I smiled, flexing my chest and making the cloth stretch under the growth and swelling on my tits. “Sweetie, I’m gonna cum gallons right now!”
To her dismay, I tore my shirt up and threw it away. The thick cloth ceded like paper to my powerful muscles, and once my tits were released I could feel her cunt juices splashing on my abs; she had literally cummed just by looking at my body!
“FUCK!” A strange wave of energy ran through her body, electrifying her tits and making them squirt milk over twenty inches up in the air. “FUCK!! OH, GOD…!!” Her body experienced an electric rush of multiple orgasms as she looked to my naked, wide, muscular torso.
I flexed my chest and made my breasts stand on a high angle, my nipples literally looking up as I performed that flex with ease.
“Fucking look at that body that’s gonna breed you!” I stretched my arms and flexed my guns. Two massive mountains grew on my arms as I felt the veins rippling and throbbing all over them.
I wasn’t even half-done: “look! Look at these powerful abs, my gorgeous, luscious mare!”
She squirted another big, fat one as she looked to my hardened abs, the six-pack swelling so hard another set of two muscles appeared below them. The veins multiplied and throbbed all over my torso, with many growing at the base of my tits and making them harden like muscles.
«Fuck!!» I almost had to control my own arousal as I felt the milk heating up in my tits.
The heat was brewing to the point of making the liquid boil! Very faint, light threads of steam left my nipples, quickly dissipating in the pleasant air before my blonde could see them. If I didn’t watch out, I would be squirting milk uncontrollably, with such strength I would probably even hurt my tits.
I took a very deep breath as powerful gushes of squirt hit my abs. Looking down, I effortlessly lowered my hands to my friend’s cunt, looking royal and elegant as a queen, and finger-fucked it with my whole hand, making the poor creature put her tongue out and scream a thousand profanities to the heavens:
“SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM!! FUCK, I’M SQUIRTING SO FUCKING MUCH!! FUCK, I NEVER SQUIRTED SO MUCH WITH ANYONE, GODDAMN IT!! YOU… YOU… YOU!… YOU FUCKING HORSE!! HOLY SHIT, YOU’RE POWER FUCKING ME LIKE A STALLION! YOUR FINGERS ARE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ANY PENIS! DAMN IT, OH, YOU’RE POWERFUL!! I’M CUMMING SO MUCH AND FEELING MY TITS EXPLODE!! PLEEEASE, MY GODDESS!! MY MUSCLE SPARTAN BEAST, PLEASE!! MY BRAZILIAN BEAST, I BEG OF YOU: HARDER!! GO HARDER, HARDER, HAAARDER, PLEASE, UNTIL MY PUSSY TURNS TO JELLY!!”
Laughing at her obscene arousal, seeing and feeling her cunt hose pints of squirt and vast, dense puffs of steam on my arm, I took my hand away from her pussy and stood up, ready to put on a little show. “You want power? Alright. I’ll give you power. But first, my horny mare, see if you can really take… my real muscles!” And, turning my back to her, I started to rip and tear my clothes off… by simply flexing my hard, thick, powerful muscles.
Lumina’s body still burned when she started to open her eyes.
As powerful as the pleasure she felt was, it was no longer so excruciating that it prevented her mind and her eyes to focus on her surroundings. Little by little, as she blinked, the angel looked around and felt the light slowly peering into her sight, slowly adding more details to the environment.
Her sight started to sharpen and her orgasms became less oppressive. The angel realized she was not alone. She squinted her eyes and sharpened her gaze, seeing the tall, hard, shapely contours of the gorgeous figures surrounding her.
Demonesses. The fallen angels of Hell!
“Be gone, foul creatures!” She jumped on the bed, only to realize two demonesses were holding her still. “Argh! Let me go! Let me go, you filthy beasts, or I conjure the wrath of Heavens upon you.”
After a moment of silence, the room broke into laughter.
“Gee, you, calm down, your holiness.” A gorgeous 9-feet-tall, red-skinned goddess spread her arms open and made her breasts bounce in her tight black dress. “As if you were much better than us, oh, queen of hell!”
“Queen…?” The memories started rushing back, “…of hell??” She remembered it all: the touch, the heat, the hardness, the length, the width, and the depth of that 42-inch-long god cock… and the even more daunting master who owned it.
The demonesses screamed as the woman lifted her waist and hosed them with a shower of lubes from her cunt.
“Watch out!” They spread out their wings and flew off, laughing. “She’s cumming again!”
Massive orgasms attacked the angel for a few more minutes until she came down to reality and panted. “Where…?” Her sight became blurry. “Where am I?”
One of the demonesses bowed.
“You’re in your room, your highness. I hope you find it to your liking.”
“My… my room?”
The place shook as a massive demoness took center stage and addressed the others: “alright, you sluts, give the girl some rest. You four, let her go.”
“But she’s still…”
“I said:” she gritted her beautiful teeth, “let. Her. Go.”
“Alright, ma’am. You’re the boss.” And the four beautiful, luscious bombshells got away from the angel. The massive, muscular demoness, approaching the bed, got some of the angel’s squirts in her own thighs.
“How are you doing, my beautiful?”
Lumina panted as she looked at that woman. She was probably taller than her by a whole foot, standing at 11ft-tall. Her breasts were amazing, world-class knockers that only barely surpassed hers in size. They looked as firm as two flexed biceps, and whenever the demoness walked, she could hear the prodigious loads of milk shaking inside them.
Her abs were highlighted even under her thigh red dress, which seemed to complement the red tone of her skin perfectly. The demoness sported no less than twelve gorgeous muscles on her belly, each as big as Lumina’s biceps, and all rippling under the cloth.
She was as curvy and feminine as Lumina, but far more muscular. Her arms stretched the sleeves of her dress and her biceps bulged visibly beneath the cloth. The demoness’s legs were another wonder on their own right: two outrageously muscular and vascular monuments that would beat any professional male bodybuilder.
Right below her hips, her dress ended on a full view of her beautiful, tasty, meaty legs, which bulged and throbbed at the slightest movement of the demoness. Lumina couldn’t hold back moans as she saw the demoness’s uber-muscular ass, and her hips were so wide they gave the impression she was Hell’s (and the universe’s) most fertile female.
Not only was that Servant of Satan tall, muscular, and powerful, she was also outstandingly gorgeous; of all women there, in fact, she was the only one who could compare to Lumina.
“Hello, my queen.” She said. “I hope you’re enjoying your stay.”
“Y-you…” Lumina tried to speak, but her throat was so dry. The demoness chuckled, walking calmly around the bed.
“Just for the record, little angel, I hate you. I used to be the center of attention here until you showed up. I hate you immensely, and I would do away with you if I had the chance to. Sadly, my lord loves you, so I have no choice but to defer my authority to you and…” She bowed, “welcome you, my queen.”
Lumina saw her full, luscious breasts, and immediately moaned as she was consumed by desire.
“God!!” The word escaped her mouth as her eyes almost popped out, much to the demoness’s amusement.
“I see you’re still suffering the orgasms from my husband. That’s not a shocker. He fucked you for two months without a break, which is much more than any of us –or any being in the universe, for that matter—was ever able to take.” She bowed again. “It pains me to admit, but you are one resilient fucker.”
Lumina was panting and heating up as if the strongest of fevers consumed her. There was something else going on with her body, though at first she couldn’t tell what. The angel struggled to move her head and see her torso, and much of it was due to the extreme pain and heat all over her body.
Every single muscle ached. She felt like she’s just been stepped on by a horde of elephants –and maybe that would be an understatement. Looking to that demoness, she asked:
The demoness smiled.
“Already wanting that good dick again, huh? Well, tough luck, girl. Lucifer is too busy with other women to go back to you. Besides, you’ve got more important things to worry about in the moment.” The demoness walked laid a hand on the woman’s belly. “Can you see it? You can’t look down, can you?” She giggled. “Those giant breasts of yours wouldn’t let you see much, I suppose” Then, she squeezed the angel’s belly harder. “Can you feel it? Moving inside you? Kicking and fighting for space, huh? Can you feel the little fuckers, the proud offspring of Hell?”
Lumina felt her breath uneven, with her heart pounding as her mind sorted out so many different thoughts at once.
“What are you talking about?”
The demoness smiled. “You know very well what. Your memory might be hazy, but your body knows.” She heard the angel’s heartbeat as the floodgates of memory burst open in her brain.
“I’m… I’m…” Her chin trembled, her lips dried out. “I’m pregnant!”
The other demonesses laughed as their leader clapped and smiled, talking for all to hear:
“Yes, you’re pregnant, my dear, and what a lush harvest this is!” She hugged her belly and gave it a kiss, making Lumina’s cunt throb as she felt the demoness’s fat, luscious lips in her bellybutton. “Fifteen kids! Satan has bred you with fifteen kids, you wonderful cow!”
Lumina’s eyes almost popped out.
“What??! What the fuck?!!”
“That’s right, proud momma! It’s been a while since Hell has seen such a bountiful harvest.” She bit her lip and made a clicking noise with her teeth. “You gorgeous cunt. Even in that you beat me!” She stretched her palms to Lumina, then just four fingers of her right hand. “Fourteen! I was the previous record owner, with fourteen kids in one go!”
Lumina was gulping loudly. She wasn’t exactly skeptical, but rather resistant to the truth.
“What the… fuck…?!”
Again, the demoness clapped her hands and a rush of power was felt throughout the room, making the angel moan as her tits hardened and her nipples threatened to pierce her thin pink dress.
With a furious contraction of her cunt, she expelled fat loads of nectar straight on the demoness’s bellybutton, prompting her to look up with a wry smile.
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