vigorous foot-massage of his massive testicles, those cum bombs just kept churning out wad after heavy wad of virile junk, the flow of it so perceptible on the monster cock. Despite its immense girth, the cock bulged and boomed with the flow of cum, sometimes shooting fatter loads at considerable distances—enough sperm to rival the full, collective orgasms of ten stallions, yet barely registering as “proper orgasm” for my man. To him, those huge, loud, heavy bursts of cum were akin to nocturnal emissions; that was the cum he unconsciously and carelessly ejaculated when he wasn’t paying attention, not nearly the volcanic power of his orgasm when he was “warming up,” let alone that planet-destroying gushes that his monster balls could muster when he was really aroused.

Sliding my fingers along the titanic veins and arteries that covered that cock, I talked about it like a faithful praising her god: “isn’t this the most massive, gorgeous cock ever known to nature?” My fingers squeezed his balls harder, sinking their skin on the pools of spunk that swirled inside them. “By the gods, he’s soooo virile! Not even in my filthiest dreams could I conceive a man even a thousandth as virile and powerful and cum-full as this wonderful stud. The amount of jizz he can pump in a single second is enough to fill a freaking bathtub. Look!” The penis throbbed and exploded with a particularly savage load of cum: countless gallons flying in an arc and exploding heavily on the ocean dozens of feet away from us. Whenever the prick was not shooting those monstrous loads, however, was when it became even more arousing, drenching my pussy with the countless wads of oil that it squirted in ecstasy: the sound of the jizz coursing inside it was, like, hot marmalade bubbling on a tank. If there was a sound that perfectly encapsulated raw, beastly masculine power, that was it. “Fuck!” I bathed myself on my squirts, feeling my muscles seizing up with the tremendous pleasure. “He’s such a man! Such a stud! I want to worship every inch of this perfect, virile specimen.” I stuck my tongue out. Strange noises came from the floating black box as inch after inch of my tongue revealed itself from my mouth; maybe the aliens hadn’t accounted for my powers of growth, for they reacted with utter surprise, even shock upon seeing the full thirty inches of my python tongue. I wrapped that tongue around the monster penis, coaxing more virile oil out of it along with my hands. Despite having my tongue fully out, my speech remained perfect: “how dare you say that this is the weakest man in your harem? How dare you!” My pumping became more violent, inadvertently coaxing gallons of burning jizz straight on my man’s anesthetized face. “He’s my stud! I feel offended that you call such virile male specimen ‘weak’ in any capacity. Oh, my fucking god!” My feet were making loud, crumbling noises while masturbating his two gigantic testicles. “Do you fucking see the amount of semen this horse is cumming? My god, I can barely see his balls, but I already feel them inflating with… so!… much!… spunk!!” I came. My squirting became deafening for a while. My pussy literally made rain girl cum all around us. My fluids were thick enough so that they hurt upon impact with my skin. My man’s jizz was insanely thick, like semi-hardened cement, but my own pussy juice wasn’t too far off. “Maybe you are jealous.” I cast a nasty look at that floating box. “Maybe your species consists of a bunch of pin-dicked dwarves. Are you jealous of my stallion?” I massaged his balls and pumped his dick even harder, feeling my feet sinking along the sack’s skin on the tanks of semen. Jizz was bursting loudly from the prick. Oh, god! It exploded in loud messes, not ejaculating, but just oozing and bursting above my body, unloading buckets at every blink of the eye. My voice was muffled by every massive wad of jizz that hit my body. Soon, both me and my awesome stud were oozing spunk. “You’re so jealous of this huge cum fountain. Look!” I pointed the dick up and pumped it with my forearms and my elbows. Indecent lassoes of jizz exploded into the air, rising a few feet above us, then massacring our muscles with their weight. “Literally a cum fountain.” Crushing my bloated pussy against the base of that shaft, I turned the soft cock to my mouth and… ate it! My jaw cracked as my lips stretched to over nine inches wide—the width of my lover’s soft cock. Again, strange, uneasy sounds came from the black box, with the aliens so surprised by my sexual abilities.

The truckload of semen invaded my body so hard that, in a fraction of a second, I felt it immediately sloshing inside my stomach, with the stream on my throat and the bloating of my cheeks felt only a second later. The semen snorted out of my nostrils and fell from my eyes. I actually loved filling my skull with so much spunk that even my tear ducts were drenched in semen. Soon, I was openly and unashamedly crying cum! Huge tears of sperm flowed in fat, steamy streams from my eyes; more obscene loads of semen burst from my nostrils, and my cheeks were as huge as a squirrel’s after eating too many accords.

The black box came closer, trying to get a better view of my carnal debauchery. “You have no idea of our species, human.” Strange chats followed in a language I could not understand, like the people behind the microphone were admonishing each other, not talking to me. “We weren’t lying. We never said he was weak.” They quickly changed their tone. “He is, however, the weakest.”

Those words actually had an effect on me, and I gargled noisily on the cock, losing control on the stream of jizz inside me. My pussy squirted fat wads of nectar while my ass shat a volume so huge of sperm that I actually felt my hips cracking a little. «The weakest??» In my mind, those words made so little sense. «How the fuck can this man… this fucking male?!… be the weakest?» My feet were lost in the endlessly virile, dense, and hot masses of sperm inside his testicles. The sensations were actually so out of this world! His actual testicles were “only” a big bigger than ostrich eggs, and heavier as if they were made with pure titanium—in fact, the heaviest material in the universe, even harder than his flexed mega-muscles—, but his actual sack was now surpassing the size of two basketballs for each testicle. How did he accomplish that? Well, for starters, there’s the obvious, humongous loads of semen he produced. We had flooded an entire planet—an! Entire! Freaking! Planet!—with his jizz, and now we were actually floating on the ocean of his still-hot spunk.

Even though he had come a lot of that spunk many months ago, it still burned as if it had been recently ejaculated. His semen was so powerful and so virile that, even after exposed to the open air for decades, it could still fecundate any woman many times over with a single droplet. Coming to think of it, I don’t actually think there was any “expiration date” for his semen; my man was so ludicrously fertile that I could throw a bunch of his spunk in a literal trash bin, let it rot for an entire century, and have my descendants grab the seed, clean it, and then fecundate any woman with it as if nothing had happened. In fact, his seed would probably eat away all the bacteria and all the “junk” in the trash, keeping itself perfectly clean no matter how nasty or deplorable was the environment it found itself in.

To say that his semen was alive was not an understatement. Every time I ate and swallowed those endless gallons he produced, like now, I could feel every individual sexual cell swirling in the stream. His sperm was like tadpoles! If you looked closely at his mass of semen, you could actually see the little bastards swimming and swirling about, their muscular tales propelling their engorged heads with more power than a freaking boat!

Since I had been impregnated by that oversized stud, his semen never actually left my ovaries. All the time I felt it pressing and crushing my eggs, attempting to fecundate my womb itself, and even while pregnant my ovaries obeyed their will and unloaded hundreds upon hundreds of giant eggs in my system—which sadly had to be squirted out along with my orgasms so as not to literally tear my belly up with endless quantities of babies. In a way, I felt really bad for that god stud: a stallion such as his shouldn’t be “wasting” his time with a single woman. Oh, no: every fucking second, his seed could have fecundated literal millions of fertile women. I could sense the anguish, even the desperation in his sperm cells all around us—literal oceans upon oceans covering the entire surface of a whole motherfucking planet, without a single fresh womb in sight! The fact that the semen was so powerful and undying only made the fate of its sperm even worse: unlike normal human semen, which dries out almost instantaneously, his would remain alive on that cum planet for centuries upon centuries upon centuries, his sperm uselessly waddling around without ever fulfilling its breeding destiny.

These thoughts made my tits harden and the milk inside then burn and… burst! Huge geysers rose in the air as I lactated insane amounts of motherly nectar into the skies. My pussy, not one to be surpassed, followed it with insane gushes of womb nectar, and thousands of fecundated eggs were spat out from my ovaries, pushing away even the ravenous wads of semen that were constantly entering and flowing up my cunt.

To be fecundated and bred by that superhuman stud meant to have literal “tentacles” of semen constantly flowing and sliding around your body, with a massive tentacle forever penetrating your cunt, spreading up out legs and stretching out your pussy as wide as it could to allow for even more cum to roam inside. It’s not a joke, nor an exaggeration when I say that the semen was alive: it literally made its way inside me like a snake. The place where we laid was not even a plain, but a mountain—and the tallest geographic element in the planet; that was actually all the semen in the planet gathering around us, or rather, around me, smelling my pussy and wanting so desperately to fecundate me.

And that was “only” jizz. I didn’t even talk about the insane network of ducts and arteries and veins that powered his balls. Whenever I didn’t fill the thick mass of his burning semen (and it burned at no less than a hundred degrees Celsius inside his sack), I felt the endless, serpentine swirl of throbbing veins and ducts that surrounded his titanium testicles. Those were the engines of his frenetic sperm production, as well as the connectors between his over-sized gonads and his body-long penis.

The man was a god. How much a god, you may ask? Well, the smallest, thinnest ducts around his testicles were still as thick as thumbs. Inside them so much jizz flowed that you could literally hear the grave, coarse sounds of its fluid motion. His semen burned like lava, and those monster balls had to account too for that inhumane temperature: in his largest veins, some of them as wide as forearms (and very bulky ones at that) flowed not only blood, but actually cold water and other mysterious fluids, as if his balls were so beastly hot that they needed a cooling system just for them.

“Ooh-eeeh!!” I came like the bloody mess that I was! The squirts left my pussy so hot and hard that I was conscious of every single inch of my battered genital. Steam rose from my cunt, hitting that monster penis just as hard as my gallons of squirt. I was an uber-muscular, virile and powerful Amazon, with muscles so big and strong I could literally wrestle Earth’s strongest man into a quick, humiliating submission, yet on the body of that godly stud, oh!, I couldn’t help but to whimper, moan, grunt, and cum in a very passive, feminine way. “Fuck me, stud!!” My feet sank deeper into those monstrous balls, masturbating gallons of cum into them. “Fuck me with this god rod of yours!!”

I was literally out of my mind, and the aliens watched me silently—curious too, no doubt, about the aphrodisiac effects of that superhuman stud on my body. I lifted my waist and, painfully enough, allowed my feet to lift off from the balls, preferring instead to wrap my thick, ultra-muscular legs into the raging, pumping rod of that stallion. I clang on it like a spider monkey, hugging it with all my might like a bear, crushing the cock against my mighty 10-pack abs and between my mountainous, rock-hard tits, which lactated milk into the skies.

My pussy was raging hydrant of cum, and I wanted it to literally burn in the virile surface of that god penis: I pushed my crotch fully against the base of the prick, then dragged my cunt violently up-and-down on it, striking multiple orgasms after countless, multiple orgasms to every fucking inch of my body, seizing myself up with such tremendous discharges of electricity that many times my body froze completely still, like a fucking statue dominated by orgasms—well, almost completely still, you see, for the raging climax still made me tremble and shiver like a freaking human vibrator. “O-o-o-oh, m-my g-g-g-g-o-d!!!” The words barely left my mouth, completely broken by my outrageous bodily earthquake.

Gallons of spunk soon followed. The bursts were considerably more violent and messier, with spunk flying in all directions, the prick still essentially soft. My man grunted and roared in his sleep, but he was still just that: asleep! After four months of intense fucking, it still amazed me that I, a fucking Earthling, had managed to fuck that human bull into near unconsciousness. “I am… so!… powerful!!” I proclaimed while grinding orgasms after nerve-wracking orgasms from my pussy. Steam and literal fire burst from my gaping cunt. The friction between his cock, my labia, the steam, the gushes of my womb nectar created a sort of flammable air where spontaneous combustions were all too common.

Those orgasms were no joke: in the body of any other woman, any regular human, they would have literally left them tetraplegic for life.

“Have you all done this?” The black box asked, yet I could only rage at it:

“A little busy right now!!” Orgasm after orgasm stole my brains and shattered my mind. Everything in that fucking god was arousing to me: the way his balls throbbed so hard that I could literally hear their rumble, even amidst the wildest electrical storm in my mind; the way his semen flowed continuously deep inside that cock, an ejaculation so strong that it didn’t stop even when the male was unconscious; the way his muscles roared and trembled under me, his body hardening and expanding on its own, like the muscles and his cock were similar in their autonomy and life-like nature; the sheer size of that human bull, that breeding stallion, who was literally bigger than any bull or stallion I’d seen on Earth: fifteen-feet tall! Fifteen thousand pounds of pure muscle! His cock and balls alone weighed a total of three thousand pounds, with a ton right there, over my body, nutting endless cum while I pumped it with my entire being.

His cock was five fucking feet long! I knew it, for that was approximately the size of it covering my ankles all the way up to my face. I had grown into a mighty muscular Amazon of approximately 7ft6in, yet still that cock was almost nearly the size of my entire body! To worship it fully, I couldn’t just wrap my hands around it or my mouth on its fucking tip; I had to literally wrestle that beast with my full body, then use that said body to pump it into orgasmic oblivion.

The semen kept flowing while my muscles all sang and roared, my entire body expelling steam. It always became something of a competition, you see, between me and that wonderful stallion: who was the strongest, who was the horniest? Despite having drained his energy away, enough to literally knock him down, I had failed to drain his balls. «My god!» Deep within me, that great, primordial fear I’d felt after first meeting him had never truly disappeared: «how strong is his truly??» His balls. His penis. His semen. How fucking endless was his virility? How truly inexhaustible was his stamina?

I had defeated the man, the stallion, but not his balls. Was there really an end to his godly sexuality, his planet-drenching pools of cum, or were they really just that: interminable, supreme, a force of nature superior to the Universe itself?! As the cum kept flowing inside that monster dong (and flowing and flowing and flowing and flowing…), I feared I already had my answer, yet still I couldn’t accept it.

I had, oh, I had to defeat that man fully! “Cum oceans, you fucking donkey!!” With a powerful, almost cruel blow, I pulled my legs beg and crushed my feet against his balls, making them sink on the ocean of cum below. It was like crushing those balls against titanium, really (his cum was soooo thick!), and the monster roared and jumped as his balls responded with truly gargantuan loads of burning seed.

I placed my mouth on the cock, kissing only the very tip. His urethra was a wide as a fist, and once fully aroused, cumming like a horse, it literally allowed for a first to be thrust inside it. The only fist that passed through it, though, was the forearm-sized train of sperm, now gushing out at near-ejaculatory strength. My nose and lips and eyes exploded with the invasion of semen, with my belly quickly bloating to two feet high (in relation to my hips) as the semen filled my stomach, then flowed aggressively into my guts.

Damn, my intestines were inflated like party balloons! Everything inside me was big and getting bigger, with literal truckloads of male milk being injected on me every second. My ass was stretched to the size of two whole fists, and through it wad after wad after gut-wrenching, stomach-bloating semen jizzed through, exploding in messes so extreme and hot of male magma that the surroundings became completely covered in dense, white fog, blocking the view of even the aliens near us.

The black box didn’t approach us. Instead, the aliens on the other size, wherever they were, discussed between themselves what they were seeing while I voraciously consumed all that semen inside the fog. Two whole hours had to pass until I was satisfied with that little banquet, yet even after all that time, with my muscles throbbing a little bit sore, asking for a time-out, the man still regurgitated gallons through his prick. “Are you fucking…?!” I puked. Semen came out through my mouth and nostrils. “Kidding me??”

The penis was never even semi-hard. Fuck! I could still hear the balls roaring like engines as endless amounts of jizz kept courting through that cock. Letting go of the titanic prick, I saw it loudly fall on the size of my man, twenty-eight inches of soft breeder regurgitating endless amounts of gunk, huge hills of spunk being formed around its tip. My man snored, making his breast rise and fall with me on it, as his cock just kept coming and coming and, oh, coming so fucking hard!

The beast was soft. Soft, I say! That orgasm was not exactly “cumming,” not a proper ejaculation. His semen was just… leaking! Gush after gush of steamy jizz just pouring out of his cock, like some kind of hyper-virile damn had been ruptured inside his balls! Looking around us, heaving and panting after all that effort, I sat on my man’s iron abs and leaned forward to puke gallons of semen. My body shrank a little, with the excess jizz finally moving out. “Fucking hell!” Every time I tried to speak… *gloorsh!!* More jizz came out exploding through my orifices. “Fuck!!” I laid my hands on my ripped, muscular belly, making sure that my babies were still all right. “I think your stud is broken.”

“Excuse us?”

I grabbed a fistful of semen from the stud’s muscles and spread it over my belly. The legion of babies kicked and swam inside my placenta, reacting to the virile broth of their father. I chuckled. They could literally feel the presence of my man’s semen—not that was any surprising, anyway; my womb itself, surrounding their placenta, was stock full of cum; the wads still kept bursting out from my vagina, a leak almost as endless as that from my monster’s cock. “Not in a bad way, I mean. I love how he’s able to produce enough cum to cover an entire planet.” My feet once again massaged his balls, and every little movement coaxed gallons from his virile ducts. I bit my lips and squirted gallons of my own. “Damn, that’s so much virility for a single pair of testicles! I can never get enough of his breeding juice.”

“Mm. We can see that.”

I cast another naughty look to that black box. “Is he broken, then? I think I broke him, somehow. Something in me tells me, uh, he wasn’t supposed to be this virile.” My feet crushed his balls, which roared back with oceans of semen. His dick enlarged and, upon the explosion of the mountains of burning cum, twirled on his abs like a snake. “Fuck, look at that. You can actually hear the spunk like waves on a beach!”

The box approached my giant’s titanic ball sack, inspecting it closely. “He’s indeed much bigger than we thought he could get. His balls are producing at least twice as much heat as they did on their previous records.” The box got even closer, almost touching the testicles whenever they throbbed to their maximum size. “It is impressive. He was never supposed to produce so much seminal fluids.”

“So… is he broke?” I bit my lips. “Can I keep him, then?”

The box flew over me, hovering menacingly over my bloated belly. “What have you two done?”

I sat again on my titan, feeling his hyper-shredded abs massaging my gigantic buttocks. “Why do you care? I don’t like your disrespectful tone, you see.”

The box hovered closer to my belly. “You’re pregnant.”

I couldn’t hide my pride. “Heck yeah!” I coated my muscular belly with yet more fistfuls of semen, adding incredible warmth to my powerful babies. “I feel like a have a bunch of little mules inside me. God, I can barely imagine how big and strong these babies are going to be!” I looked at the box. “How many?”

“Mm?”

I almost pushed my belly against it. “How many babies do I have, d’uh! I know you can see them, with these alien technologies of yours.” I slapped the tree-trunk thigh of my man, who grunted lazily in response. “How many babies did this awesome stallion fill me with?”

Just as I expected, a green light appeared from the top of the box and was cast over my belly. After it scanned my enormous waist up-and-down a few times, I heard a brief discussion, then the alien’s nonchalant response: “sixteen.”

I… I couldn’t… what? “What??”

The aliens repeated: “sixteen babies.”

My jaw… honestly, it didn’t fall immediately. My mind was, like… burning. It is right now, really, as I recount this tale. I mean…

“What?”

The aliens were not impatient. Even they knew that the number was too great to be believed. “We know you cannot understand it, and we too are very surprised by it, but that’s the exact number of kids this specimen has bred you with: eight males, eight females.” Then… “Are you okay?”

Heck, no, I wasn’t. I was floored, I was stirred, I was fucking flabbergasted, that what I was! “You mean to say…” I laid my hands on my belly again. The aggressive, unending movements inside of me now made so much more sense. “I’ve got sixteen kids in me? At the same time??”

“Yes.” The bluntness of their response just added to the shock. Sixteen kids! Sixteen freaking…! “We will assist you in the birth. We never had a single female die on our hands, and you won’t be the first.”

“I… I…”

“We know what you’re thinking, and we…”

“Oh, no.” I quite surly replied. “You really don’t know what I can possibly be feeling right now, ye bunch of freaks.”

The box stood still and silent for a moment. “We do. One day, we hope, you will know how much we do understand it.” It hovered closer to me, casting a few more lights of different colors on my bulging, twitching belly. “The pregnancy will be safe, though we cannot assure you will be able to continue on the program once the babies are out. Even for our technology…”

“Oh, I will!” I snapped out of my shock only to defy them: “I will continue!”

“Please, let’s us finish, earthling. You’re not the first, not will you be the last of our females who experience this over-breeding phenomenon. Sadly, most of the women who are bred with so many offspring can rarely give birth again. Their wombs are wracked and misshapen to the point of uselessness, and even…”

“Don’t bother me with this nonsense any longer!” I fondled my belly. “Don’t insult me by suggesting I am like one of the weak bitches you breed.” I lifted my right arm. I flexed it. *Boom!!* Muscles atop muscles atop sheets of yet more muscle hardened like titanium, a biceps, triceps, and shoulder growing so massive it felt like I had a tree trunk of pure muscular power for an arm. The veins spread all over my skin, throbbing with so much power. “How many women are more powerful than that?” I flexed my other arm, making by chest boom and my abs ripple. “Are you seriously telling me you’ve got stronger bitches in your harem?”

The sounds from the box got me, I confess: it was the first time I heard such a reaction from them. «Chuckles??» I lowered my arms, letting my impressive guns rest for a bit. “What are you laughing at? What kind of women do you have there?”

After a few more disparaging noises, came the answer: “it’s still too early for us to share with you our secrets. Things must be experienced each according to their own time.”

“Mmph!” I crossed my arms. Heh, heh! It was even funny, honestly: when crossing them, my tits roared and milk splashed on the box’s surface. I felt my muscles sore and cramping. I was so fucking built, so utterly massive, that even crossing my arms was a challenging feat.

“We can say, however…” There was a brief, insecure pause before they accepted to humor my ego: “you’re the strongest beginner we ever had.” Another pause. It was like they were really trying to not puff me up so much. “By a wide margin.”

My muscles roared on their own. Fuck! It was so magical to have that body. At times, it didn’t even feel like my own body, like an armor made of muscles that I was just wearing temporarily. I flexed my arms and felt my immense biceps squeezing my even bigger, harder breasts. Fuck, that was just so much meat everywhere! My tits, which already on a “natural” state produced milk in great volumes, now were leaking constantly during my pregnancy, an at every tiny movement they lactated gallons, pushing the limits of my rock-hard nipple. “Mm, oh!” I grunted. A great fire consumed me on my cunt. My man’s semen and our babies had a play in it, yes, but most of it was my pure power. “Shit, just you look at me!” All of my muscles flexed on their own, with my legs straightening up and my body freezing like a plank as my sheets of muscles acquired intense definition. “Fuck, I’m a fucking machine!”

I stood up on the man. His back sank a little on the spunk. The massiveness of his frame, however, and the insane thickness of his spunk prevented us from sinking completely, even with our tons and tons of muscles. Once up on my man’s abs, I could flex more freely, feeling like a titaness who could crush a planet under her feet.

My thighs roared with the insane definition and girth of their muscles. My legs had always been mare-like, able to scare even horses into fleeing, yet now they were… fuck! So ridiculously huge! My pussy was bloated like a peach, and scorching red compared to the Yankee-like whiteness of my skin, and crushed between the muscles of my massive legs. I legit couldn’t stand up with my legs straight; they had to always be a little spread out, you see, for their muscles were so thick! Even in a thirty degree angle between them, the pussy was still crushed, semen and nectar still squirting out of it, the babies in my belly—all sixteen of them!—dancing and swimming in absolute ecstasy, praising, and worshiping the glory of their super mother.

I flexed my arms, my shoulder, and my chest, and my monster tits sprang up to shoot gallons of milk into my surroundings. Upon contact with the surface of semen, powerful gushes of steam rose into the air, pillars of volcanic eruptions, all thank to only the intense heat of our combined fluids.

The black box moved aside, keeping its rectangular face on my body at all times. “How do you like your new physique, human?”

My breath was animalistic. It was beastly, really, like the grunts of a bear ready to charge. I always knew power, but never a power like that. “I feel like God Himself.” I struck an arrogant pose, making the muscles of my right leg explode as veins covered the entire right side of my body. “Ooh!” I squirted. The fire building up inside me was so much that steam rose from my every pore. “Maybe I am God, with all these muscles!” I lifted my arms up and flexed them in pure muscular perfection, and my biceps and triceps formed a mass of muscles bigger than my own head. “I feel like a fucking man, to be honest!” Unflexing my whole body, I slid my hands over my sides, checking up on my shape and my form. “Do I look like a man?”

“No. You look pretty much like a woman, albeit an incredibly muscular one.”

“Oh. ‘Incredibly muscular,’ huh?” I clicked my tongue, throwing flirty looks at that box. “You’re not coveting my body by any chance, are you?”

The box then turned into a mirror, reflecting my body without any imperfection. “Do you think you look like a man, earthling?”

Damn! Like… hot damn! God fucking damn it! I trembled upon seeing my insane size and musculature. “Fuck. I’m hot!!” Yes, I was, and I was big! The phrase ‘muscles upon muscles’ couldn’t even begin to describe the obscene bodybuilding statue that shone in that reflection. I felt like I had muscles crammed between the muscles, with yet more muscles fighting for space, struggling to come out from the depths of my being. I moved my right hand to my belly to poke at one of my ten rippling abdominal muscles, yet the muscles on my side, my chest, and my belly all rippled slightly, as if the smallest movement already sent shockwaves of power through my body.

Never in the entire Universe there had ever been a woman more ripped than I. Only my gorgeous stud, unconscious beneath my feet, was more muscular and shredded—vastly more so, I must confess. “Come closer.” I commanded to the box.

“Earthling, we should…”

They immediately stood silence upon my angry look. “Come. Closer.” I stretched my arm and pulled my finger. “Now.”

They obeyed. My masters moving closer to me, the mirror gave me a lesser view of my whole body, but a much closer one of my intense muscular definition. “Muscular.” I flexed. “Muscular!” I flexed some more, turning my body to the side and seeing the insane!… the freakishly enormous!… the bulging, rippling, planet-like shape and size of my butt! “Fuck! I’m obscene!” My tits roared, the milk spilling out even when they were not squirting it out. “Goddamn it! I feel like I’m about to explode!”

With one hand on my tits, I felt the tremendous mass of milk swirling inside of them. With the gentlest squeeze, *boom!*, gallons came raining, the same for my other tit, and my left hand descended to my pussy so as to praise its feminine perfection: so big, hard, bloated, juicy. “Cum!!” With a simple penetration of two fingers, I drilled gallons of squirt from it. The squirt exploded on my man’s abs and crotch, then rained all around us. Steam was coming out through my nostrils, like a bull in a snowy, winter plain, ready to charge, and aggressive fumes rose from where my pussy juice splashed, as never-ending as my gallons of squirt.

My muscles hardened on their own. Humongous veins covered my body. I was in heaven! Usually, orgasms so intense left me feeling gutless and void; whenever I squirted too hard, I always felt like my womb had come out through my cunt, and the resulting sensations sapped the strength of my legs and, overall, my entire lower body.

That time was different. That time, the harder I squirted, the harder I felt—the harder I actually became. All my muscles were roaring and hardening, with massive veins covering me now almost fully, rising inch by inch on my neck, surrounding even my own incredible tits. I exploded sexual fluids from every major pore: massive gallons being squirted through my tits, volcanic loads being erupted from my cunt. So continued my orgasms for many minutes until I shook my head and shouted: “enough!” Then, like an obedient slave, my body complied, and the torrential rain of fluids diminished to a more manageable outpour.

The box, now black again, was dripping with my junk. I had come so much clear, hot, transparent squirt that my man’s lower body was now completely clean of semen (his dick, though, kept trembling and wobbling as it vomited load after load after load of hot, thick cum). I looked to the box, smiling like the goddess I was. “I’m the best, am I not?”

There was an insecure pause before the answer—or rather, the correction: “of the beginners, yes. You’re the greatest there has ever been.”

I flexed my arms again. I loved seeing those rippling, vascular biceps achieving never-before-seen dimensions and weights. “Really? How can any woman be bigger than this?”

“Easy now. One thing at a time.”

“I suppose so.” I sat on my man again, making squirt fly all around as I let my gigantic buttocks fall on his harder-than-the-core-of-mountains abdominals. “Well, what are you here for? Checking out on my babies, I suppose?”

“Yes. We were scheduled to come here much earlier.”

“Mm.”

“About a week after you and out breeder met.”

I cast a cocky smirk, sensing the general direction of that conversation. “Just one week? Oh, let me guess: you didn’t think I was going to last that long, huh?”

Again, an awkward pause. “Correct.”

Leaning back lazily on the body of my awesome lover, I threw mighty slaps on his left thigh. “Lift up your leg, honey.”

“Mm, grrr…” The beast grunted, and I felt the hesitation in his shivering muscles, like he was split between obeying me and, well, keeping his Alpha decency intact. I solved that impasse by throwing a cruel, almost painful kick on his right ball. *Booom!* The semiconscious stud sprang back into consciousness, eyes popping and tongue sticking out, and roared while his penis hardened a bit and shot a volcanic load into the distance.

“Obey me, stallion!” I grabbed that prick, tensing every muscle of my body, and wrestled it into submission, getting aroused by the loads that ran inside it so powerfully. “Do not forget who your master is, my breeding horse!”

“Oooh… uuuh!!” The pitiful giant wailed a little longer before pulling his left leg up. I rested my back on his thighs, using that leg like a throne while crossing my own legs and wantonly flexing my abs, showing off my shredded state and awesome definition in spite of my four-month pregnancy.

“Amazing, isn’t it?” I coated my hard, muscular belly with yet more seed from the stud. “Look at my size! Despite all my muscles, I still look fat as fuck!” I slapped my belly hard, knowing that my children enjoyed it. “But I love it. It is the destiny of any woman to be bred like this.” With my right hand, I tried to grab that prick and adjust it on my body. I was actually sitting on the massive bastard, which lazily flopped to the left side of my man.

While I adjusted that prick, the box moved around us. “What did you two do all this time?”

A loud noise echoed in the distance as I dropped the soft, orgasming penis on my lap: *flooomp!* With the twenty-eight inches of that thick python resting just under my big, pregnant belly, I massaged the prick and pulled it against my skin. “Wow. Wow, wow, wow!” My eyebrows were raised just as my jaw was dropped. “Look at the virility of this stud!”

“Please, earthling, we need to know.”

Treating those aliens just as bossy as I did my stallion, I grabbed the dick with both hands and moved it over to my belly. It was even hard to see anything beyond it, you see, with my huge belly and not the eight, nine inches of girthy cock on top of it! The penis throbbed every time a new bulk of cum coursed through it, and the semen now splashed on my man’s pecs. From his crotch, the penis now rested on my belly like a huge dead python, its veins hypnotizing me, its arteries pumping blood harder than the hearts of whales. “Come again, loves?”

The box moved closer. “What did you two do all this time?”

“Well, I think you know what we did.” I spread my legs just to squirt an awesome load into the box. “We fucked.”

“All this time?”

My smile became cockier every time! “Yes.”

“For four months?”

“Oh, why are you bothering me with such questions? Didn’t you see the action? Didn’t you come only now because you knew we were screwing like animals?”

“Yes, that’s what the intel told us, but we were not actually watching you.”

“Oh, you weren’t?”

“No. Privacy is important for the highest-quality coitus. We don’t want to risk any imperfection on your offspring.”

“Oh, with a human stallion like this, you need not worry about that.” I grabbed the penis and pulled it a little higher on my body, coating my right side with jizz. “With a massive, hard male breeder like this stud, imperfection is absolutely impossible.” My belly throbbed and I felt intense pangs of pain in the vicinity of my womb. I shouted like a beast, but never undid my proud smile. “Oh, you little beasts, quiet down!” I lovingly fondled my belly with my left hand and the sprawling body of that penis. “Don’t you love feeling your daddy’s dick?” I pushed the monster cock harder against my belly. The movement inside it seemed to calm down for a while. “Oh, you love it, don’t you? This is what a man feels like. A real man! A breeding stud with more cock than what he knows what do to with it.” Pulling the prick higher, I turned its gigantic, bloated helmet to my face. “That’s why a real man needs a strong mommy like me—to show him what to do with his monster penis.” With light taps on the side of the penis and careful foot massage on one of his balls, I coaxed another wave of semen from him. The cum fountain splashed on my face, giving me a facial superior as if I were kneeling in a circle of hundreds of horses. “Oh, my god!!” The semen splashed and burst from my mouth. Whenever I wanted to air, I turned the fertile cock to my tits, bathing them on his milk and lactating the milk of my own on the sex soup. “I love his jizz!” I kissed and bit and sucked the very opening of his urethra. “I love bathing on the spunk of thousands of horses!” My right foot worshiped his right balls, coaxing gallons and gallons and more gallons of it every second. “And to know that this superman cums the same as thousands of stallions every second… fuck! You’ll have siblings for life, my children!”

The alien box hovered near my head, unsure of what to do. “We see you feel well.”

“Fuck yeah, I do!” Jizz was spilling out of my mouth and ears. My beautiful, blonde hair was now one huge mass of cum. “What? You thought I weren’t gonna make it, right?”

“Yes. As we said, your performed much better than expected.”

“No: you said I performed the best. The best!”

“Yes. Indeed, you broke past every record.”

“Of course I did!” I squeezed the monster cock right in the middle, managing to bend its girth under my grip. A pool of cum formed under my grapple, making the lower half of the prick bloat before I relaxed it and left a volcanic explosion almost rip my head off. Once all the jizz stopped exploding—two minutes later—I was laughing and gargling, planting my lips on that cum fountain and drilling it with my tongue for more.

The box rumbled near my ears, its mysterious engines and motors (whatever they were) working in mysterious, alien ways. “Do you enjoy power?”

What were they getting at? Now I was quizzed. “Yes.” I set the prick aside for a moment. “I always did. Now that I come to think of it, I always basked on my superiority towards all other people. I loved being the biggest, hottest woman, as well as irresistible to literally any man I knew.” My foot tortured his balls a little harder. My monster grunted and his muscles roared, all their power now under my thumb—and feet, and buttocks, and my whole damned body! “To have beaten a stud like… oh!” I squirted. “You can see how that doesn’t help my ego at all, right?”

“Do you want to be much str-?”

“Is he dead?”

“What?”

I looked at my man’s face. It twitched and quivered, with his eyes moving to all directions under the lids. “I’m just curious, you know. Despite knowing I’m awesome, even I doubt sometimes that I have really taken this beast down with my pussy.” I flexed my arms, felt the power ripple all over me. “Is he really knocked-out or is his just pretending?” I punched his pecs. Damn! Those beasts felt like iron walls! “It still feels like a dream, you see.”

“Yes, he is unconscious. His energy is depleted.”

“Well, almost so.” I felt the thick, gooey cum flowing endlessly under the sole of my foot. “Can you scan him, just to be sure? I want to know exactly how defeated this beast of a man is!”

They complied to my every request, talking to me now with a much more noticeably kind and even tone—it was like we were becoming equals of some sort! “He’s near unconscious. We estimate he will be deep asleep in a few hours, and will only get up again in two weeks.”

I laughed. “You mean to say I—a mere human!—have taken this horse down for two weeks? Ha!” I flexed and roared. “I’m a fucking god!!” Again, chuckles came from the box. I looked at it almost defiantly. “You care to tell me what is so funny?”

“You might be getting away of yourself, human. Remember: he’s our weakest, meekest stallion.”

“And how many pussies has this ‘weak, meek’ stallion ravished before me?” The box moved back. I was having none of its silence: “answer me, servants!” I snapped my fingers at it, and the aliens obediently replied:

“Over six-thousand women. Six thousand, five hundred and thirty-eight women, if you want a precise number.”

My heart skipped a beat. “He slept with… fuck.” My touch became more adoring on his skin. I whistled at him. “Wow. You really are a sex machine, huh?”

“Why do you want to know it? Is it just to measure the quality of your man?”

“His quality needs no measuring.” I placed the cock besides my lips and lapped at the incoming semen with my tongue, just like a pussy drinking her milk. “You can taste it on his jizz alone. No. What I want to know is this: how many of these six thousand bitches have achieved what I achieved?” My gaze became feral. “How many have knocked him out for over two weeks, or lasted over four months of near-uninterrupted fucking with him?”

Undecided noises came from the box, the aliens again discussing amongst themselves. “None have achieved what you have. Of the six and half thousand women he fucked, only three hundred were able to resist sex with him without being knocked out themselves in less than thirty minutes. Of these three hundred, the number of those who resisted a full day with him is less than forty.”

“And, of these forty…”

“Their strength is much superior from this point onwards. These women discover, just like you did, the raw muscular power within their organisms. Of these forty women, a full half resisted with him for over a week. Of these twenty remaining, only two fucked him (or resisted his fucking) for over a month, one having gone as long as four months, however. You’re the first one in history to take him down… at all.”

My pussy squirted a long, triumphant load of nectar on my stud’s legs. I spread my own monstrous legs farther so as to bathe as much of the planet as possible with my juices. That was a squirt of victory, a gush of triumph. By god, I felt my insides emptying themselves out by the sheer strength of my orgasmic ejections! Fuck me, I was squirting harder than a bunch of mules taking a piss! That was filthy, yeah, it was indecent, but hell if I cared! I squirted like a fucking whale and I wanted more! “Grrr!!” I showed my teeth and let out a mighty… *roooarr!!* My pussy was stretched. A true ocean blasted through it. The faint, delicate rain of woman cum became a storm. I lifted my waist up so as to squirt hundreds of gallons straight at the clouds. My wonderful, super strong female ejaculation reached up to a few hundred feet of height. I felt power and heat on my breast, with my guts moving around. My womb throbbed against my belly, showing its contour on my abs. You could see some of my babies—half a dozen, if not a little bit more—swirling and swimming in it. They were the mighty horses I would give birth to. “By god, I’m a fucking goddess!!” I let out explosion after explosion of frenzied lady-jizz, finishing it off with a monstrous, three-hundred-feet-tall ejaculation after eight crazy minutes of cunt-pissing. By the end of it all, a vast dome of water assaulted me and my man’s body, and the black box was like a puddle of gel in the air, my squirt dripping slowly and heavily from its edges.

“Have you ever squirted this much?”

I flexed my muscles, never tired of seeing the veins sprawling all over them. “Fuck no! I was always a mere, measly woman!” I flexed my abs, counting the beautiful muscles pushing the womb back into the place. “One, two… four, six… mm. I’m a monster now! I never thought such power would ever be possible!” I took huge masses of the semen on my man’s body and ate them up, gulping so loudly. “Something to do with this awesome sperm, I suppose.”

The black box moved up and down, very delicately. “No. Our males’ sperm have little effect upon an alien body.”

I looked to the box, cum dripping from my lips. “Then what…?” I smiled. My muscles flexed and roared on their own, and squirts of milk blasted through my monstrous tits. “Oh. I get you. You mean to say all this power…” I flexed my arms. My tits jolted, almost hitting my chin. Milk and sweat flew everywhere. “All of this… comes from me, and only me?” The box, again, presented me with an annoying pause. I was having none of it anymore: “just say it, will ya! Stop pretending like I’m not a pretty big deal.” I raised my arms besides my head, and the swelling of their muscles was almost great enough to crush my skull between them. “You and I know I’m a fucking god!”

“No, you are not.” The box sounded serious enough. “You might be the greatest novice we’ve ever had, but you’re still untested. Truly untested.”

“Ha, yeah, like hell I am.” I relaxed my muscles and sat more straightly. “You mean your other studs, right? I haven’t yet fucked the hell out of them.”

Their tone became slightly surprised and somewhat amused. “You fancy yourself powerful enough to fuck our studs—our real studs—dry?”

I nodded, though a bit of insecurity made my heart skip beats frequently. “Yes, I am.” The box moved from side to side, almost as if mocking me with its movements alone. “Send me them.”

“What?”

“Your studs.” I licked my lips. As I talked, I raised my hands and took literal bites of the thick cream my man had ejaculated. It was so sweet and tasty. God! It felt like a really fancy banquet, tastier than the dearest desserts on Earth—maybe that’s why I’d managed to survive four fucking months drinking and eating nothing but his cum. “Send them all to me.”

“Send them all?”

“All of them.” I flexed my muscles. My body literally increased in size, height, and girth as I made those beasts roar like engines. “One by one, I will destroy them. I will milk their cocks dry and drink them like bottles. Your studs will not be even sex dolls once I’m done with them.” I licked my lips again, making sure that always a little bit of cum was oozing through them—a sort of instinctive sensual primitiveness, you see. “They will be cups. Bottles of cum! Mere tanks of semen I will exhaust whenever I feel thirsty enough.” I grabbed the monster penis of my man. Girl, that thing was heavy! After not touching it for some time, it was easy to forget the thing weighted a literal ton of pounds! Still, with those powerful muscles I’d endowed myself with, I could now lift that 28-inch soft cock with relative ease. My muscles hardened, my arms flexed, my chest heaved, and my breath became fast and difficult, yeah, but still… “uurh!!” I could lift that beast and handle it as if it was my own cock. “Like this!”

I ate the nine-inch-wide helmet and pumped the cock violently with a single hand. The jizz flowed hot and hard. I ate it all, however, without letting it ooze through my mouth or nostrils. In a way, the monster was much more exhausted now, and I was still taking easy on him. His soft penis was harder and bigger than two or three aroused stallions, and the volume of seminal fluids that coursed through it was enough to drown a person in mere seconds. Again, my pussy showered that rod with praising juices. Though I was a goddess, even I had to gush on a penis whose power was literally unmeasurable.

My belly grew and bloated and hardened as the single first wad of the jizz filled up my stomach completely—like, thirty gallons or something. The rest, well, you know the drill: filling up my guts like balloons, then blasting noisily through my anus, serving as filling between my massive buttocks and that man’s divine abs. And so it went on for many minutes, until I was done tasting that seed and allowed the cock to merely pour its gallons on my tits and my whole body. “Good stud.” I massaged his balls with my fingers and one foot, praising their virility. “What a good boy you are.”

The box moved closer. “You pretend to turn every stud in our arsenal into this sorry state.”

“I told you ‘yes,’ already.” My tone was of sincere aggravation. “You’re the ones who keep wasting my time. What the hell are you waiting for, honestly?”

The box lowered itself upon my bulging belly, squeezing it just lightly enough so we both could feel the babies swimming inside it. “Them. We’re waiting for them.”

Their statement did little to pacify me. “So what? You think I cannot power-fuck, exhaust, and deplete a stallion while pregnant?”

Odious chuckles came again from the box, stirring up my blood like boiling magma. “Even if you could, we wouldn’t risk the safety of our offspring.”

“My offspring.”

The box moved away. “Don’t forget why you were brought here: you are meant to breed endlessly and give birth to increasingly perfect, stronger, more virile and fertile members of your species. The final result, if you’re strong enough to survive and see it, will explain a lot of the questions you might have in the moment.”

I smiled, moving the prick over any area of my body that was buried under at least three hundred pounds of thick jizz. “So, can I have your men once I’m done pooping out children? All of them?”

“You will have one of them. Omega.”

I raised my eyebrow. “Omega? You mean…?

The box ‘nodded.’ “Yes. He is the weakest of our proper studs.”

“Omega. Huh. Why don’t you send…?”

“Be silent, earthling.” My muscles flexed, my body stiffened. There was something really eerie about their tone now. “We will give you Omega, and then you will finally understand what a true Stud of our harem is like. Until now, for pure lack of perspective, you think this little failed experiment of a male you just fucked is a ‘real man,’ a ‘real stud,’ or whatever your petty human mind fancies. He isn’t. You will begin to grasp what a God is… once you’re absolutely beaten and broken and torn apart by the weakest of our raging stallions.”

My heart was bumping against my chest. My massive milk juggers dripped constantly, and often they squirted at the pace of my heartbeat. “The weakest, huh? Just like my man…” I touched my stud’s abs, under a whole foot of semen, “was the weakest too?”

“This man is not a stud. He is a sample.” I gulped upon hearing it. “He doesn’t come close to qualifying as a stud, so we use him and other ‘sample males’ to test the unproven females. Even amongst other samples, he is the weakest, the most pathetic by a considerable margin. Once you finally taste a Stud—a Stud proper!—you will see that their different isn’t as much as a canyon as it actually is like the distance between two galaxies.” The box moved closer at a very fast speed. At that distance, it could now hear the uneven, hasty pace of my heartbeat. “This sample you fucked is about twenty times weaker than the weakest of our ‘samples.’ We’re confident enough, however, that you can beat our strongest sample, even after a lot of pain and a lot of blood.” For some reason, I could sense that the aliens behind that box were actually smirking at me. “The different between Omega, our weakest Stud, and the strongest of all the samples is on a factor of about seven hund-”

“Stop. Stop it.” I threw a huge wad of spunk on the box, almost like a child.

“Oh. Afraid of the truth, we see.”

“No.” I smiled. “Afraid of you jerks spoiling all my fun.” I spread my legs and squirted a huge, powerful blast on the box. “I will destroy Omega.” I cleared my throat, swallowing every bit of insecurity that could still be heard in it, making my words as firm as my body. “I will destroy him and all other studs you have in line.” With perfect control of my muscular cunt—itself as hard and big as many men’s biceps—I shut the stream of girl cum to then ask in a genuinely curious tone: “mm, how many would they be? Your studs?”

“Why don’t you concern yourself with the task at hand instead of…”

*Splaash!* Actually, the mass of spunk I threw at that box, upon hitting its surface, didn’t make a single noise; that was just how I imagined it, or how I remember hearing it. The jizz was so thick that it behaved more like a solid than a liquid; a ball of pure testicular rubber, stuck at the surface of that box, barely sliding down after I threw it. “Just cut the bull crap and tell me, fuck!”

The box distanced itself from me gradually, giving me the impression that the aliens were grumbling amongst themselves. They were annoyed, they were teased, but they were also attracted to me—and they hated me for this attraction. “Fine.” Came their voice. “Our harem contains ten studs, of which Omega will be your first—and maybe your last.”

“Fuck you.” I flicked them the middle finger.

“After Omega stands Upsilon, Lord of the Hundred Thousand Ravished Cunts.”

I shivered. My throat, as big and wide as it was, could barely swallow all the saliva I produced when clearing it at that time. “Your second weakest stud has fucked over a hundred thousand women?”

“Yes. A pitiful number, you might think, but that’s because we focus on quality over quantity.”

I cleared my throat again, making my muscles rumble as I adjusted my posture on my man’s even more muscular body. “Mm, yeah. Pitiful.”

After a brief, tense pause, the box continued: “if you survive Upsilon, your next lay will be Sigma—our first Lord of a Million Femmes.”

My eyebrows went all the way up. “Let me guess: your third weakest member…”

“Correct. He has fucked over a million females, and keeps fucking and breeding them on rotation, with an entire solar system of harems at his disposal. He’s got claim to the lays of all the inferior Studs, yet he naturally still can’t fuck the billions of women of the superior studs.”

“Billions of…? Wait a minute! How can these men fuck so many women if Earth…?”

“Do you presume Earth to be the only planet with life in the universe? The only planet where young, lush females, with the hidden power of Raging Arousal and Shadow Muscles laying in their core, exist? Silly mortal! You’re not competing against the mortals of your planet. Once you surpass Sigma…”

“Oh!” I smiled. “Don’t you mean ‘if?’”

The aliens ignored me. “If you surpass Sigma, your competition will be the female-kind of the entire universe.”

“And how many are these women?” I clutched my hands and punched one palm with my knuckle. “How many weaker cunts will I have to outfuck and turn obsolete?”

I could hear chuckles again. “Past Sigma lies Omikron, the Angel of Gushing Cunts. Lord Omikron has his own designated Solar System too, with the difference that many of its planets he created himself.”

“Oh! Is he, like, literally a god?”

“A sexual god? Definitely.” Did I detect… arousal??… in those aliens’ voices?? “An actual god? The likes of which you humans imagine? Not quite so. He creates planets not with some magical or mystical powers, but by ejaculating so much and so hard that his semen coalesces into a hot, burning planet on his system. The same happens with the squirts of his women, which creates water planets just like your Neptune—with the only difference that they are perpetually hot, if not hotter than the sun itself.”

I puckered my lips and felt an intense motion in my womb. «Damn! Is that the level I’m competing in?» Taking the massive, spasming cock on my hand, my imagination wandered to the humogouns sizes and girths of the studs to come. Were they as heavy as mountains? Fuck! Were they, like, literally planet-sized? “A whole planet… made of cum!”

“Planets, dear. Planets.”

I sucked gallons out of the cock. The gurgling sound inside me… oh! Who could ever get tired of that?! (I know you don’t, my reader. Oh, you’re just like me: an adorer of big, fat, monster cocks, who always get moist—or hard—whenever you visualize that stallion-sized super dong producing sweet, fat cum like whole factories of semen! Ha, ha! Don’t you tell me you’re any different!).

My throat bulged and throbbed as the gallons made their way into my stomach, which grew insanely heavy, almost crushing my spine, with the iron-like weight of each load. «Fuck me, god, this is like liquid metal!» And the heat certainly wasn’t much cooler. “Tell me, aliens, how many planets of cum has this god ejaculated into existence?”

“Some hundreds.”

The cum exploded through my mouth and nostrils, even a little bit through my eyes as I spat it out and struggled for air. “What the fuck?”

The aliens appeared arrogant. “What? He is literally a hundred years old, and able to produce enough sperm in a day than all the volcanoes of your Earth could in the entirety of your planet’s history. It’s even a low performance for him, indeed, who after hundreds of years of age—for he is so genetically perfect that one year for him is about fifty for you humans—still came little over a two hundred planets of semen and three hundred with the squirts of his lovers.”

“A million… fuck! And that with only a million lovers?!” I could barely hear myself straight, you see, for it really took a hell of an evolution for me—or any woman—to say ‘only’ in such a context without the slightest hint of irony.

The words of the black box kept dumfounding me: “his harem is fifty-million strong, actually.”

“Holy hell! Mm, well,” I looked around myself, seeing the entire surface of the planet covered by my man’s jizz and my own milk and pussy nectar, “guess it’s not that impressive, indeed, once me and my man alone have covered this entire planet with junk.”

“You’re starting to get it, my dear.”

“Well, huh, and after Omicron, I suppose I will be fucking a quasi-literal god, isn’t it?”

“Oh, dear earthling…” I could hear them rubbing their hands, so cartoonishly evil, “you have no idea.”

I bent the fully-soft cock at the box and pumped it so that it jizzed a powerful blast at its surface. The aliens allowed themselves to be bathed in the spunk, almost as if they liked it themselves. “Then give me an idea.” After that, I hungrily ate the prick again, and this time I really wanted to taste the deepest recesses of its cum production, sticking my tongue in its urethra and making its already-enormous girth swell even wider.

“Lambda is your next stud, as well as they Vice-Roy of all Lower Studs.”

“Mmph… shit…!” I kept slurping on and sucking that cock like a kid on a candy bar. Jizz oozed through my nostrils. I allowed it to flow up through my tear ducts and rain from my eyes. Once again, I made my entire face into a living vessel of semen. “Lower Studs, uh?”

“These are the five weakest members of our Ten Breeding Gods. Lambda is the second most powerful amongst them, weaker only the Theta, King of the Low.” As I was too distracted with the influx of jizz, the aliens continued to speak on their own. “Above these Five Lower Gods you will meet the Upper Gods of Reproduction—studs so powerful that their very physiques defy even our own comprehension. We created them, you see, but that’s the case in which creation surpasses the creators, in a way.” The box hovered closer to me, letting the oozing cum splash in its surface. “Epsilon is the lowest, weakest of all these gods, and still he is a thousand times more powerful than Theta, billions upon trillions of times more powerful than the lowest of Studs, Omega, and near-infinitely more powerful than this petty male you so avidly suck.”

With semen bursting through my every hole, I puked gallons on the body of my vanquished breeder only to blurt out the question: “right, cool. Tell me their names and how many women they laid!”

“Epsilon lays with a billion women, each of them more beautiful and a thousand times more fertile than even the highest, most sexually arousing of Earth’s femmes.”

“You’re not including me in this account, are you?”

“No. You transcended all of Earth’s females.”

“Good, good.” I went back to sucking the endless cock, snapping my fingers at the box so that the aliens could carry on.

“Delta is the next one. A hundred and fifty billion women.”

«Fuck… me!» I just couldn’t believe those numbers! «How the fuck are these studs able to breed entire solar systems’ worth of pussy?!» I was even amazed that the entire universe contained so much life, let alone such beautiful, hard, and lush forms of it—but maybe the domains of those studs wasn’t just our universe; maybe their real domains… were countless universes spread across the multiverse!

“Gamma is the third strongest stud. Crown Prince of Breeding Gods. He’s ravished over a trillion women, and his domain is an entire universe.” My heart sank. So that really was the scale we were dealing with! “Beta is the Supreme King of Breeding Deities. His is the domain of a hundred thousand different universes. The number of gorgeous females conquered (or killed) by his god dick and his endlessly virile balls is too great for your little mind to even begin to fathom. Suffice to say that he is the greatest of our creations, and that nowhere in the Multiverse anyone can find a being more perfect, more virile, more ludicrously muscular and ravenous as the supreme breeder of existence. If there is something of a God in this realm, he is it. His semen can literally breed life on its own. His ejaculations form galaxies, and his penis, while soft, has the power to terraform a planet. He is the beginning and end of all sexuality. We ourselves have built statues on His name, for his prowess is so extreme even we are willing to recognize him as an equal… of sorts.”

My mind was swirling—and not just because of the indecent amounts of cum I was sucking at every second. Popping the dick out again, I vomited oceans of condensed man-milk for a solid ten minutes until I had enough strength to breathe and ask: “wait… if he is merely Beta…”

“Yes, earthling. There is One above this god.”

I looked to the box, yet the bastards didn’t seem quite willing to tell me more. “Who is him? Who the fuck can be yet more powerful than a literal god?” My heart was sinking, yet my face was burning with excitement. “Tell me! Tell me now! Who is the most powerful creature on this universe? On all universes?? Who is… Alpha?”

After a long silence, the box simply said: “Seedmaker.”

I tilted my head a little. “What?”

The box corrected me again: “his… their name…” I could sense their smiles, “is Seedmaker.”

A bunch of questions exploded in my mind, my arousal so intense I felt my pussy literally swelling, the skin of its labia stretching to such a point it almost tore itself up. My nipples hardened just like the rest of my body and my awesome muscles, sensing the tremendous weight and power in that name. «Seed. Maker!» I licked my lips. I blinked. The box was no longer there! “Wait…!” I looked around, seeing nothing. I didn’t even see that thing moving away! Was it all just…?

“We told you enough.” I heard their voices, now ethereal and spirit-like, coming from the cum-clouds in the sky. “Rest easy and breed nicely. Once you give birth to your first litter, your challenge will truly begin.”

I was left alone in the sea of spunk, with only the gurgling noises of the ejaculating monster penis to make me company. Bringing that penis up to my body, I cradled it between my tits, moving its head over my face and giving myself an epic facial of boiling cum. “So be it.” I opened my mouth and gargled on the jizz. “At least I know who my ultimate foe is.” Cramming my face into the dick, I swallowed as much of it as I could while keeping my absolute calm and ease. Even with ‘just’ ten inches of god-cock inside my throat, and barely making an effort to squeeze it or arouse him, my stud trembled, shivered, and grunted under me. Puffs of steam left his quivery face, and his eyes twitched under their lids, my love sure experiencing tremendous amounts of pleasure within his fuck-drunk, comatose wet dreams.

I fondled that magnificent face. After four months of fucking, the stud had allowed a shallow, blond beard to grow. Even after so much time without care, his beard grew at a perfect pace and stopped at a perfect height, naturally trimmed without anyone grooming it. “Gorgeous genes!” I felt the firmness of that jawline. “You can cut diamonds with this! Such a stud!” I pinched his immense, thick lips and pulled them. “Such a big-dicked god stallion!”

I pumped his dick while swallowing his unending loads. As I said, I was never getting tired of their taste, which was different, yet just as heavenly at every gulp, and now that I fondled that giant’s face with my foot (and occasionally my hand—he was so tall it was very difficult to reach his face when sitting on his crotch), seeing the perfection in all his constitution, I stood confident in my dick-bending abilities, knowing that, if I took out a man such as him, I could easily destroy any other stud that came my way.

“What’s the worst that can happen?” I asked myself, and blissfully gulped the endless gallons my gorgeous horse kept ejaculating.

* * * * *

The following months were fuck-fest the likes of which no human could imagine, let alone understand. The monster stud didn’t hold back because of my pregnancy—and neither did I. If anything, the later stages of my pregnancy only made me hornier, beastlier, more fertile and ravenous, like I was eager to remind him of the pussy-power that sucked his cock into absolute submission.

As the months went on, and both me and my belly grew to abnormal levels, I really came to understand what the aliens meant by saying he was the ‘weakest, meekest’ of studs. Despite still standing six feet taller than me, and having literally five times the muscles mass, with a dick so big it could pierce me from anus and through guts and still break free from my mouth with many free inches poking from my lips, at no time did that stud present me with the same challenge he did in the first months of our fucking, let alone the brutal first week when he had me.

At any given time, you would find me literally riding that beast into exhausting, muscle-tearing, nerve-bending orgasms. The aliens had brought us to a whole new planet, leaving that previous one to burn and dry all its cum out throughout the eons, yet the vast mountains and deep valleys and canyons of our new planet, with its paradisiacal valleys and sprawling oceans, none of them could resist the massacre I did to that man.

“Punch them!” At times, around the seventh and eighth month of my pregnancy, I turned my swollen, yet still muscular belly to the stud, and slapped it to invite him to throw his mightiest punch. “Do not hold back. Crush your babies!”

He was exhausted. He was heaving. He was almost crying, the poor stud. In a way, I lamented the fact that he couldn’t throw his strongest punch even if he wanted, because for the past months I had tortured him and massacred his muscles with my pussy until he was nearly paraplegic with exhaustion; still, even in his depleted, quasi-annihilated form, the stud still could punch through a literal mountain, leaving cracks from his fist that went all the way to the tip of any mountain of any planet.

When he punched the face of a canyon, even at his most exhausted, dried-up form, I always got wild orgasms upon seeing the cracks spread all over the canyon, with huge sections falling around us—the power of my super stud literally rivalling that of a comic book hero!

Hence, when I turned my baby-full belly to him, he looked at me with absolute shock, even contempt, the dripping, raining sweat in his face almost preventing him to speak. “What do you…” He paused and breathed hard. He was so short of breath, the poor boy!

Even though my own body was sore, bruised, and hurt, and even though my legs trembled a little upon standing, I managed to keep an upright pose next to that broken giant. He stood at fourteen-feet, but now spent most of his time bent over, fighting for breath, and the sweat from his body almost built, like, a whole damned lake around us.

Canyons and lakes had been filled with his semen. Entire mountains had been painted by it, and I made sure to aim his ejaculating cum-cannon to them, coating them with his virile seed. By that point, oh, we had managed to fill (and ruin) half the planet with his jizz, and I was working hard to drown the other half in cum.

It became clear to me, however, that the stud was nearing its end. “What’s up, baby boy?” My muscles roared. My arms remained constantly flexed—or looking like it—regardless of what I did, and my body had inflated to such size and weight that I left cracks on the ground at every step. As my hips jiggled while I marched towards that man, the ground kept constantly breaking under my feet: *craaarck! Craaack!! Craaack!!* If I stood completely still, I would sink on the solid rock just the same. “Afraid of your goddess?” I lifted my monstrous arms, playing with my long, ass-whipping hair, making my giant tits rise, exposing to that man the bloated sphere of my pregnant belly.

Pregnancy could be a pain to normal humans, but that one… oh! There was literally not a single bad thing about it! My babies had grown to the size of little fillies inside of me, all sixteen of those giant beasts, and my belly had swelled to such a size I could literally store a fucking car in it, yet the monstrous pregnancy also gave me all the tools required to deal with it. For example, my belly had grown, but so did my body: I now stood at frightening nine fucking feet, with my muscle mass alone adding up to more than two thousand pounds! If you counted all the milk I produced in my tits, oh, those would be another five hundred pounds total, and even my hair gained consistency and weight, like I had chain of iron swinging from my head.

I walked towards that super stud, whose head was well lower than mine, his hands holding on to his knees, his curled posture trying to not let him fall. I grabbed his chin and pulled him up. His face was still much bigger than mine, but now I felt we could both look at each other on equal footing.

I wish I could have actually trained those muscles to make them bigger on purpose, but the stud didn’t let me; instead, we fucked like wild beasts, bringing havoc to the entire planet, and now I grabbed him by the face as if to finally establish my utter dominance upon him.

With my left hand, I leaned down and grabbed one of his balls. *Crunch!* You could hear my fingers sinking in the semen, the many hard veins feeling like iron ducts bending on their tips. “What do we have here?” I smiled, teasing that stud with my mouth. I no longer felt an overwhelming size and fluidity in my hands; now, when I touched his balls, I only felt the pure hardness of their many veins, arteries, and cum ducts, with the semen still flowing hard inside them, but noticeably more depleted. “You’re drying, my stud.” I kissed his cheeks, making sure my lips teased the very edges of his own. “Your penis is not producing the gallons it once did.” I looked around us. His jizz was everywhere, even raining down from the skies, yet there were still many parts uncovered by his cum; a lots of virgin territory he’d yet failed to fecundate. “In your first two months, you managed to cover an entire planet with your semen. Hundreds of feet deep, my stud! Now, after five more months,” I kissed him, showing pity, “you can barely cover half a planet with just a few feet of your awesome sauce.” I grabbed the bull by both balls—those ostrich-egg-sized testicles still dwarfing my own hands. “Your cum tanks are all veins and muscles, now.” I licked him, my tongue salivating all over his face. “You’re finished. You pathetic, weakly virgin!”

Bingo! That was all I needed to reawaken the ferocious monster I’d fallen in love with: his muscles soared, his fibers roared, and a shockwave of power almost pushed my body away. His face contorted into an expression of pure rage, his body crashing against mine with sincere murderous intent. His massive abdomen, shining with its twelve-plus gorgeous muscles, crushed my belly, and his tree trunk arms locked me and crushed me, squeezing semen and lubes out of my mouth and my pussy.

My babies danced inside my womb. There were bulges all the time hitting against my monster’s abs. They too were fighting their daddy. Sometimes, the biggest pain came not from that monster, who attacked me from outside, but from the virile beasts that counter-attacked him from inside out. Their punches and their kicks would have torn any other woman in half; at points, their power was such I knew they could punch horses or bulls into puddles of blood. As my monster carried me over the spunk-ridden valley like a tractor, I squirted all the way under our feet, building a huge trail (or a literal river) of nectar. It was too much joy to experience so much power!

Me! My stud! My babies! We were like a burning sun, so hot and powerful, and the earth cracked easily into a small canyon under my lover’s feet as he careened me against the slope of a mountain and pinned me against its wall. Cracks immediately covered a surface superior to entire football stadiums, and I felt the pebbles and the dust from the cracked mountain on my body as the monster pulled a fist back and looked at me with literal blood in his eyes.

“Whore!!” His grunt made the earth tremble.

My heart shivered with a bit of fear—and that’s precisely what I wanted. “What?” I adjusted myself in the mountain’s crust. My body had caved a few inches into the slope, with pieces of the stone wall falling around me. “Punch me.” I slapped my swollen belly. “Punch me, stud.”

The monster roared. Columns of steam burst from his nostrils. His whole body was trembling; his muscles so insanely hard! The exhaustion and literal depletion of fluids inside him actually made him much sexier than before: if once he had a healthy—albeit minuscule—layer of fat to his muscles, plus a lot of water to both power and cool off his amazing physique, now he was tethering on the edge of negative fat! It was amazing! His muscles fibers were, like, almost pure form and titanium! He was still white and beautiful, yet even then the red of his scorching blood shone brighter and redder, almost turning him into a living piece of amber iron.

Fumes and steam rose everywhere! He was a living, breathing machine of cum, now struggling to keep his cock hard. Oh, yes, because all his hardness was no longer being translated to the hardest feature in his physique—and his very reason for being: his cock, now, was only semi-rigid. After those five-or-so-months of near-continuous fucking, it was not only his balls there were almost completely dried out, but his cock, too, was beginning to lose it luster.

Yes: it took me basically eight months of almost uninterrupted fucking to take that weakly stud down… yet I had finally done it! I could sense the frustration in my man’s body: the way he moved, the way he grunted, the way his eyes twitched and he looked briefly to his crotch, trying his best to keep that penis up! His semi-flaccid pecker still stood at over forty-inches of length and ten inches of width, yet for him, the awesome breeder, that was the same as having a micro-dick—and I pushed my finger against this bruise as soon as I smelled it.

“Pussy.” I licked my lips. “You’re as weak as your penis is small.”

I could barely see his fist as it crushed my belly—and the rest of my body—into the surface of the mountain. A giant crack sprawled to the mountain top; dozens of tons of stone collapsed around us. My body sank three feet inside the stone, a huge, vertical crater forming on that slope. *BOOOM!!!* Once the monster pulled back his fist, he had tears in his eyes, and suddenly the shock colored his face. What had he done, he probably thought? Did he really kill all his children along with his woman?

With frantic motions, he wailed his arms on the veil of dust that was formed after the blow. He was so tired he was beyond words at that point, simply grunting and roaring like an animal until he saw a peek of my body crammed inside the mountain.

Jizz oozed through my mouth, nostrils, and eyes. It was a slow, continuous flow, unlike the violent and loud bursts of cum and nectar though my pussy. There was a lot of blood too, but mostly coming from my nose, and, as I looked up to my man, I saw his expression of fear replaced by one of utter shock—and, later on, absolute humiliation.

I spat blood and cum to my side. “What?” With one hand, I blocked one nostril and sneezed cum and blood through the other one. “Wait?” I laughed. My laughter echoed in the distance. I think that even on the moons someone could have heard it. I laughed long and hard, seeing my man getting bigger, harder, and redder (albeit with his dick remaining painfully semi-hard) with anger. “Oh, my god!! Did you, like, actually think you could hurt me? Like… for real?” With a mocking gesture, I threw some pebbles at his burning body. “If this was really the best you could do, I will rip your cock off and use it as a dildo. I’ll get more power and anger from my own muscles, thank you very much!” I flexed my arms and then savagely slapped my belly, where you could see the babies swimming and fighting back, begging for more. “FUCKING HIT ME, YOUR PIN-DICKED LOSER! Give me your all!! Come on!” I spat on him. The saliva was immediately vaporized upon contact with his vein-ridden face. “Virgin! Hasmter-cock! You truly are the weakest of your species, huh?!” Craters formed under his feet. The beast was charging up! “Pathetic. Can’t even keep your flaccid dick up.”

Gotta admit: I didn’t expect blacking out. The following minutes were a bunch of colors and lightning bolts and weird figures dancing in my sight, and the burning pain on my belly, my legs, and my crotch showed me that, yep, the guy was going all out.

When I recovered my consciousness, fuck, I was flying in the air at high speeds, the mountain where I was pinned against no longer in front of me, but getting distant at every second, completely split in two and crumbling like a sand castle after that monster had literally punched me through it.

He wasn’t done: I saw his massive, superhuman body now flying to me at even higher speeds. My heart throbbed with apprehension; my body stopped feeling its lips for a while. Yes! I was afraid of him again. «Kill me!» I dared him, licking my lips. «Fucking try and kill me, you living horse of a bull stud!!»

His subsequent punches and kicks pinned me against the massive walls of a canyon. The place was a beautiful, large, and mostly of straight and clear surface, where you could see all the deformations of the stone as the beast pinned me and pummeled my body against it, foot after foot of depth being carved out with my back. Despite his vicious blows, I only spat cum and squirt through my holes; my body was now as strong as the planet we stood on. The harder he hit me, the wider I smiled. There came a point where I actually grew tired of his punches, and instead, catching him off-guard, I grabbed him by the jaw and pulled his face closer to me.

“Harder!” I commanded, and the beast finally surrendered to his fear: the punches died out along with his lips. His ultra-hard body went limp, and for a moment I felt he was going to kneel before me. He didn’t, but what came next was equally more humiliating: a giant, gushing noise came from his dick, yet the texture and the heat of that fluid was all too different from his semen, even from sound alone.

I looked down and felt the aggressive smell hitting and burning on the face. His legs were trembling. The monster… my husband… he was pissing himself in fear!

I wrapped my fingers around his neck and asphyxiated him; it was so shocking to see his thick neck sinking under my fingers. My arm, though, was a swollen muscular beast. Parts of my body were becoming just as big, hard, and heavy as his. I was literally becoming bigger than him, and in terms of strength I had actually long surpassed him.

With my other hand, I grabbed his cock. The meaty surface of that cum—and piss—cannon now easily bent and caved under my fingers. I crushed the cock until the flow of the piss was heavily blocked. The monster wheeled and whined in pain, and I added to his misery by… *BOOM!!* Kneeling him on the fucking balls!

The monster collapsed. *Blaam!* The ground caved under his knees, and frightening cracks grew around his legs as he kneeled before me. “Aww!” I told him, venom dripping from my tongue, and with my hand I almost crushed his mighty throat, making him struggle for air. “What? My mighty stallion ain’t strong enough for a human bitch?”

He looked at me with ire. I could see what was about to come as he pulled his fist back. His muscles were trembling with pent-up rage, but at this point I knew they couldn’t enact his rage with nearly enough force as they desired. The monster threw a punch in the middle of my belly, and the resulting shockwave created cracks on the stone even a hundred miles away from us; my back hit the canyon again, adding a few inches to its cracked, wrecked surface, but overall my body remained sturdy, and the babies in my belly danced yet more vivaciously, finding those blows all too amusing. “You see?” I walked back to my giant, whose jaw was falling lower and lower. I grabbed him by the throat and cock again, leaning to him until my mouth was almost moistening his lips. Rubbing my belly on his abs, I massaged his body with the kicks and blows of my babies. “It tickles. They love it.”

As the monster pulled his fist back again, roaring and puffing steam, I decided I was having none of it anymore: I crushed his neck and prick, now with the intention to hurt, and the monster let out a sound he never ever thought possible; as he opened his mouth, a high-pitch scream of pain burst through it. “Aaaahh!!” His eyes were watering, yet it was hard to see his tears amidst all the redness of his bloodshot irises.

My hands did a monstrous torture on his neck and prick: my fingers crushed his skin as easily as if it was made of soft silicon. His muscular frame and dense constitution wasn’t any different from before, mind you; in fact, all those months of strenuous exercises had only made him harder, hotter, and bigger, probably twice as strong as when I met him. When my fingers sank on his skin, they bent his muscle fibers like iron. I could feel all their strength and consistency, tasting a man who was indeed much more powerful that he’d ever been, yet…

I was more powerful. By a fucking mile! My right hand crushed his penis so much that his pissing was completely interrupted, and the lower half of his penis—that closer to his crotch—began to swell and bloat with all the incontinent blasts piling up inside them.

I crushed that penis until I heard something like bones cracking. My left hand began to literally pull his Adam’s apple into his throat. The monster wailed, then punched the sides of my body, trying desperately to release himself from my grip.

My body was pushed and pulled from its place, sometimes hitting the walls behind it, but I remained sturdy, and whatever attempt the giant made to recover was easily beaten by my stronger, mightier grip. “What?” I pulled his cock. “Do you want me to rip your cock out?” The monster wailed. His asphyxiation was such, however, that only broken whimpers left his throat. I pulled his cock so hard I felt his balls shrinking and throbbing in desperation. His whole crotch began to stretch, pulled by my hands on his iron rod. “It’s not like it’s gonna make any difference!”

“Oor!!” With a loud crush in his neck, I pushed that man back, laying him on the ground and exposing his ripped abs to the skies. Raising my right foot, I flexed my horse-sized legs, then blew a massive kick on the man’s face, pinning him to the ground and creating a huge crater around his skull. Steam burst through my nostrils. My muscles were swelling and getting more ripped, with veins sprawling over me like snakes. The power never stopped rising, with my weight getting so extreme that the ground cracked continuously under my other foot.

I raised my right foot again and flexed my thighs to their maximum. *Boom!!* That muscular monster bloated and throbbed, with every freaking fiber visible to the naked eye. I lowered my foot on the monster’s face again, sinking his head deeper on the stone. I raised my foot and lowered it one more time. I did it again. And again. And again. Vast sections of the canyon began to unravel. The cracks spread through the earth like new canyons, and the body of my man descended on the earth deeper and deeper and deeper, sinking many inches (eventually feet) as I kicked him hard and fast.

The speed and power of my horse kicks were otherworldly. At times, all I saw of my huge leg was a blur, and once I was done torturing that man’s beautiful face… *booom!!* I threw in him such a mighty, merciless kick that the crater around us grew many hundreds of feet in diameter, with millions upon millions of tons of the big canyon collapsing under the earthquake of my blows. When I was done with his face, the man was a bloody, bruised, battered mess—yet still his beauty remained intact under all the blood, his sturdy skull proving it was made of a supremely strong material.

Pulling his cock even harder, I took my foot from his face, pulled my leg back and… kicked his right testicle. *Boom!!!* The pain! Oh, dear, the pain that stud felt…! He could barely vocalize it! His eyes almost popped out, and his muscles, instead of hardening as they usually did, shivered and spasmed like they were going to snap and unravel at any moment. The cracks grew under and around him, with the monster shivering and jumping so hard he was almost a living, breathing driller, but I kept him in place by crushing his body and pulling his cock harder, as well as devouring his ostrich-sized testicles with my touch and gaze.

I put my right foot over his right testicle, then crushed him. My stud began to cry. “Please!!” The tears left him in a mess. He was snorting and puking, my milk coming out through his nostrils and his mouth. “Stop!! Please, stop!!” He tried getting up, but with a single punch I threw him back into his place: *booom!!* After my fist met his face, his back cracked the ground again, and his right-cheek was left with a fist-sized bloated bruise. I crushed his ball harder, turning it into an oblong mess of veins under my foot, all while twisting and pulling his pecker to a tearing point.

His huge testicles bloated, and I knew—by their deep sounds—that they were producing cum again. “What? You aroused by mommy’s power?” I raised my right arm, flaunting its virile hardness and strength. “You want to cum for mommy, huh?” I twisted and jerked his prick, making its lower half almost explode with all the fluids inside it. “Or do you want your mistress to rip your cock out, and turn your balls into pudding with her feet?”

He wailed. He cried. He tried to attack me again. *Boom!!* Cracks formed under his right testicle as I crushed it to a bursting point. The once-invincible, unbendable egg was now being grossly distorted under my feet—a task that, no matter my power, still required every ounce of strength in my overblown physique.

My body shone with sweat and might as steam burst through my every pore. Veins were growing atop of veins, and my height increased gradually as new layers of muscle were added everywhere in my god-like physique. Relieving that ball for a while, I threw one massive kick on his left testicle once more. The resulting shockwave made even the clouds move away. The monster puked milk into the air, in a fountain blast that reached many dozens of feet into the air, and I showed him even less mercy by alternating kicks and crushes on his testicles, now destroying the entire continent around us.

Our bodies sank deeper… and deeper… and deeper as four minutes went by with uninterrupted kicks and blasts on his testicles. By the time I was done, his balls were actually bigger—not so much because of the cum, but mostly because of the hideous bruises I had left in them.

My man was squirming and panting. His face wore an expression of perpetual almost existential horror: how…?! How could a mere human like me…?! Do things like that to him? Him?! An almost-literal god of sex!

I release his prick. The piss exploded in a volcanic blast. “Eww!” Even though I moved away quickly, the blast was so powerful that it sprinkled all over my body. My disgust, however, was short-lived: the piss of that stallion was just as strong and powerful as I expected it to be from a creature so perfect; though not arousing, it was certainly impressive to witness the density and sheer volume of that bladder sauce. Mules and donkeys were always known for pissing ludicrous amounts of liquid, and so dense and strong that their smell could be felt from afar, and that stud was no different: his piss was so fucking hard and heavy and dense it was almost a gel! I saw the deep crater being quickly filled with his piss. “Come on, honey.” I grabbed him by the hair and pulled him out the hole, letting him fill it with his millions of gallons of mule piss. “That’s not my kink. Piss all you want in this crater and let’s finish fucking somewhere else clean.”

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[NSFW/+18!] Seedmaker 2: Realm of Gods

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Flashes. The month that followed after my first taming of my stud was just this: flashes of power, flashes of cum, flashes of the orgasms taking over my mind, then of the roars making the entire palace crumble and collapse.

It was one of many palaces. It was one of many fucks. “Come on!” I gritted my teeth and ground my pussy on that gargantuan cock; I drilled myself on that awesome stud until his monster dong was forcing my uterus against my throat, enough power, length, and girth to utterly destroy and ruin the insides of a freaking mare; I, however, was stronger than a horse—I had tamed and humiliated and destroyed that stud several times over, and by the time I was done with him, after every cum-ridden session of relentless pounding and thrusting, the beast could barely crawl away from me on the floor—not that he didn’t try, of course; the fear and panic overwhelmed him. “Is this the best you can do?!” I embraced the cock with my legs and further milked it with my powerful thighs while riding its upper half. Thirty inches of monster dong were inside me; thirty inches stood outside, covered in the white goo he kept shooting in me relentlessly.

The monster opened his mouth and roared, letting the steam of pure exhaustion burst from his every pore. “You’re weak!” Though I was being battered by tons and gallons of boiling seed inside me, and my belly was bulging like I had just swollen a whole calf, I was triumphant: the stud stood on his back on the ground, a giant crater of wracked concrete surrounding us both. I rode his cock with enough power to crush a hydraulic press into a marble ball. Every time I lifted myself and stood up, making my uber-muscular thighs engorge, I literally pushed the bull by his cock, lifting his waist from the ground-up floor. “Fuck me!! Fuck me stud, like you mean it! What?!” I kicked his balls savagely, making them produce yet more insane loads of semen to shoot inside my womb. “You make so much cum all the time, yet you can’t take on a tiny Amazon like me?” I spit on his face, but the farthest I got was his gigantic pecs. “Pathetic!” Truly angry, I crushed his cock with my insides and pumped it like I was a star-powered machine. The castle trembled around us, and the ground kept creaking and cracking until further sections of the ceiling and walls collapsed in the distance. “If you ain’t the breeding bull here, I will be that stud!!” I pumped him and I pumped him and I pumped him… “I will fucking annihilate you, my beautiful bulky bastard!!”

For fuck’s sake. I didn’t have any way with words, apparently. Of course, I never needed to have: throughout all my life, safe from some very rare exceptions, I’d been the passive one under the monster cocks of super endowed earthlings, yet now I was the one taking charge. Sex with that stud changed me in many more ways I ever thought possible, and that virility—that burst of sexually dominant and savage animality—was something so incredible it made me feel like I had fire in my veins—and, judging by how much steam my uber-muscular, ultra-shredded body was producing, I probably did! “I will fucking ruin you!!” I tried to lean on that monster’s amazing body, yet the cock prevented me. Alas, I was being pierced by sixty-inches of semen-full meat pillar as fat as a fucking Greek column, and its hardness was so tremendous I couldn’t bent a single degree of that monster cock from its half-point.

What I could do, however, was to lay my feet on his gigantic, orgasming balls, and then flex my legs and pull myself forward, bringing the cock down to his abs. It wasn’t a hard thing to do (the only hard thing there was his member, whose sturdiness defied titanium), for the pressure and power of that penis usually meant it rested naturally on the god’s abs, even if he was standing upright. By pushing myself forward and forcing the cock to rest on his amazing muscular frame, I finally reached his face with mine, riding those thirty inches of his upper-half with my entire body. “What about now, stud?” I teased his lips by biting them and sucking them, my hands masturbating his nipples—his pecs, by the way, were so fucking large that, to reach his nipples, I had to stretch my arms in a full T-pose! “Can you kiss your breeding whore?” I slid my tongue inside his mouth, which I felt scorching with sweat, saliva, and steam. His gigantic tongue laid inside, quivering, yet it appeared just as exhausted and defeated as he was. I teased it with my tongue, wrapping it underneath his and trying to pull it inside my mouth. “I dare you. Kiss me.” With a degree of synchrony that could only be described as “superhuman,” I flexed my inwards to give his penis maximum suction plus penetration, and the spunk flowed upwards without his cock even needing to pump it; I was literally sucking his cum from his balls with my pure pussy power.

That was it for the male: “uuuuuuh…!!!” Like a bull who’s just been kicked in the nuts, he cried, and two massive cracks formed under his fists as he clutched them violently on the ground, pulverizing the marble with his fingers. His balls, however, were still alive and well, and the muscles of his cock soon responded to my attack with a throbbing of their own, turning the stream of the spunk into a rocket-like explosion into my womb.

“Ahee!!” I bit my lips and sank my fingers in his skin, drawing blood from his pecs. It’s been too many weeks until I had achieved enough strength to even scratch that motherfucker, but now, with my body glistening under all the sweat of my hardening and expanding muscles, I was able to not only scratch, but also bite and hurt every inch of that beast, whose body was turning red with both exhaustion and blood. My pussy unloaded rivers of squirt at a breakneck pace, further crushing the concrete on the floor, literally tearing up tiles of concrete and steel, but the spunk that came after it completely dwarfed my liquids, enveloping the cock and our combined crotches in cement-thick seed. “Mother… aah!!… fucker!!” I bit my lips again. “You’re still making me cum!!”

Impressive. The stud was semi-conscious, his body sore and muscles cramping, yet still his monster cock, which I had been fucking and sucking and pumping almost uninterruptedly for the better of a month (or two, if you consider our first fuck), was so powerful, so virile, so brimming with energy and life-giving seed that it still managed to fuck me and breed me on its own.

That’s actually one of the ways that monster could fuck seemingly forever: every time his body got to its limits, his cock kept fucking me while the beast snored and recovered his energy. If there was anything in the universe that was infinite, it was his uber-virile genitalia. «Shit! Fuck!!» I hated myself for still having to focus on not losing my damn mind to that penis! «It’s like a perpetual-motion machine of fucking!»

It struck me with fear down to my core, that monster cock, those gigantic balls. Even with all my power, having taken charge and broken that beast down muscle by muscle, pump by pump, gallon of cum by gallon of cum, I felt like I was still barely superior to him, racing with all my might to just keep myself an inch ahead of his breeding power.

My heart trembled with existential terror: was the monster going to awaken a deeper, stronger power I had no idea off? Despite all my pumping and all his seeding, and us having unloaded a literal ocean of sexual fluids on that endless valley… was he still just charging up his real power? «D-damn!» The image of him opening his eyes, flexing his muscles, and then charging on me like all that fucking had been a mere child’s play to him… it terrified me. «Am I the master here… or am I still just a haughty slave?»

I couldn’t allow those thoughts to poison me for too long: feeling his never-ending seed invade my womb and batter my ovaries, I counter-attacked. “You fucker!!” My pussy sucked him so voraciously you could hear its sounds from afar, like the roar of a mining truck engine. “I’ll outlast your cock! I’ll outfuck your balls!!” His testicles roared back, pumping gallons and yet more gallons of seed into me; his monster cock added to the pressure, injecting cum as hard and hot as five rockets blasting into space, all inside my cramped, cum-ridden pussy. “Fuck!!” I redoubled my efforts. His balls began to shrivel. “I will ruin you!!” My ass twerked and my muscles rippled monstrously as my pussy doubled and redoubled, and then re-redoubled its speed again, achieving such a level of strength and power there was literally smoke coming from my pores. The balls became smaller and smaller, its hundreds of finger-thick veins and arteries bloating like a nest of snakes. “You think you can breed me? No! I will breed myself!!”

Then, the entire universe began to unravel after what I did to that poor stud: locking myself onto his body, piercing him with my teeth and fingers, I rode him! Oh, words can barely begin to describe a thousandth fraction of the power I unleashed on those balls at my weakest! My fucking was so supreme that a golden, blueish aura of energy formed around me, further destroying the ground surrounding us and making the crater grow larger, wider, and deeper.

My pussy roared like it had a bunch of cruise engines embedded in it. I must confess I felt scared of its power—not because of me, but because of him. “Roooaarr!!!” The ground gradually kept being crushed to powder and dust by his hands and flailing arms, with waves of agonizing pleasure running over his gorgeous muscles. I felt he could destroy me just to protect himself—and, let’s be honest, he could do it very easily, for he was still so much bigger and (in terms of raw, muscular power) so much superior to myself. «By the gods, he’s fourteen feet tall!!» My contemplation of his greatness, however, only made me pussy-pump his monster cock harder. «This beast’s got muscles all over him! He’s, what, fifteen thousand, seventeen thousand pounds? Something like that!» The ground kept cracking under his back and around his limbs; even when he did nothing, the floor cracked and caved, for his muscle mass alone was superior than that or forty breeding bulls combined.

His monster cock roared past my guts and stomach, pushing my vagina and my overstuffed uterus all the way up back to my throat. Instead of hurting me, that provoked me to only get more feral and beastly; despite all the man’s raw power, the two-months of nigh-uninterrupted fucking had left him disheveled and shriveled. He was going to me mine. “Pump it!!” I crushed and annihilated the walls of his titanium breeding rod. “Your gallons!! Pump more seed into me!” My giant ass cheeks clapped against his balls, which were turgid with semen, but noticeably smaller than they were a few weeks ago. Their breeding power was beyond unparalleled; it was almost infinite, but my raging arousal was finally testing their limits, sensing the light at the end of their orgasmic tunnel. Just a few more pumps, I wondered, and they too would be mine. “Is this all the seed you can produce??” My torso, womb, belly, and crotch were over-inflated by the hundreds of gallons that were being spewed inside me every single second; my pussy was so overstretched that you could see parts of it pushed outwards by the rocket-like outflow of seed. Only his face remained unscathed of semen, yet that wouldn’t be so in a few minutes, once the seed had completely filled up the crater we were fucking on. “More!!” I pumped him so hard the muscles of my crotch almost snapped. “More cum! More spunk! Cum, cum, cum!!”

The eruption of semen finally shut me up. With a mighty, thunderous roar, and a wave of pleasure so strong that his torso lifted itself off the floor, the giant breeder unleashed a car-sized tank of spunk inside me in a single pump—so much, so hard, and so hot that I felt that, if I didn’t explode because of it, then I would be burned alive from inside out because of its steamy hotness. «Damn, boy!!» I looked at my stud’s quivering, semi-conscious face. «You come like your balls had a mountain’s worth of seed while still unconscious!» His breeding power, his sheer virility and animalistic fertility in turn made my ovaries churn out yet more eggs. It did so uninterruptedly, breaking any constraints and barriers of my human biology, overcharging my womb even when it didn’t have any more room for babies.

For I, oh, I was pregnant! «Fuck!!» I raised my head and allowed myself to cum, so submissive. My body rode his cock on its own, automatically, yet my pussy released so much squirt at steel-cutting speeds that even the monster’s cum was forced to give way to its bulk. I rolled back my eyes and, in the darkness of my mind-breaking orgasms, I envisioned every single baby that stud had pumped me with.

The aliens had one purpose: to perfect my species. To produce the strongest, most virile living creatures known to the Universe, and I… oh! I was a cog in their brilliant plan, volunteering my womb to the gradual betterment of my species. «These babies…» I felt bumps in my womb. The little creatures were barely a month old, yet were already visible from the bulge of my uterus on my skin. «How many of them do I have? Five??» I looked down, trying to count those fertilized, now-growing eggs. «Seven? Fuck, they’re so strong!» Even though they were barely developed into human shape at that point, I felt them moving with ease and purpose inside me, already dotted with superhuman individuality and strength. «Fuck, am I going to survive this pregnancy?» The spunk kept battering and ruining my insides, its blasts feeling like whole dams being unloaded inside me. Those bastards in my womb, oh, they seemed to enjoy it all—even more than myself. «Damn you, kids! Fuck! Are these babies so strong that they are going to rip themselves out of my womb and leave me for dead?» As these silly thoughts, just like the semen, assaulted me, I began to sweat coldly and whimper in existential dread. «Those aliens didn’t tell me how the pregnancies are done. As far as I know, I might be just a discardable vessel to these babies!» These stupid thoughts notwithstanding, I didn’t feel too bad about that fate. «If that’s the case, it’s gonna be worth it.» Those seven or eight or, heck, ten or more babies I had inside me were already worth more than entire nations back on Earth. A single male I’d give birth to would easily and effortlessly inseminate hundreds of women on a daily basis; a single female, oh, she’d probably bear over two digits of kids for every pregnancy cycle, which in itself would be much shorter—six or five months, instead of the laggard nine months of average human pregnancy—able to birth as many children as a regular human stud.

And what to say of the next generations? Of my grandkids and my great-grandchildren. «Oh, the kids are alright!» I laughed, coming back to reality to torture their poor father. «My children will inherit the Earth.» I moaned aloud, feeling the hotness and the thickness of the juice that kept invading and assaulting me so mightily. «Damn, boy! Your seed is power!!» Looking at his quivering face, I played with my heart and assumed a commanding tone again: “breed me! I command you to never stop breeding me!!”

My pussy was unreal! It roared and burned as it pumped that cock with every inch and every muscle fiber in his inner walls. If you put a rod made of pure titanium inside it, my pussy would crush it into the size of a marble ball! That dick, however, was invictus! Its master’s exhaustion notwithstanding, the prick itself remained hard and haughty and ready for more, challenging my whole self on its own terms—a dick without a male, with loads of semen to subdue me. “Alright!” I crushed that penis harder. “Let’s see who’s stronger!”

Looking around, I saw that the crater was already filled to the brim with semen. Everything around us was white—and not because of some fancy decoration choices, I tell ya that. “Come!” Laying my feet on the ground, pushing that prick and my womb all the way up to my neck again, I lifted the bull’s crotch off the floor and began to walk clumsily at the tip of my toes towards the edge of the crater. “Let’s fuck somewhere else. I need a clean space to lay you!”

My monster grunted something, with his fingers actually clutching on the ground and trying to keep him locked in there. “No…” He mumbled, his deep voice failing to conceal his nigh-childish fear: “please, no…”

Still, I pulled him. It was an amazing thing to see: his monster cock, as thick as a pillar of marble, was lodged in me from cunt to neck. My whole body was inflated because of its thickness alone, with my guts, stomach, heart, and lungs literally visible through bulges on my skin—my womb, of course, being the prime sight near my neck.

That monster stud had a cock so long that my entire body was barely enough to accommodate it all. Well, in fact, now it was maybe just a little bit bigger. «I grew a lot!» I contemplated while cracking the ground beneath my feet, walking with such power that the 15,000-pound stud behind me was dragged along by my back. I made my way to the top of the crater, removing his body from the spunk pool. «Out of one cum lake and into another.» Reaching the surface after five minutes of appalling struggle, I looked around and gauged the destruction.

My pussy unloaded more lakes of squirt. I wimped and moaned like a little girl again. Shit, that was hot! To know that two bodies—only two people!—could cause so much destruction… shit, it got me horny! With a mighty pump, my pussy coaxed yet more semen from that trembling, quivering monster cock. The load inflated my body before exploding out of my cunt. After the brief agony of being filled with more seed in a second than hundred mares on the cocks of their stallions, I smiled and looked to the cock, that beast bulging inside my body. “You see what you did?” I flexed my muscles, involuntarily flexing my cunt along with them. “We’re gods!!”

To the farthest edges of the horizon, as far as the eye could see and the mind could sense, in every direction, the land was covered in cum. Not a pebble in a mountain or a leaf in a mighty tree wasn’t covered by pounds of seed, layers and layers of thick ball cream transforming the land into an ocean of hyper-virile semen. The castle around us was all but destroyed; the few pieces of wall that stood above the ocean-level of cum were themselves covered from top to base in semen, exhaling virile steam into the skies.

The sheer depth and density of that jizz was mindboggling. “Holy fucking shit, you horse!” I fondled the bulge of his prick on my torso. “You came a fucking ocean!”

To say that he had literally ejaculated an entire Caspian sea would have been a gross understatement; the amount of jizz that human stallion had produced was surely comparable to one of Earth’s minor oceans; not exactly the Pacific Ocean, but definitely somewhere in the ballpark of the Indian Ocean—at the very least, the entire Mediterranean sea.

As I walked over that mess, I felt the jizz reaching up to my knees. There were at least two feet deep of semen everywhere, and God knows how big was that arena we fucked on. As I strode with the stallion’s dick deep inside me, the only thing I knew was that all of my palaces had been ruined and my entire estate fecundated with jizz just as deeply as my womb had been.

With great effort, I managed to free myself from that jizz. The prick smacked against the giant’s uber-muscular torso, and a massive, super loud geyser of cum exploded onto the man’s face. “Gotta be careful, my stallion.” I saw the mountains of spunk scattered throughout those white plains. “We fucked thousands of craters into the ground with the powers of our bodies.” Feeling my muscles hardening, an overwhelming sensation quickly rose from my crotch all the way to the edges of my limbs. “Shit! Oh, shit!” I tried to keep my cool while my body deflated. “If we don’t, uh, pay attention…” I was shivering and sweating coldly, “we might end up drowning under ten feet or more of cum.”

Before I could pay attention to my silly words—the stud was well over fourteen feet tall, after all!—I came with the brutal emptying sensation in my body: once freed of that monster cock, my pussy could allow all the excess spunk to finally flow out: *splooorsh!!* The jizz burst out of me like a truckload, building piles so large that they easily reached up to my cunt. “Fuck! So much cum!” I had to move away so that my legs didn’t end up sunk under a spunk hill. My powerful muscles roared, allowing me to break through the cement-think layers of cum.

It made little difference at first, for the spunk, which kept coming out of me in never-ending loads, soon built another hill under my crotch, and by the end of all that leaking I had formed sixteen massive towers of spunk on that ocean—and still way more spunk remained inside me!

I bit my lips while running my hands over the godly curves of my body. “Fuck, I’m hot! My babies are swimming in your jizz!” Laying my hands on my belly, I felt the countless little bastards literally swimming happily inside the placenta, moving around the jizz as if they were all too familiar with that substance. “Fuck! I think the little monsters are literally loving your cum as much as I did!”

Two months. I was about two months pregnant by that point, and the bulge in my belly was no longer possible to conceal. Still, my uber-hard eight-pack abs still shone with superhuman splendor, my body overflowing with so much energy and sheer muscular, fertile power that a constant cloud of steam burst through my pores—my body heat always steadily at over eighty degrees celsius (and counting!).

As I walked back to my stud, I contemplated upon the immensity of my new muscles. “Fuck! Fuck!!” They flexed and rippled on their own. “I’ve grown! Holy shit!!” I looked to my biceps; each of them was bigger than a basketball! “Do you fucking see this?!”

I flexed my muscles, and a pillar of spunk exploded from my cunt: *sblooorsh!!* My entire body shone and rippled with inhumane muscles. I was so heavy and ripped even my legs constantly rubbed against one another, their thighs so monstrously swollen they constantly squeezed squirts out of my pussy. I was well over seven and a half feet by then, and much heavier even than my huge size implied. “Jesus fucking Christ! Your semen made me into a giant!” Flexing my gorgeous biceps, I wondered how far that jizz could push them. “I… I feel so different! So mighty!”

Sooner than I realized, I was stepping on the giant. I didn’t even know what I was going to do while I walked so confidently over the (much bigger) body of my depleted lover. It was as if the muscles were carrying me on their own; the power within my veins was so intense that it overrode my consciousness—or maybe it made me willfully ignorant of my own choices. Shit! Was this the feeling of supreme confidence? You know: that natural arrogance and joie de vivre that all studs possess?

I climbed over my stud’s chest, seeing myself so tall, almost like I had just climbed a freaking mountain. The beast was still conscious, if battered to a pulp. His body was bloody and scarred, my nails and teeth having done a true savagery on his form. His once-perfect skin was now ridden with purple bruises, and his once-fearsome chest now weaved under his shortness of breath, his eyes constantly rolling up under his lids and his lips trembling while he faintly mumbled: “p-please… w-woman… fuck!…”

I walked over that titan’s head, oozing cum all over his chest. Laying my feet besides his head, I grabbed him by his beautiful blond hair, pulled his head up and sat on his face, flexing my muscles so as to make my abs literally roar. “Eat yourself!”

The monster wailed and his eyes bulged before his own spunk came out jizzing through my cunt. I heard his mouth getting full and his cheeks bloating. His head was much bigger than a full backpack, and his nose easily reached up to my bellybutton, and once all his huge mouth was completely filled with his own junk, shit!, he literally sneezed the jizz into my abs. It was a wonderful feeling! “Drink it! Drink yourself so you can taste just how fucking good you seeded me!” I pulled his head harder, as if to bury it on my huge, hard cunt. “You unloaded enough semen to fecundate literally every animal on planet Earth, you fucking monster! It’s time that I fecundate your belly now!” Slapping him hard, I flexed endless gallons of jizz through my cunt and into his mouth. “Suck it! I command it! Fill your belly with your awesome spunk! This is an order, your fucking weakling!”

“Goorh!!” This was his only reply as truly epic loads of jizz exploded inside him, making their white, fat, fertile rivers run down on his throat and into his stomach. His heavy seed splashed loudly in his belly, making grave and rumbling sounds, soon filling it all up while I found yet deeper and fatter reserves of his jizz in my loins. «Christ!» I bit my lips, feeling the fire enticing my raging clit again. «How much spunk do I still have within me?!»

Infinite spunk, apparently. The monster’s tongue made its way inside me, and then I lost it again: “aaah!!” Despite all my power, all my dominance, all my fearsome muscles, I was still just a pretty little girl at heart, and my high-pitched moan soon proved it.

A truckload of squirt exploded from my cunt. Poor guy! I truly pitied my stud as his face was blasted by a water cannon so strong I literally bathed myself with it! Shit! The explosion of girl cum assaulted all of my muscles with my nectar. The milk in my tits heated up and exploded in mighty torrents. I was a triple cannon of sexual fluids, shooting threads of milk as far as dozens of feet ahead, and a combined sauce of spunk and girl cum through my cunt. Without fail, my stud’s belly began to bulge, and his muscles sounded like tires being stretched. “Fuck!! Oh, fuck!!” I saw lightning bolts whisking by my eyes, stealing their sight and leaving everything black. In the throes of those orgasms, I suspected I had fainted several times for very short amount of time—less than once second each—but I couldn’t be sure of it. Once I was done, all I knew was that a whole hour has passed, and that my pussy had unloaded such vast amounts of male and female cum that the monster’s belly was bulging a whole three feet taller compared to its usual state. His insane 16-pack abs were super stretched, but still visible in all its full muscular glory. “I guess that’s it for your cum!” I looked to his face, which was completely covered in his own semen. “I’m empty!”

Well, not quite so: as I stood up and popped my cunt from my stud’s hungry lips, I still felt loads and loads of that sweet, delicious jizz coursing through my labia. Fuck, those fat bastards clang to my thighs like industrial glue! I could barely walk away due to the intense viscosity of that breeding liquid. “You feeling nice, my babies?” I fondled my belly, feeling the children, like hyperactive tadpoles, swimming in the placenta on my overbred womb. “Fuck, how many of you are in here?”

Just as I stepped away from the monster, however, the sheer pressure of all the semen he had eaten made it explode out through his mouth, nose, and even eyes: *blooorsh!!* For once, I saw that gigantic male brimming with seed as if he was the woman: the semen burst from his face like a fountain, rising so many feet up in the air; such ludicrous loads of thick jizz that even his eyes bulged and cried semen, with his stomach slowly deflating and his belly going back into place. “Mm, yeah. Puke all your heavy spunk, stud!” I placed a foot on his belly, and then sloooowly… very slowly… I pushed it! *Bloorsh!!* Poor man! I felt his head was about to explode! “Are you stud enough to nut truckloads in a woman? Then you’re man enough to eat so much jizz as to fecundate an entire herd of mares! Cum!” I pushed my foot harder, feeling my thighs engorge immensely. “Cum it all!”

The jizz kept bursting and overflowing from every hole in his face, yet a second source of jizz unexpectedly caught my attention with a loud boom coming from under his waist; like an old truck getting started, I heard the jizz loudly and messily making its way out of the man: *bloooorssh!!!* And then I saw it, hiding my chuckles, as the man pooped seed from his super-pressured asshole. “Oh, my!” I pressed that belly even harder, feeling my foot cave into that wobbly surface—so much jizz that it felt like the man’s whole insides were made of that pasty gel. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!!” I climbed over the belly, flexing my mighty legs as if that somehow made me heavier—I felt it did. My muscular power and immense weight did all the rest: the spunk exploded obscenely from the stud’s ass, so much and so hard that his waist lifted off lightly from the ground just as his belly returned to its normal dimensions. “Puny stud!”

A part of me was disappointed: two months ago, that stallion was a mountain I thought impossible to climb. At most, climbing it would cost me my life, and now I saw that I was the one putting his life in peril, not the other way around. “The aliens were right.” I stomped on his guts, making more waves of spunk jizz out through his holes. “You are the weakest of the bunch!”

My male squirmed upon hearing those words, as if I was truly hurting him. I couldn’t care too much about him at the moment, though: weak or not, studly or not, fuck, that human breeding bull was still awaken, breathing difficultly whilst his eyes struggled to remain open. His hands clutched on the ground, and his arms, shoulders, and chest muscles trembled like he was still trying to get up and give me another round of fucking. With brief bursts of despair, then clarity, I realized that «fuck! He really is on his limits!» Then I flexed my mighty muscles, feeling the wave of power cover me like a masculine, virile armor from crotch to limbs. “I am a She-Hulk!” I looked to my powerful guns, biceps so big that they’d put Earth’s mightiest bodybuilders to same. Looking at my legs, I realized they were thicker, stronger, and more ripped than the entire waist of a really big female bodybuilder. Every dimension of my physique was overblown and supersaturated; every muscle and every curve were highlighted to beyond pornographic dimensions. I had long crossed the biological properties of a mere woman; I was now, to put it simply, in the realm of gods.

Looking at that collapsed, heaving body of my broken stud, my eyes were naturally drawn to his crotch. “Fuck.” I said it aloud. “They’re still… fat!” And throbbing! One could hear from afar the jizz being reloaded inside them; the massive, fat loads were added in periodic spurs, one at a time, making rhythmic, deep noises, like hot marmalade coursing through a narrow duct: *gloorsh! Gloorsh! Gloorsh* The sight and sound of that virile content made my clit tingle like a rattlesnake. “Fuck!” Spreading my legs apart, almost as if I was mounting an invisible horse, I felt the fat lines of girl cum flow down my thighs.

My nectar ebbed out in constant, non-squirting streams, building up a huge puddle in mere ten seconds from foot to foot. “Holy shit!!” My fingers darted around my labia, feeling them much fatter than peach cheeks. “I exhausted every muscle in your horse-like body, my stallion, and I milked you like a thousand voracious mares!” I kicked the stud in the loins, making him shutter and whimper. “Yet your balls… Jesus Christ, look how fat and enormous they still are!”

His balls rested naturally on the size of an ostrich eggs each, yet when aroused they could grow much bigger and scarier. At that time, rumbling and throbbing with the gallons of jizz being refilled, those balls were almost as big as basketballs again—and they would get much bigger if nothing was made to them! “Shit!” I fingered myself involuntarily as the monster penis, now resting semi-soft on the monster’s belly, regurgitated one massive and heavy blanket of sperm into his chest and face. Resting at forty inches of length, that sinuous snake of penile power was still as thick as before; a huge Greek column of breeding virility where the semen was still flowing hot and heavy (if not as fast as before). “You’re leaking, baby.” My fingers went deeper in my cunt, three of them, while the thumb masturbated my huge clit and my pinky lambasted my bloated labia. “Fuck. Oh, fuck!!” My girl cum leakage became obscene: I managed to unload constant streams of thick, viscous nectar without actually squirting them, just like the man was unloading a slow river through his prick without shooting his loads. “Shit, this gets me fucking hot!!”

I tried to ignore the humongous size of my clit at the moment, as well as its impressive hardness. I wouldn’t say that I had a small penis within me, but… hot damn! I was always very proud of my uber tight pussy and its delicate, tender clit, but now I was afraid all that muscular power would turn me in a semi-masculine being. «If only I ended up with a massive cock!» I digressed, walking closer to the crotch of my stud. «If it is to have a big member between my legs, well, make it huge cock.» I laid my hand on the turgid, throbbing surface of his dong. “Like this one!”

Running my hand along the vein-ridden penis, I squeezed it at times and felt the spunk flowing inside. Fat, awesome loads of life-giving seed were added into his balls, which roared deeply at my tender fondling. “You just can’t stop being this virile, can you?” At that softness, his penis still rested just a few inches under his humongous pecs, where the spunk had formed another huge, heavy layer of semen pool. “Mm, baby!” I fingered myself much faster. “You get me so hot!!”

I walked over his monstrous balls, which were getting agonizingly turgid with all the semen they produced. The monster wailed while trying to shut off his legs, but the width of his jewels prevented them from closing at any angle under forty-five degrees. “Please!” Instead, my monster begged. “No, more!”

“No, more?” I laughed, and then I mercilessly… *smack!!* I gave one of his testicles a mighty kick. The penis ejaculated an awesome load into the monster’s face. My stud grunted and wailed, his forces sincerely and honestly depleted. “You’re producing cum like a milk factory! Fuck! Shit!! Just looking at your jizz is getting me horny!” Kneeling down in front of those balls, I buried my face on his godly testicle, and there I felt his spunk factory at full power. “Oh, baby!!” The jizz covered my face from all his previous loads. “I can hear your testicles assembling the cum! Shit, it’s so lovely! Mm, the sweet, deep rumbling of your spunk flow inside your ducts!” I gave those monstrous balls a feral bite, and the monster whined while shooting himself on the face with pillars of spunk.

“Nooo!!!” He thrassed on the ground, sending spunk flying everywhere. “S-stop… s-stoop that, you f-fucking…!!” I bit it again, and then the balls sent a massive tank of goo flying through his penis. “Ooorh!!” The monster soon could no longer scream, for his own mouth was filled by the semen his prick shot like a cannon.

Standing up and looking down to those gargantuan seedmakers, I loudly licked my lips, like a succubus, then, making my thighs stretch and harden, I kicked those huge testicles with gusto, making my stud shrivel in pain.

The blow, however, produced its desired effect: the balls rumbled loudly, then were filled with epic amounts of jizz. The prick almost exploded with the gallons of spunk they were forced to shoot out all of the sudden. The production of semen was so intense that I literally saw the waves and bubbling of juice inside those balls, like they were tanks full of burning magma. “Get up! Up!” I shouted, full of authority, and then I kicked those balls again while keeping my eyes focused on the orgasming prick.

The feeling of my foot hitting those titanium balls was beyond all my descriptive powers. It was intimidating to be reminded, in touch just as in sight, of that horse’s full power, and what further destruction he could wreck if he wasn’t so beaten. To kick those balls was like to hit a concrete wall—too great that my legs were so hard and superhumanly strong, then, otherwise they would be whacked.

Keeping my eyes on the endless phalanx that was his penis, I threw stronger and crueler kicks on his balls. “Up! Up! I want your monster cock all up again!!” The penis shrived and squirmed like a giant worm, unloading gallons of jizz on the giant’s face. Poor bastard could barely breathe under the torrent of white seed he just kept relentlessly shooting. «Fuck. I never seen him so virile!» The dripping of my pussy became a large, messy stream, like someone was pouring a bucket of transparent goo from it. «Even for his standards, this is just too much jizz!» Piles of awe-inspiring spunk were formed behind his head. Mountains of it were slowly being formed around his body. I was witnessing the collective orgasm of thousands of horses, all coming from a singular source of jizz: “I cum just by witnessing you cum!” Giving those balls some rest, I spread my legs and fingered myself furiously. “Here’s some water for hydration.”

Closing my eyes, I squirted. The air left me completely and even the blood, I thought, seemed to abandon my veins as I shot a rocket-like explosion of juice into those balls. For any lesser human being, the sight of my cumming would have been an obscene thing: the gallons squirting through my cunt would fill a bathtub in little longer than two seconds, and they just kept coming, harder and steamier by the second, until I was unloading a whole freaking damn of female juices on those balls. The spunk which smeared their surfaces soon disappeared; the spunk burning inside them, though, only multiplied.

“I know you’re there.” I talked, but not to my stud. “You monster cock. Wake up. I want to drain every last ounce of jizz from you, and that won’t be possible unless you’re hard as steel again.” Leaning back and moving my crotch forward, I laid on leg on the man’s monstrous thigh, then aimed my cunt at the turgid length of his orgasming prick. “Come on, cock, I know you can hear me.” My loads covered it like an equatorial maelstrom. “Get hard and stand up! I will mount you with my ass and pump you out of seed with my guts and stomach!” I came between every word, my pussy almost disappearing from my body under my intense gushing of girl-cum. “Of course, if you’re unwilling…” I was hyperventilating, damn it. “I understand!” I laid my foot over the cock and squeezed it, domineeringly, feeling the lightning-fast streams of spunk coursing inside its duct-thick urethra. “I can understand why you would be afraid of my pussy.” I fingered myself much harder, feeling my bones almost be broken by the pressure of my turgid lips. “Have I defeated you already, o monster penis, or are you afraid that I can actually drain this,” I kicked the balls again, “all of this… on my own?”

With rumbles like the Earth itself was grunting, the cock began to rise. “Yes. Come on, baby.” I grabbed it with a hand, though soon I needed all my arms to embrace it. “Fuck! You are an awe-inspiring beast!” The cock suddenly lifted off the man’s breast and hit me with feral aggressivity, almost throwing me back with its impact. My body, however, was no longer the punching bag “slash” sex doll it was when that stud began to fuck me; with a hardening of all my muscles, I stood my ground and further punished that genitalia for its audacity by crushing it with both my feet.

“Noooo!!!” Like a giant bull, the man mooed. The earth literally trembled under the waves of his voice. “Pleeeease!!”

“Shut up!” I kicked his balls, feeling my feet almost sinking on their tanks of semen! “You’re no longer the one in charge!” With my biceps fondling the sides of that gargantuan cock, I saw its head growing immensely while it spewed gallons of semen juice into the skies. “I’m talking to the real beast here!” Placing my hands around his crown, I massaged it firmly, and the entire environment was filled with the rumbling, gurgling sounds of my rippling, bulging biceps. Steam came out of my body, the fire inside me hot enough to melt steel. That looked like a simple, loving massage, but in the tip of my fingers there was more strength to literally bent a coin like a tortilla. My fingers travelled around the cockhead, feeling its perfect texture while my feet—one on every testicle—massaged the balls so as to coax endless gallons of semen from them.

I wanted to see all that bull was capable off. “This is going to hurt a little, my love,” I kissed the crown, “for I want to see just how much semen you can hold on these wonderful jewels of yours before unloading it all.” I looked back briefly, seeing the balls inflating. “Fuck. You’re exhausted, yet the cum keeps coming! It’s like I’m witnessing, like, tens of thousands of horses unloading their virile jizz into an empty lake, and this lake getting filled with steamy horse cum in the blink of an eye.” I winked and bit my lips, only to them bit the bloated edges of his cockhead—every inch of them as thick as bread and hard as steel. “I always wanted to have a big, fat horse cock unloading inside of me. I think every girl my size fantasizes with it. Thankfully, I have a monster like you to dissuade me from bestiality: your penis is superior to any horse’s, and the cum it generates is enough to breed every mountain on planet Earth.” Wrapping my arms around the prick, I hugged it tight; the muscles of all my body were used to fondle and masturbate that cock—not so much a blowjob as it was a body-job! “Mm, baby, you’re so huge!” I saw the cockhead flowing past my massive bosom. “But I’m bigger! And harder! See how you can barely penetrate my breasts anymore! Fuck, my tits are like muscles themselves! I can even hear the muscle fibers inside them crushing your prick while I give you this galactic-class body-job!” I ground myself against that dick much harder, pumping his balls with my feet just as vigorously. “Fuck! Your monster cum-makers might be as big as yoga balls right now.” Peeking at my back briefly, I saw the skin of his ball-sack clinging around my ankles; my feet were slowly disappearing into the meat of his genitalia, like his testicles were literally eating them up! “Damn it, you horse! Is there ever an end to your cum?”

As I massaged his humongous cockhead with my fingers, slowly approaching the center of his hyper-active, erupting cumslit, I gulped and pondered about the possibility of actually draining that horse out. «Damn. This really is excessive cum!» I felt the semen so clearly around my feet, separated by the sturdy skin of his balls. «It’s like he’s sick!» The goo exploded from the cumslit, rising in a straight line as far into the sky as the eyes could see. «He’s really never produced nearly this much cum. I’m afraid I will end up spending a whole week just pumping cum out of this stud! Fuck, what am I even saying?» I ground my pussy against the vascular length of the cock, and the many turgid, throbbing arteries coaxed violent squirting orgasms out of it. The splashes formed rainbows over us, my muscles glistening like the machines of power they were. I was a living locomotive, and that cock was my match. «Fuck! This arouses me!!» I humped that dong like a male, massaging its head hard with both my whole palms. «I want to blow myself up with his monster cock! I don’t even give a damn anymore!»

Eventually, my fingers reached the edges of his urethra, and their pressure was enough to seal it and put an end to the streams of cum. Jizz covered my face and exploded everywhere right before the urethra was finally shut, with the monster roaring and crying as his cock got much fatter and full of unejaculated sperm. “Ooorhh!!!” For a moment, I thought he was literally breathing fire. “Whore!! What are you…?!”

I gave his balls a disciplined kick, feeling the spunk roar inside them. “Quiet, now.” With my long, python-like tongue, I caressed that cock. A little bit of spunk was still bubbling from its barely-shut urethra. I could hear its delicious bubbling, sizzling like hot water from the mouth of a cup. “I am going to pump you dry… with my fucking guts!” Laying my mouth on the tip of the cock, I gulped its delicious, brothy seed, all while the monster roared and tried to lift itself up to me.

“Nooo…!!” The tone of his voice was of utmost despair. When his muscles trembled that much, it was because of the overwhelming power they could barely contain—a power, by the way, which had once been used wholeheartedly on my body, spent on wracking my cunt and cock-battering my body with his thrusts and mighty gallons of junk; now, this trembling was sheer exhaustion. The giant male was depleted beyond all his means, with only his genitalia showing any sign of life. It must have felt really agonizing to him, indeed, such a gigantic male to be utterly, royally defeated by a mere human female on her first try. “How…?!” His grunts came out barely intelligible, usually more animalistic sounds than human whispers. “How can you…?!” He struggled to keep his eyes open. “How can you do…?” Then, he roared. The planet trembled. Mountains of jizz in the distance collapsed under the intense power of his scream, prompted by nothing less than my masochistic foot massage.

“Quiet now, my powerful stallion.” My feet sank on his massive sperm bags, feeling the tremendous loads just piling up ad infinitum. “I want to coax your seed. I’m super aroused to test your limits.” From time to time, his squirting of seed caught me off guard. “See really how much junk you can store on those heavy seed makers.”

“Please…!! I beg of you!!!” The ocean of spunk around him was swirling and moving away, pushed by the aura of agony that emanated from his pores. “No more!! Stop!!”

Still, my feet tortured his balls, and the roar of his incoming seed muffled even his own shouts. For fuck’s sake, I could hear the oceans being unloaded in those giant testicles, which grew immensely bloated under the pressure. I felt my feet getting more and more lost in that meaty testicular semen-filled storage room, wondering if the balls would grow to the size of mountains between the stud’s legs. “Fuck, my horse! You’re a cum-making machine!”

After a vigorous (and particularly vicious) massage, something outstanding happened: the balls stalled, and then eventually shrunk! They were much more massive than basketballs, but something indicated they wouldn’t grow any larger than that. Yet still, the semen kept coming: *glooorsh! Gloorsh! Glooorsh!!* were the loud, sloshing noises inside those balls, getting fuller without growing bigger. My heart skipped a beat, for I was before a new and scary phenomenon, and I didn’t know how dangerous that thing could prove to be.

The cock between my arms achieved a hardness that can only be described as diamond-like; it felt like I was holding an elemental force of nature between my biceps. Now, all of my power and flexing failed to make even the thinnest bloated vein in its surface cave by a single fraction of millimeter. The cock grew harder, heavier, dense as a fucking planet, all without growing an inch in girth—thank god, otherwise it would be too ridiculously big, even for that titan of a male!

A brief smirk graced my man’s face. I wondered if he was finally recovering from our sexual onslaught. «God! Is this his second form?» His tone was mighty and rumbling: “you worthless bitch! You activated a beast not even I can control!” True to his words, thin threads of semen exploded from his prick, and I had to divert all the strength of my body to the tip of my fingers to massage that cockhead back into submission; it was like fondling a massive sphere of concrete, though.

Unfazed by the challenge, I smirked back at him. “Get up and fuck me senseless, if you’re really that powerful!”

The confidence in my man disappeared for a second, replaced by an overwhelming dissatisfaction: “I can’t. My muscles…” He tried getting up, yet I could literally hear his joints betraying him, his muscles failing to give him enough power for even the basic task. “You fucking whore!”

I laughed. “Have I beaten you, my beast?” I laid my mouth on his cumslit. For the love of Eros, that thing was enormous! Everything in his monster prick was superlative, but the width of his urethra alone was the clearest reminder of his unbridled breeding power: once fully opened, that urethra would be thicker than a very muscular arm! «Fuck!» I widened my eyes. «I could stick my fist in his cumslit!» Unyielding and unbroken, however, I instead stuck my tongue into the urethra, allowing it to open and explode with semen inside my mouth.

The jizz exploded from my nostrils and even my eyes. I gargled on that seed while blowing it back on the cock, coating it while massaging it with my hands. “There, there.” I spoke in between bursts of jizz. “Feed me some nice male nectar!” I ate his seed while keeping control of his cock’s actions. The monster appeared shocked by my authority, as well as my ability to withstand his monstrous blasts.

“Y-you… whore!!” He grunted every time I vomited his spunk back. The sight of every orifice on my face oozing with his seed must have been especially flattering for his ego. “You have no idea what you’ve done, have you? My cock…”  He groaned, and we both heard the immense, rumbling roar of the insane bulk of cum that was added to his testicles. “It will now produce enough seed to fill this whole place all over again, as if we have not fucked.” He clutched his hands, his arms swelling like tree trunks. “You fucking whore! I won’t be able to stop cumming! My balls are unleashing pure power, and you…”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” I slid my tongue deep into his urethra, making sure that the meaty walls of his prick, however, remained firmly closed; my tongue and his cock were two in the same, the pressure sometimes almost ripping it from my mouth. The semen barely flowed out, and I could feel its pressure growing at the tip of my tongue. “Then why don’t your balls grow any bigger? Why is you cock so small?” I punched and squeezed that monster. “A mere sixty-inch breeder. Disappointing!”

The monster sort of chuckled and grunted, never knowing how serious I was. “You… fuck…!!” His breath was likewise trapped in between self-control and hyperventilation; as I kept conversing perfectly, I slid my tongue deeper into his urethra, making his cock bulge even wider with both the girth of my monster tongue and the pressure of his semen. Within seconds, a massive, spherical bulge was formed in the very middle of his cock, with my tongue fully unwrapped within him.

“Mm, stud! I can taste your seed straight from the source.” I twitched my tongue, and my poor male…

“No!!” His eyes bulged. His breath disappeared. “NO!!!” He couldn’t understand what was happening to him. Even that pleasure, that agony… the sensations were all too sudden and too aggressive. “NOOO-OOOARRHH!!!” He began to shout and roar to the heavens, his body thrashing around like every cell in him was being tortured. His balls rumbled and froze like two massive pieces of stone; I saw myself rising up, getting taller, for my feet were now standing on pure blocks of concrete for testicles, the surface of his balls as rigid as titanium. «Jesus!» Still, I kept twitching my tongue inside his urethra; the semen just piled up and burned much hotter, adding steel to the intense pressure in the middle of his breeder. Not a single drop of it was allowed to get out, though, for I laid my uber-muscular arms around that cock, gave it a sensuous, caring hug, and then… I squeezed it.

“WHOOOOOORE!!!!” His screams would have been heard at the farthest, opposite edges of the galaxy. His words were soon lost amidst his erratic, beastly roars. His body began to thrash wildly on the grounding, jumping with me on his crotch, moving from place to place. His muscles were throbbing and expanding on their own; for every calculated twitch of my tongue, I could spot the electrical synapses snapping inside of him, forming waves of pure orgasmic torture that ran from the tip of his cock all the way up to his head. His eyes—his beautiful, ocean-blue eyes—bulged obscenely, almost comically. «How do you like the feeling of overwhelming, deadly pleasure?» I twitched and twisted my tongue inside him… harder! Poor bull!! At times, even his screams were too many to get out; they got stuck in his throat, which bloated just as hard as his cock. “The feeling of so much pleasure you swear you’re about to die?” With my powerful arms, I squeezed that inflexible dick; my shoulders widened and my back muscles roared, their size and definition almost defying my own skin. If I kept growing so much, I would end up tearing it! Fuck! What a monstrous sight, a woman made of pure, raw, burning muscles! «This is how you made me feel when you first touched me, motherfucker!» I squeezed him and I squeezed him and I squeezed him… «Die! Suffer!! Feel every bit of pain and agony that I felt when you fingered me! When you licked me!» My muscles roared. «When you fucked me!!»

“ROOOOOOAAARR!!!!” The lower half of his penis kept growing. Monstrous veins gathered around his cock, a thorny crown for his massive stone pillar. “MERCY!!!”

The tears… oh! The many tears in his eyes almost made me pity him and change my mind. «Poor stud! Such a wonderful man should never suffer so much!»

I made sure that he suffered so much more: flexing the thirty inches of my goddess tongue, I made it bloat and enlarge like a giant penis itself, crushing my man’s urethra and making the upper half of his cock wider. The beast’s agony was such that his screams vanished altogether, and he was left in a silent state of blissful pain, his mouth hanging open, his tongue sliding out and shaking in the air, like a snake hit by a lightning, and every muscle in his body tense and hardened, its countless veins turning me on like crazy. «Damn, ain’t that a fine bull!» I tried massaging his balls with my feet again, but the testicles were literally harder than granite. «Fuck!» I could hear the semen coming, but where the fuck was it actually getting stored?

My tits braced the cock. They were two orbs almost as rigid as his testicles, and the pressure inside them, though not nearly comparable to that of the semen in his prick, was still great enough to make the milk squirt through its nipples with loud fury, releasing steam as it shot to the distance. I placed those massive breasts around the crown of his monster cock, hugging the rest of it with my powerful arms and my equine legs. Gnarling my white, shiny teeth, with my canines now as prominent as a predator’s, I bit the very top of that gargantuan prick, giving it an all-out squeeze with my tits, biceps, thighs, and abs.

My entire body was glued to his member; even an iron seal wouldn’t fell nearly as hard that!

My teeth hurt when they met his crown. I could make the rest of his body bleed with my power, but not his cock. «This really is some fine-ass piece of meat!» I tried biting it, but I couldn’t hurt him. The only sensations my bites elicited from him were pleasurable ones. Okay, fine: I was going to kill him with orgasms anyway.

My tongue swirled inside his urethra. Fuck! I wondered it was possible for a woman to actually suck her man dry… straight from the balls! Like… insert her impossibly-long tongue all the way deep into that urethra, and then suck the semen straight from the testicles themselves. «Can my tongue actually go inside the ducts of his balls?» My knowledge of male anatomy was inversely proportional to the length of my tongue in him. «Fuck! If I had double the inches, I would be sucking his balls straight from their core!» Another painful sensation stirred my thoughts. «Jesus Christ, this milk! I can feel it burning on my tongue!»

The monster prick looked like it had a yoga ball stuck in its lower half. The pressure of both the liquid and vaporized semen, as well as its burning steam, had turned the urethra into a boiler of molten seed. The liquid at the tip of my tongue burned like molten metal, and I could feel the bubbles rising from the core of his balls all the way up to my member. Still, not a single drop of that nectar flowed up, the blockage of my tongue in his urethra being so perfect. “My god!” I managed to speak perfectly, for now my abilities were superhuman. “Your semen is acquiring density and viscosity as to make all the gallons you came so far taste like water! The pressure inside your cock is gigantic!” Moving my feet over the solid surface of his turgid balls, I realized what he meant by his previous words. “You are still adding semen all the time, every fucking second, but the semen itself is not growing in volume. My god!” I shivered from head to toe. “Jesus fucking Christ!” It was impossible! The solidity of his balls, the sturdiness of his cock, the melting heat inside the living boiler in his urethra, it all meant that… “Your density! It’s your density that’s increasing!” My guts and stomach churned aggressively, a primal fear compelling them to turn. “You keep adding wad after monster wad of semen without growing in size. This means…” I touched his balls with the soles of my feet. “Damn it, stud! Your balls must be weighting over a ton each, yet they remain only somewhat bigger than basketballs!”

My heart beat faster by the minute. That was a facet of my stud I had never even thought possible. “You can split a mountain in half by unleashing all this semen at once!” I looked at him, not daring to take my tongue out. Despite what all the situation indicated, I defied the danger with a chuckle, then a smile. “This is exciting! It’s exactly what I was expecting when I said I was going to pump you dry!” Giving tiny kicks on his balls, I then kicked them more violently, knowing that my feet would no longer sink or slip on their concrete-like texture and titanium-hard density. “Cum harder, harder, harder!!” I heard the new loads of semen sloshing deeper and slower inside the tanks; their volume was insane—a car-sized load per ball, per second—but their storage was much different, focusing on crazy new levels of pressure instead of volume. The balls grew maybe a few fractions of millimeters per minute, while their weight was growing by the hundreds of pounds at the same time. The same happened to his cock, and his sheet of muscles became even harder and more insanely shredded as his body began to descent on the pool of cum, then cave in the ground behind his back. The earth slowly crumbled, with (yet another) massive crater forming around us underneath all those tons of spunk.

My entire being shivered. It was time! “I’m going to mount you with my rear! I will pump you dry with my ass, guts, and stomach.” I winked at him, his face long gone, his soul trapped in a realm of orgasmic torment, every muscle in his body flexed to the max, the number of thick, throbbing veins covering every pec of his superior than a few hundred bulls. Insane! Absolutely fucking insane. “I don’t want you to hold back.” Hardening my tongue, I communicated to his cock that something amazing was about to happen: “when I have your penis firmly lodged in my stomach… I want you to unleash with your semen in me… at full fucking force!” My toes stood on the iron-like surface of his balls, now so perfectly spherical with cum that even their thousands of veins, arteries, and ducts had become only internal rivers in his concrete-like masses of burning semen. Smoke and steam rose from the balls in such density as to obscure my lower body, sometimes with only my head and tits showing up.  Those balls were, each of them, living volcanoes! The entirety of the Krakatoan explosion would barely compare to the heat and power coursing in a single vein amongst the thousands surrounding a single testicle! “Do you hear me, stud?” I power-kicked those testicles, and then the prick throbbed with more waddles of semen being injected in it every single second. “Do not dare hold an ounce of your cum back! I want you to shoot in me like I’m fucking the gun of a literal war tank! Unload fully in me, no mercy, no fear, the full power of your volcanic eruption into my guts just so I can show you how strong I truly am!” Then, taking the monster by surprise, as shown by the sudden freezing of his muscles, I pulled a single inch of my tongue back on his prick—an inch that felt like a mile of over-sexed stimulation. A single thread of spunk managed to flow up between my tongue and his urethra, and once it blasted off the urethra… «oof!! Damn it!» Holy shit, that thing felt like a white laser! The thread of over-pressurized spunk literally shut my cheek up! Thankfully, it was just a shallow cut, but enough to make me bleed continuously on his monster dong. The shot of sperm had literally made the clouds above us move away, clearing up a circular area of the skies. Holy fucking shit! If that wasn’t power, I didn’t know what else could be! “That’s it! I want all this spunk within me, with not a joule less of strength in my guts!” I slid another inch of tongue out, making sure to keep his urethra still fully blocked. His balls throbbed, finally growing another inch of radius as waterfalls of seed were unloaded within them. Their pressure now defied the limits of physics! I could feel that, indeed, judging by how deep they sank on the solid ground, like two massive towers of iron built upon quicksand. Still, I kept my level on that cock, now steadily pulling my tongue back. “Until then, however, you will not cum.” Steam burst through the nostrils of my bull. “Do you hear me, stud?” I kicked his balls so hard that, if they were made of metal, they would have been bent under my blow. “I will take my tongue and my fingers off your monster bull cock, and it will remain just as agonizingly pressured as it is, with an ocean of seed constrained in this tiny, pindick-sized space, yet despite all this… you!” I kicked him. “Will!” I kicked him again. “No!” I jumped and kicked him with both feet. “CUM!” A kicked one more time, and the tears were literally squirted through his eyes. “Not until I give you the order! Not until I feel your monster cock throbbing literally on my stomach, and I give you the permission to unleash your virile seed, you hear me?” I kicked his balls again and again and again, brutally, savagely, with enough strength now as to tear holes through three-feet-thick of titanium ground. “Fucking nod if you hear me! Do you hear me or not stud? Do you?!” I kicked him. “DO YOU HEAR ME, YOU FUCKING WORTHLESS BITCH?!!”

Fighting against his multidimensional levels of pain, with veins growing and bloating all over his body, from his crotch up to his neck, the monster channeled the remainder of his energies into his neck muscles, and then, with his eyes completely bloodshot, literally crying and sneezing blood, he painfully moves his head up, painfully moved it down. “Yes.”

My smile was Sadism incarnate. “Good.” I looked to his prick. “Let’s see how good your word is.”

Without any further warnings, I slid the rest of my tongue out in an instant. *Sweep!* The world… oh! It appeared to have stopped as my tongue left that prick and snapped back into my mouth. The tension was unsurmountable! It was unbearable! You could even see flames leaving the prick as my tongue was rapidly withdrawn from it. Any lesser penis would have been ripped off raw and clean by that movement, and even that mighty cock suffered with my sudden, unannounced blow.

The penis shivered. Like a mighty metal rod on an earthquake, it trembled and rumbled, suddenly free from any obstacle blocking its spunk. Steam burst through the cumslit, causing immense agony to the cock’s master. My beautiful stud roared and suffered, his body frozen in orgasmic torture: “ooohh-uuur-oooaarrh!!!” His roars sounded kinda retarded. His brain was melting under all that pleasure. I puffed up my chest, my massive tits swinging heavily with milk, smirking with pride on my own control over his orgasm. The spunk threatened to flow up and explode in a planet-swiping mythic flood. I coughed suggestively and talk down to the prick: “be a good boy now. Do. Not. Cum!”

My man roared. The earth shook. The veins sprawled over his Herculean physique like he had the entire vascular system of a bull or a stallion for every limb. The muscles in his abs roared and swelled. He was a massive, unyielding beast, and I breathed hard every time I looked too long at him. His power was pussy-drenching. I was oozing nectar through my cunt all the time. The urge to finger myself violently was almost irresistible, but I managed to hold my ground, spreading my legs so as to decrease a little the pressure in my cunt lips.

The semen flowed and bloated in the middle of his prick. To be very honest, I do not know how the man was physically able to control his prick and keep his urethra sealed at that point. For any normal human male, it would be anatomically impossible: the semen trapped in the lower half of the mast made it look twice as thick than the upper half—which, by itself, was already as swollen as a fucking basketball! The pressure of that molten seed was enough to cut through miles of steel! If released on the Earth, I’m sure it would have pierced it down to its freaking core!

I gulped, realizing that I would have to take the brunt of all that sperm! «A monster who’s able to hold so much spunk at such pressure in his cock,» my fingers darted around my pussy, «is able to do anything. Anything!»

I stepped out of the bull’s balls, which were perfectly spherical and massive, each of them as big as a backpack. “Woman!!” My titan roared, steam rising from his every pore. “Please!! Release me from this ag…”

“Shoosh.” I placed my finger on my lips and shooshed him back into compliance. Oh, what an obedient bull he was, staying so quiet at my slightest command. His throat swelled and his eyes melted, the agony so intense it made it look like his massive breast was about to explode, yet still that gorgeous titan complied to my every desire. Oh, isn’t that the dream of any woman? “Big. Strong.” I placed my hands on the turgid, steel-like surface of his sixty-inch breeding pole. “Huge cock. Massive pecs. Killer abs.” I massaged it, ennobling my titan with my admiring touch. “Immense balls. So much cum.” I kneeled on his balls again. Those beasts reached up to my fucking bellybutton even when resting so low on the sunken ground! I licked my lips and laid my face on them again. My eyes doubled in size. “Fuck.” My pussy dripped audibly. “They are as hard as concrete. The semen in here…”

“Whore!!!”

“Shoosh. It’s insane!” I tapped on the balls, then gave them tiny, quick slaps, feeling my hands hit them as if I was slapping a statue. “Jesus. How much seed do you have stored in here?” I raised up my hands, and huge threads of goo connected my palms to their surface. I looked attentively at those balls, and realized they were sweating spunk. “Oh, come on, you’re too much a man!” I licked my hands. My body shivered. Squirt blasted off my cunt. “Fuck!” I stood up. “You’re perfect. You’re so perfect.” The monster dick was throbbing all the time, getting harder at every second. I stood over his monstrous thighs, placing my cunt over his balls, and leaned forward to give that god cock a gentle kiss. “Calm down, bully-bull. Your release is coming shortly.”

“Whoooore!!” His face was red and bloated. The tears flowed uninterruptedly. It was a pitiful sight, but also one which filled me with sympathy.

“I love y-…” My tongue almost spoke without my consent. I had to shake my head and laugh those thoughts off to think clearly. What the fuck did I almost say? “Nevermind.” I looked to the monstrous cock, shivering so hard it looked like there were two or three cocks sharing roughly the same space. I laid my hands around it, trying to comfort it, but my touch only made the trembling much louder and stronger. “You know, I am in no obligation to satisfy you.” I took my hands off and guided them to my cunt, which was as swollen as a grapefruit and heavy as a cannon ball. “If anything, you are the slave meant to satisfy me—the mother of your children, bearer of your offspring.” I fingered myself. Cum blasted off my cunt and into his balls, washing them from all the seed they kept sweating. The force of my squirt was such that it massaged those iron balls, adding pressure to my man, who now cried like a baby.

“Pleeeease, my queen, please!!!” His voice, though always grave, now sounded like one of a desperate teenager begging for a kind prostitute’s pussy. “That’s too much!!” Steam burst from his urethra. The semen rose, but then flowed back in his dong. “I can’t t-… I…” His tears… god! They were so many! “I’m going to rip my dick off if I can’t get any release!! I rather die than to… to feel all of this!!” His body rumbled powerfully, like every muscle in his giant frame was a living gong. “I’M GOING TO FUCKING RIP MY BALLS OFF!!!”

Pff, what a drama king!” I aimed my pussy higher, giving that cock and his body a steamy hot bath. “Fine. I will give you release.”

“Oooorh!!!” Those simple words were enough to make his semen rise up to three quarters of his dick, with steam and smoke now bursting from his urethra like a fucking volcano. I gulped, wondering what kind of mess I had got myself into. «Damn. Am I going to be cooked alive by this penis?» I looked down to my own body, trusting the superhuman properties that alien world had dotted me with. «Well, no turning back now. It is my job and my duty to satisfy my male, especially after all this torture I submitted him to.» With a mighty snap of the finger, my made my pussy shut, and the cock too obeyed the command by pushing the semen all the way down to the core of his balls again. My belly inflated slightly with all the juice that I withheld. «Oh, well,» I licked my lips, «it appears both of us are full. Well,» I stepped forward, «time to die, I guess.»

I touched the crown of the prick. It was much larger than a basketball, and every time it throbbed it became twenty, thirty percent bigger. It was red and bruised, suffering so much with the superhuman pressure it had to withstand. The dick was unyielding. I would never be able to climb it all up, let alone pull that thing down. “You gorgeous stud! How does it feel to have a thousand-pound pussy seeder in your crotch, huh?”

Though crying a lot, the monster smiled. “Bitch! My penis weights three thousand pounds!”

“I know. Oh, I know… and I can feel every goddamned pound of it.” I caressed that monster penis, knowing full well my fondling was only getting it much, much closer to exploding! “I’m gonna mount it anally. I’ll tame this three-thousand-pound beast with my stronger, muscular rear, and I will show you just how weak you truly are, my bull.” Walking past his dick, I stood on his biceps, pulling his dick up. “Now come, come, my mighty dong! I know you rest more easily on your stud’s chest.” The motion was surprisingly effortless: the dick almost barely needed a touch to bend towards the man’s torso—if anything, my man needed to concentrated to keep it still, for resting on his pecs was the cock’s natural position. “At this level of hardness, all you want is to lay on your master’s chest, isn’t it, my beautiful cock?” The monster prick followed me, sometimes poking and pushing me by my back. “Oh, calm down, calm down now. I can understand your hurry.” I kneeled on my man’s chest, with his dick now crushing me from behind. “Who wouldn’t want to lay on such a muscular, virile chest?” My hands worshiped his wide, iron breasts, his sturdy, bulging shoulders. “Mm!! So virile! So powerful! Look at your muscles, rippling with so much raw energy!”

“Slut.”

I shut that stud up with my mouth. His dick throbbed on my back, crushing me tighter against his body. God, his veins! How sweet and delicious it was to feel those swollen, finger-thick veins throbbing on my back. His cock was power! Raw, unbridled masculine power, and the hundreds of gallons of scorching blood that flowed in it just made me ooze gallons of squirt on his abs.

Our tongues fought inside our mouths, each of us trying to get to each other’s throats. We already shared a sexual connection, knowing each other’s moves and trying to beat each other in their own game. The monster grunted and breathed steam on my face, but I responded with hot breaths of steam of my own. Slowly, he wrapped his monstrous arms around my back—yet his cock, look at that, it stood in the way! «Fuck, you’re so huge everywhere!» My French kiss stopped for a little due to my amazement; the monster was now hugging my body and his own cock at the same time. I could hear the powerful grunts rumbling inside his breast. His massive pecs tickled me and coaxed milk out of my tits, for they trembled and vibrated with power all the time.

That was a game, and he was playing it masterfully! I couldn’t believe my own lack of control as a long, feminine moan escaped my mouth: “aahee, daddy!!” My cunt unloaded gallons on his cock, and I could feel my monstrous juices climbing over my own back, making it rain feminine nectar all around us.

The monster penetrated my cunt and ass with his fingers, masturbating me doubly with such expertise I never though any man could possess—males just shouldn’t be so cognizant of a woman’s body! Not even the world’s most masterful lesbian knew so many pleasure spots on my body as that beast effortlessly pressed and over-stimulated with his fingers now. I was cumming and crying on his mouth, finding it impossible to kiss him so intensely. “Fuck!!” The squirt exploded from my cunt like a machine gun. My guts were churning around, the fire burning in my loins. “Oh, fuck!!” The air escaped my body completely until I felt my lungs on fire. My face was pure terror; my eyes nearly bulging with the pressure.

“You forgot who the god is here.” With one of his hands, the monster lifted my crotch. He withdrew his fingers from my anus and held my back in place, pushing my torso against his chest while lifting my hips higher with his other hand. At least two of his fingers remained deep inside my pussy, stirring it so wildly I was squirting gallons into the air. Who saw my cunt from afar would swear I had a huge hydrant exploding from within. My gallons formed rivers (and rainbows) in the air, with arcs of female goo reaching as far as hundreds of feet away.

The monster smiled as he expertly fingered me, his one or two fingers managing to hit my clit, my labia, my walls, my cervix, and even my womb all at the same time—when your fingers are each as large as a man’s horse cock, such sexual feats are not only possible, but routine. “My god!!” I had dominated him for so long that I forgot just how intense his orgasms on me could be. “Oh, my… ooh!!”

The monster lifted my crotch until he could finger me easily with his hand resting on my belly. His measurements were so insane that his stretched-out palm covered my entire hips and belly. “Do you want me to finger you like a machine before I stretch you up like a doll?”

“Yes!!” I answered, and a second later I regretted my words.

His fingers penetrated and masturbated me like pistons of an engine. In one swell move, three of those machine-like sausages penetrated me, and at all times those fingers penetrated my womb with perfect synchrony and wild intensity. The monster wasn’t kidding when he told me he would “finger me like a machine;” it literally felt as it his fingers were connected to come giant engine of endless power, each finger hitting me like a baseball bat.

“Fuuuuu-oooh!!!” My screams were wild. My tits lactated profusely. The male opened his mouth and ate each of my tits up, gulping loudly while his fingering only intensified.

The pool of semen gave way to my oceans of girl cum: I came so intensely that my squirts no longer formed an arc, but powerful gushes straight into the horizon. The power of my squirts was such there were shockwaves forming alongside the steam and the smoke in my cunt. Sometimes, flames came through it, burning the monster’s fingers, yet only adding to his arousal. “Mmmr!! Mmmr!!” His grunts grew more savage, beastly, animalistic. His sucking of my tits became ferocious. I was feeding him with bathtubs of thick milk every second while bathing his legs with oceans of squirt. My screams grew so high-pitched they eventually disappeared, and my body was left in orgasmic paralysis just as his fingers entered the next stage of their expert fucking.

His thumb constantly rubbed my clit. Somehow that monster could move it in such a way as to both push and pull my clit at the same time! With a single thumb, he made me feel as if I was being fingered, sucked, and also lightly bitten on my clitoris. For fuck’s sake, the amount of juices I came with that thumb alone would fill up a whole Olympic swimming pool—and then so much more!! “Fuck me!!” I came in my super high-pitched, slutty voice. “Fuck me, stud, fuck me!”

“Beg for it, whore.”

My consciousness was barely in place as I realized I had become the filling for his literal sandwich of cock: his penis crushing me from behind, his body squeezing me from the front. The lower half of his cock had inflated so much that it was literally as wide as my uber-muscular body. That guy was wider than the entire length of a literal horse cock! “Jesus!! Stud!! Don’t you… aah!!” How much and how hard did I come between every word? For fuck’s sake, who could possibly count?! “Aren’t you dying with cum??! Don’t you have so much cum in your cock you were about to literally explode a minute earlier?!”

The monster spoke with his mouth firmly planted on my tits, drinking so much of my thick, hot milk that at times the liquid squirted out through his nostrils. “Whore. Did you forget that you’re fucking a god?”

Those words alone, combined with the pussy-exploding gravity of his voice, made me unload a whole other ocean of spunk. I was crying out in fear of what he could do, knowing full well that he could thrash my very soul with those expert fingers. Somehow, I actually preferred to be anally ruined instead! «His cock destroying my anus and my guts will be less intense than these orgasms he gives me with his fingers!» Lifting my back up so high that my tits uncoupled from his mouth, I screamed so hard that the few clouds remaining above us on the sky moved away: “PLEASE, STUD!!!” Then, I managed to control myself a little bit: “fuck me! Crush me!!” I looked him with such intense eyes! “Destroy me, stud, and destroy my ass!! I don’t care what it takes, but violate me with all your power!! Fill me, blast me, explode me with all your horse cum!”

“Uuurh, whore!!” The monster too lifted his head up high and roared. My god, he roared, and with that roar I was reminded of the galaxy-wide chasm that separated us both: my ears, along with my whole head, almost exploded with that intense, beastly roar, and if my scream had moved away a few clouds, his roar completely wiped out the skies on the whole planet, making even the moons above us tremble with its power.

Looking up, feeling my head dizzy and my brain somewhat melted, I saw a few comets whisking by the sky, and I knew that it was my man’s roar that managed to take those satellites from their orbits and have them fall here in this planet.

I couldn’t gaze upon those wonders for too long, however: the monster aggressively and quickly lifted me up on his body, my tits gushing gallons of milk on his cheeks, and then lined up my cunt on his prick, which expelled gushes of steam inside my me. I screamed, I came, I squirted. My jets of woman cum met his clouds of steam in the middle with an explosion, and the ground caved deeper around us, the crater growing insanely wider under all that spunk.

Everything happened all too fast, and the orgasms raking my body made it all look so much faster: it may have been barely a third of a second for the giant to lift me up and line me with his cock, and a fraction of that for him to push my body down and press my cunt with his horrendous crown. By god, I squirted! The jets of spunk from my cunt were so strong that they even pushed my body away for a while. The monster grunted and flexed, squeezing my waist with his hands like a bottle of toothpaste. I weighed over a literal ton in pure muscles, yet this made little difference for that god stud, who weighted basically the same in his biceps alone. “Oh, my god! Stud!!” I had to sing my praises to him: “you god of sex!!”

My pussy roared and gushed harder on his cock, spreading my juices everywhere as if raining over an entire, fertile field, seeding it with life.

Then, all my words disappeared. A loud, booming, echoing tearing noise was heard, and it rippled through the ocean of semen as far as many miles around me. His monstrous, oversized helmet was pressed against my anus, and then it stretched it out like I was made of rubber. Nah, scratch that: even rubber would have been ripped and torn and shredded by that gargantuan, body-breaking spear!

“Uuuurh-ooooaarh!!!” I shouted. My man roared. The earth and the skies quaked again. The monster penis reached my guts and straightened them without resistance. The swirls and curls of my intestines were undone by the turgid rigidity of that godly penis, which took just another second to poke through my stomach and make my belly bloat as if my kids were already nine-months old. Fuck that! My belly was even bigger! After all the air was pushed away from me, I looked down and saw the horrendous bulge of that monster prick reaching all the way up to my belly. My crotch had been stretched as wide as three women side-by-side, and my anus was now twitching and pulsating with over fifteen-inches of breeding rod for thickness.

“Jesus…!!!” Saliva drooled while my cunt jettisoned squirt into that prick. “Jesus…!!!” The tears soon followed, propelled outward by the insane pressure of those thirty-inches of cock inside my body.

Thirty inches. Thirty inches! No normal woman would take even the tip of the crown of that divine breeding tool in their anuses, let alone eat up a hole half of it. The thickest part of his cock, however, showed me that the monster could torture and rip me much more brutally still, if he so desired. “Stud!” I looked at him. My mouth kept repeating it like a retard: “stud! Stud! Stud!!”

I waited for it. Goddamn, it felt like an eternity! The seed was there, bloating the lower half of his majestic dong, with yet more oceans bubbling in his balls, ready to fill me a million times over, so much seed that I would be literally oozing spunk for the rest of my life!

Every inch of my body covered in spunk! The very membranes of my organs—lungs, kidneys, stomach, my heart, my fucking brain!—everything injected with semen and destroyed by the power of his violent sperm.

I wanted that, and I wanted more. “Kill me!!” I screamed. “Kill me with your spunk!!” The wait, however, was not just worse than the torture; it was the torture! “What are you waiting for, you worthless horse??!” My voice was almost muffled under the loud gushes of my cunt. “FUCK ME!! FUCK ME HOLE AND EXPLODE ME!!”

The monster smirked. “Don’t you remember your own words?” I was too mad to answer him in the moment: my cunt and tits were exploding, each with their respective oceans of sexual fluids. “I am not supposed to cum until you give me the order… my queen.” He mockingly bowed to me. “Well, my love… I await your orders.”

The following words left my throat with such aggression and violence that I literally coughed blood into the air: “CUUUUM!!!! CUM, YOU FUCKING HORSE!! CUM!! CUM!!! CUUUUUM!!!!”

I heard a snap in my ears and a roar in his cock right before the jizz flowed up.

The monster came. Everything turned white.

* Two months later *

The black box descended from the skies, its rectangular faces turning to every direction, trying to find a single point of reference.

Judging by how the thing hovered in the air, erratically and at many different speeds, it was clear the thing was lost, its behavior that betraying impatience. The box made little sound except for its whistling in the air, and whatever noise it made was muffled by the burning of the planet beneath it, all coated to the brim with white magma.

I had to raise my hand so that it finally found me. “Hey-ey!” The box turned to me. “Looking for m-?”

Shit! Waves arose on the white, dense ocean as the box made its way towards us at triple the speed of sound. Once it stopped, it did so without any deceleration, yet that sudden brake somehow didn’t produce the same shockwave of its initial burst of speed. Instead, the force of its halt was like a tender breeze on my face, making my tits even feel itchy and cool goosebumps all over. “Mm, wow. You in a hurry, me aliens?”

The box moved up and down, carefully analyzing the situation. “What…?” To my surprise, the voices inside were shocked, shocked! “What happened here??”

I ignored the question to coax a little bit more sperm out of the massive, soft dong I was holding. “Mm, just a minute, my darlings. Mm!” I licked my lips as my hands firmly squeezed the cum out of the monster dong. “I’m still a little dehydrated, you see.” I laughed. “Or maybe I’m just thirsty as fuck, who knows!” A giant blob of cum formed at the tip of the huge, but now deflated prick. “Mm! Delicious!”

I placed the soft cock in my mouth, twerking my ass on the gigantic balls while pumping that dick for more delicious sauce. The junk erupted loudly and thickly into my mouth, filling it so much and so fast that the delicious offering oozed through my lips and nostrils.

I kept drinking the semen regardless, filling my belly with gallon after gallon of cum while the monster beneath me squirmed and moaned. “Oooh… ooorh!!” Sometimes, his bursts of pleasure were strong enough to make him jump on the bed of semen we were laying at, almost succeeding in waking him up. “Love…” He blurted out mindlessly. “My love… mm… so much… uh… I don’t…” Then, he was back to snoring again: “no more cum…”

“Oh, quite the opposite!” I smiled while pumping gallon after gallon of god-thick jizz into my mouth. “You will pump in me all the cum in the world, baby.” I tapped on his balls, which rumbled with both exhaustion and contentment, adding yet more gallons of seed to the menu. “Your momma’s hungry!” Next, I fondled my huge belly lovingly. “She needs way more seed to feed the virile studs she’s gonna give birth to!”

“*Cahem!*” The voices impatiently reminded me of their presence. “What are you doing, earthling? What the hell has happened here?”

Giving it a naughty smile, I plopped that dick out of my mouth and turned it to my muscular body, bathing every muscle and every inch of my goddess skin with that thick, virile man sauce. “Oh, I guess I own you an explanation, right?” I looked around at the place, seeing its absolute, shocking ruination. “Fuck. Yeah, right… gosh, where do I begin?”

And I told those aliens everything that had transpired in the past four months.

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A fitness diva falls in love with her gigantic futa monster!

I first saw her in the gym. It was impossible not to notice her, anyway, for she was so loud and boisterous it was almost as like there was a whole wrestling team on the place.

In a way, that image wasn’t too far-fetched: despite her being a woman just like me, and very into fitness and bodybuilding, she was on such a league apart that even many strong, potent men would amount to a single leg of hers—if that much.

God knows how long I stood still, just looking at her, with my sports bag still over my shoulder, blocking the way of all the other gym members who wanted to come in. In any case, they didn’t mind me; they too were standing still, eyes glistening and jaws dropped, with their teeny-weeny dicks growing and hardening inside their pants, witnessing that which could only be described as a pure miracle of nature.

She was biologically perfect. «Biologically perfect??» I covered my mouth and pondered on what I had just thought. What did that even mean? Did it mean that the woman—that perfect being—was as big, strong, and hard as a horse? Did it mean that she could wrestle a gorilla into the ground and tear his limbs off one by one like a kid plucking the wings of a fly, both brutal and effortless? Did it mean that she was as sexually charged and potent as a breeding bull, her body radiating so much energy that her surroundings were literally melting—the floor and the walls, not to mention the equipment quite literally being distorted by her heat waves? Or that her blood was so superhumanly powerful and scorching that, if she were to have kids, her offspring would quite likely be a new species altogether—much superior and more dominant than the pitiful human species, of which I belonged?

Well, whatever it meant, that expression fit her perfectly: she was biological perfection; the absolute, unquestioned pinnacle of humanity, and her wanton display of strength in that thing only reinforced that. “H-how much is she pulling?” I stammered as time felt back to normal around me, with everyone in the gym finally (albeit slowly) moving again.

“F-five hundred pounds.” Another dude could barely reply. “That’s her warm-up. She just casually picks the barbel with the heaviest weights in the gym and, uh,” he had to clear his throat all the time, “lifts them all the time. I mean, sometimes it’s non-stop. She showed us already.” The poor man—who, on other circumstances, would be a pretty intimidating, 6ft-tall muscle beast—crossed his legs all the time while standing, massaging his throat and scratching his crotch while he contemplated that beast of a woman pull the weights without breaking a fucking sweat. “One day she just did this exercise for as long as her body could take her. We doubted she would last too long, even for her standards, but that beast showed us just how much outclassed we were.” I was shocked by hearing such a big guy (for whom my pussy would usually swell) speak at an increasingly higher pitch, moving his hips and jiggling his waist just like a woman. “She did that all day long. We took track of it. Some of us even took turns while… watching her.” His tongue was trembling at his lips. “Seeing her pull those monstrous weights up.”

I watched her again, seeing the gorgeous muscles of her back throb and ripple. “FUCK YEAH!!” She was loud. “FUCK YEAH, OH, FUCK YEAH, FUCK YEEEEAAH!!!” She literally roared in the middle of the gym, pulling the barbel to the top of her breasts, yet no one dared to interrupt her—no one would have the balls or even the will to. When she was not uttering praises to her own peak physical performance, she was just roaring and growling like a pride of lions, pumping the weights faster and harder just to see how extreme she could push that display.

Everything in her was strength. She loved showing off just how much physically, mentally, genetically superior she was to everyone else. Just when I thought my eyes were deceiving me, I shut them hard and opened them again, shaking my head in the meantime, only to see again what I though had been an illusion: her skin was producing steam! The heat waves were so extreme that the air was distorted around her frame, creating something of a force field or an aura of pure energy, not unlike those we see in an asphalt street on a very hot day.

While the big man spoke and I witnessed her, I felt my pussy swelling and its lips throbbing. I was attracted to no girl, but that right there… she wasn’t a girl. «She’s a fucking monster.»

Her shoulder rippled and throbbed just like my pussy was. Oh, who I am kidding? They were much more powerful than that: her shoulders were huge slabs of titanium muscle, bludgeoning and rippling so much they felt like train engine pulling a whole mountain along the tracks. Her back was such a stupendous wall of muscles that the ins-and-outs, the peaks and the valleys of her fibers looked like some fractal work of art in nature. Their size and symmetry were just mesmerizing, all made so much more enticing thanks to the special glisten of her bronze skin. She wasn’t sweating, yet her body seemed covered in oil.

“She pulled those weights for sixteen hours before the gym had to close. Sixteen fucking hours! No one ever thought any human being could go so far, yet she did, and we were left utterly humiliated (and broke) by the end of that session.” Judging by how hard the big guy scratched his throat, I bet he was feeling all sore and painful there. “She didn’t break sweat. Sixteen hours. Pulling double what she’s pulling now. Sixteen hours! Sometimes, pulling the weight two, almost three times a second… for sixteen fucking hours!”

Just as the guy’s legs trembled when he recounted such a feat, the muscle Amazon gave her mightiest, most powerful roar—“ROOOOOAAARRR…!!!”—and the entire fucking gym, even the nearby buildings and streets, trembled like an earthquake. That woman was so inhumanly powerful that the barbel—designed to support great amounts of weight and pressure—was being permanently bent in the middle, forming an arc of metal in her hands.

She laid the weights down and flexed her muscles. “FUCK!! I’M SO FUCKING PUMPED!!” I heard many gasps and moans over the gym, with many a man excusing themselves to the bathroom with their hands over their crotches. Even the guy by my side was shaking and moaning like a bitch in heat, his right hand trembling in his crotch, almost grabbing and pumping his generous bulge right then and there.

I mean, could I condemn them for that? No fucking way. In fact, upon seeing her flex, I understood their arousal quite perfectly, even though I’d always seen myself as a very straight, even girlish woman: she was a marvel of sex and power! When I saw her biceps, my face flustered a little. She was ungodly huge, with arms at least twice as big as my biggest boyfriend. Her biceps bloated and vibrated like a heated sphere of iron, or a large steam tank about to explode—yet that thing would never break, never yield, for it had been designed since birth to hold enough energy to power an entire metropolis… and then some!

The huge vein along the curve of her biceps throbbed like a heart. I swear my eyes doubled in size once I caught a sight of that thing. It was huge, and certainly it wasn’t along: her whole body, as far as I could see, was covered with thick, sprawling veins, enough to power a whole herd of virile bulls—yet, in her body, even that ludicrous amount of veins didn’t seem enough.

The goddess flexed again, this time letting the energy flow all over her physique: “YEEEE-AAAAAHHH!!!” Walls shook and windows creaked as her body appeared to increase in size, her massive arms throbbing and her unbelievable, horse-thick legs bulging so hard the pressure between her inner thighs would certainly be enough to burst a bowling ball into dust. The ground under her (massive) feet started to cave in, and all the floor began to cave as she distorted it just like a heavy object would a spring bed. Was she putting on weight as she flexed??

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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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A giant Brazilian is fucked with the power of a 1,000 stallions by a man ten times her size!

Jesus fuck, how powerful was that beast! The metal behind my back was somehow even harder than the titanium from before—maybe an even more concentrated form of it, I don’t know. It took a while for the metal to start bending, but when it did, it cave in quickly as the shape and silhouette of my body was craved in it.

Though I was absolutely passive under that stallion, being submitted and humiliated by his mighty dick, I could claim some humble victories as I felt scorching droplets on my body: the monster was sweating! Throughout his seven-plus hours of fucking, not once have the beast ever broken sweat. Not! Fucking! Once! Now, not only was he sweating, but he was doing through many of his pores—though most of his body, admittedly, was bursting clouds of steam instead.

He was still a tireless, relentless display of virility, but part of me couldn’t help but to wonder whether he was finally getting a little bit tired… or not.

The monster gave me his answer by upping his ante, and then my body died again. My soul fucking pounded and wrecked in the ether as he destroyed me with what I was sure were seventy percent of his power. My body quickly (and loudly) sank in the floor, piercing the reinforced titanium like butter. Within seconds, my back had broken free on the room beneath, and I felt… I fucking felt…

Jesus! Fuck!! What the fuck am I even thinking?! I didn’t feel nor think nor say not did anything anymore. I was done, I was dead, and if that monster had promised to give my cunt the power of a god, oh, he very well over-delivered on this promised! The only thing I was really sure that happened was that our bodies crashed into the new floor, which was a massive, sprawling chamber of iron meant for protection, security, or something of the like.

I knew it because of the full hardness of the place. Everything was made of titanium. As the monster thrusted in me, the entire, massive room trembled—and the building, by extension, trembled with it. The neighboring buildings were probably also starting to shake as many people woke up and car alarms started to go off throughout the city.

Bursts of steam were burning my chest and my face. I could feel a powerful leakage through my chest, and though it was hard to make sense of anything at that point, today I know that my tits were gushing gallons of milk all the time. Unlike my cunt, the excessive pressure really made them go off; they must have looked like two hydrants of cream bathing that stud’s armor of muscles. Upon contact with his skin, my already scorching milk probably evaporated, joining his steam to turn that security room into one giant sauna.

His balls…! Goddamn it, his balls!! ‘Til this day I can hear their impact, countless and countless times against the titanium floor; those two massive, gooey spheres swinging up and down, hitting the ground with such outrageous, insane force that they created a second crater inside that bigger crater on the ground. A single hit was enough to engrave the shape of both testicles on the metal; that’s how unbelievably hard and powerful they were.

Those balls were full and… getting fuller! God! I didn’t know if I could take it! I didn’t know… even after taking millions of gallons of his thick jizz on my throat, my womb, and my stomach, I didn’t know if I could take his new ejaculation, released on me at probably seventy or even eighty percent of his full force! At that moment, cumming so much that my orgasms were having multiple orgasms, my mouth made out the words: “c-c-c-cum…!!” I stammered so much that it took me maybe a full minute to plea with him: “cum weaker. I can’t take eighty percent of you!” Then, there was a laughter. A roaring, rumbling, uproarious laughter that made the room quake even harder than it was already quaking, with the monster turning his furious gaze to me while pounding me with never-ending gusto. “Eighty percent?!” His voice seemed almost childishly amazed. “Honey, I’m pounding you with fifty-one percent of my power!”

My heart sank into a void I’m not sure I ever recovered it from. My terror and panic were supreme. I couldn’t…! No! I just couldn’t believe that, as that monster pounded me with enough power to make the entire city block shake, all that time he had given me just one percent—one! Extra! Percent!—of his overall power! Jesus fucking Christ? How the fuck would that monster look like when he pounded a lady at sixty percent?! Even just fifty-five percent??

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The monster stud finally breeds his female with his FULL POWER!

As he entered me, he did so ferociously, like he had no time to lose. His muscles were throbbing loudly; his body was harder than steel and hotter than hell. I saw him lining up that monstrous cock on my cunt right before his back exhaled a massive cloud of steam. I was burned by his power, yet I felt no pain; my body was bruised and battered by his relentless brutality, yet still I only craved for more and more and more.

“Fuck me!!” I uttered, squirming in anticipation. “Breed me!!” When the monster lifted his gaze, I saw that his eyes were amber-red. Jesus, fuck! How can I describe the massive wall of muscles that his body had become at that moment? The ground was literally cracking under his knees and his hands, the tiles barely supporting his 5,000 pounds of weight! The monster laid his nose on my belly and sniffed me; I felt the steam coming out of his nostrils and burning me!

He lifted his hips very high, making his legs grow as thick and as hard as Greek columns. I was hypnotized by the outrageous number of thick veins all over his body, pumping hundreds of gallons of blood to his muscles, powering him just like he was some five or more breeding bulls. His monstrous cock throbbed harder and louder than all other limbs; it was an absurdity of a penis! The biggest, thickest, most obscene member any male of any species ever flaunted, and it still wasn’t as hard as it could have been!

The monster briefly smirked at me, like he knew that the battle was won before it even started. Lowering his hips, he sent that cock inside me. I was penetrated. Jesus! “FUCK!!” My scream was long, but high-pitched; the sharp pain that invaded me was so intense that my voice all but disappeared and my eyes bulged, with my body being stretched and deformed by that muscular anaconda.

I felt my hips torn by that cock. Its head was as large as a melon. That felt so much more intense than giving birth, for the monster penis was easily twice the width of any baby. *Crack!* My bones were literally torn to shreds. I felt like dying, but then the magic took over me. «What the fuck?!» I asked in my mind, feeling a surprising elation after the intense pain. «Oh, what the f-fuck?!» My hips had reformed themselves into the shape of the penis. I was “fixed” and ready to take all the forty-something inches of that monstrous dong.

The massive billionaire, however, was no longer willing to be gentle. His despair and lack of control almost took over his entire body, and when I least noticed, he had laid over my body, crushing me on the ground, pushing his dick as deep and as hard as he could inside me, making me see stars as the orgasms were far too many to be counted. «AAAH…!!» My mind screamed, but I was as good as dead.

At no moment since that teenage stud started fucking did I ever stopped cumming. Not for a single second! The monster was female (or gay) fantasy incarnate; the most perfect man and the utmost breeding stud in all of the planet; simply seeing him in action was enough to rake endless orgasms from any woman, and being conquered by his dick, penetrated by his manhood, oh, that was pleasure beyond any description.

He cored me in less than half a second, yet I could feel his dick entering me in ultra-slow-motion, picturing it among the stars and the lightning bolts in my mind. That monster broke through my cervix like butter, then stretched my womb to three times its volume. Then, unrelenting, it kept pushing my womb upwards, until it dislocated my guts, my stomach, my lungs, my heart, even my ribcage from place. “God!!” I felt my cunt caving into itself, with my thighs pushed inwards through my cunt as that beast drilled me. The bones of my ribcage bulged, then snapped as the dick made its way up my chest.

The pain had quickly subsided, however, as the magic took over me again…

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«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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A womanizing college senior is seduced, subdued, and STRETCHED WIDE by a giant muscular freshmen!

The cocky teenager let go of my head and walked back, completely knocked out, giving me precious seconds to fight back.

BLAAAM!! BLAAM, BLAAM, BOOOM!! With roars of fury and fists of iron, I threw countless punches against that male’s abs, dragging him back with all my might, yet feeling that I provoked on him little to no pain at all.

My fists bounced back from those muscles as soon as they hit them, as if his body was literally made of iron.

Shaking more as the time when on, I realized the guy did nothing to defend himself, smiling as he watched me fight, as if I was just an entertaining ant next to his body.

‘Harder! Is that all you can really do?’

Still drunken with anger, I sent one of my fists right between his legs, and the thud of my blow made the entire gym rumble: BROOOOM!!

The giant walked back and spit some blood. His legs bent a little, instinctively protecting the delicate area that was hurt.

I finally had managed to hurt him —and for that, I needed to throw the hardest punch of my life directly in his cock.

And what a cock!

«My god!» My eyes widened as I withdrew my hand and stepped back from that monster, fearing his counter-attack. I was aghast with the pain in my fist, as if I had broken my fingers with the blow.

For a moment, I swore I had hit an iron object between those legs!

«What is the size of this cock??» My heart raced immediately, and I licked my lips as soon as the giant retook his fighting stance, smiling snobbishly for me.

‘Quick one, aren’t you? Are you this eager to feel my cock, huh?’

Then, without any apparent strategy, the giant made the whole octagon shake by launching himself against me with all his power and speed, giving me the opportunity to hit him again in that region, now with the full force of my whole leg.

‘Aaarrh!!’ I shouted, and my leg hit the world’s hardest object right there, in that male’s waist. BLAAAM!! The guy, however, seemed to have been waiting for that blow, for he immediately grabbed me and dragged my body to one corner of the ring, were he planned to mow me down with punches.

He had used his own sack as a bait —and it worked! My leg was locked in between his thighs, with my knees pressing against his amazing balls.

Seriously, it’s as if he had another living being in his legs! It was incredibly hard and massive, making even my knee hurt after the impact!

‘Aaarhh!!’ I screamed, grabbing him by the waist and using his momentum to turn him again by my back, turning the tables once again.

I stepped hard on the floor and leaned back, throwing him with his head on the ground. BLAAAM!! After all the dust was settled, however, I heard only the world’s most intimidating silence in the gym, without even a panting gasp from the audience.

Looking around me, for I moment I thought that shock was due to my unexpected victory. Feeling myself triumphant, I turned back, wishing to celebrate my laurels over my rival, but then I realized why everyone was so silent.

The giant’s massive buttocks were exposed, with his trousers partially pulled down —and, under these buttocks, an even more intimidating object was revealed.

«By… god!!» Was the first thing though of when getting just a glimpse of that incredible member.

Indeed, only a god could possess such an obscenity between the legs!

As I was performing my move, I must have accidently grabbed his pants and pulled them down, revealing just a sample of what the guy hid beneath them.

And even this tiny sample seemed o gigantic! I could see the male’s gargantuan balls, so ungodly huge I had to blink to believe what I was seeing.

«That… that c-can’t be real!»

Rubbing my eyes, I saw the gigantic being slowly and calmly stand up and pull his shorts, covering the gigantic pole.

All the girls took deep breaths, and them exploded in a cacophony of praises before that marvel they had just witnessed:

‘Wow! Wow!’ Many muttered, with many other being even more straight:

‘Have you ever seen a cock this big?’

Even for a guy was gigantic a him, that prick was surreally huge. Just the tiny sliver that I saw was enough for me to know he was the biggest, thickest, hardest man in the whole planet. The giant’s prick wasn’t even semi-hard, yet still it was thicker than my whole forearm!

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