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[NSFW/+18!] The Billionaire Breeder (Part 1)

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!] The Gym Futa

Part 1 – Enslaved by the futa

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??

“GOD!!!” Her smile was like a sun. Her teeth, no less than perfect. “OH, MY FUCKING… GOD!!!” She proceeded to flex like a beast while her abs grew and hardened under her shirt. She was wearing very big, unisex shirt and shorts that day, probably the biggest the store could sell, yet her body was swelling so hard that soon the little looseness that clothing had was replaced by a spandex-like tightness on her body, emphasizing every bulging muscle, every throbbing vein, every gorgeous curve of her warrior-like physique—which, despite being a paramount of muscles, was still, thanks to her hourglass profile, just as feminine-looking as mine. «How is that even possible?!» I wondered while feeling my legs weaker and meeker.

The answer laid in her height. As to be expected from that freak of nature, that power mountain of muscles was just as tall as she was hard! And steamy! God, I felt my neck would break if I had to look any further up to see her head. Being a girl who’s particularly attracted to taller dudes, seeing such tremendous height on a girl made me… weird. Fuzzy. So cozy down my cooch. “H-how… *cough!* How tall is she again?”

The man by my side couldn’t answer. He was cumming.  I could see quite clearly, in his exasperated face, that she was shooting fat loads right in his underwear. I could almost hear it squishing, along with the penises of all the other men on the gym—and the cunts of the women for good measure.

How can I pretend it would be any different? My own pussy was drooling like a waterfall. Okay, maybe not so much, but the truth is that my panties were drenched! Fucking wet and bloated, with my labia so swollen they were almost swallowing the cloth of my garment. I was really this fucking aroused, and that muscle beauty knew very well the power she had on all of us: “MY FUCKING MUSCLES ARE BURNING, GOD!!” She couldn’t communicate in a normal voice, apparently; all she could do was… shout! Grunt! ROAR! She was a beast in a woman’s body, and she was proud of it! Her muscles rippled and multiplied as… something weird… seemed to go on between her legs.

I heard squishing noises beside me. When I looked to see what it was, I found out that someone had literally cum in the middle of the gym! Not only that, but everyone—and I mean everyone!—had dark spots in their shorts. That woman was literally making a whole fucking gym orgasm just with the power of her muscles, of her… «virility!» I licked my lips, walking closer to her with my wobbly legs.

“S-seven feet!”

I turned around. “What?”

The poor muscle man I’d been talking too was panting while looking at the ceiling, his eyes bulging out of his sockets and a huge dark spot growing in his shorts—I gotta give him that: he came like a fountain. “She’s seven feet tall. We measured it! That woman freak is just too much…”

I left him talking and cumming on his own. It didn’t attract me to see such a big guy—easily well over six feet—babbling and moaning like a girl. Biting my lower lip, what I wanted was to get a taste of that horse of a lady flaunting her physique in the middle of the gym. As I got to ten feet away from her, however, I felt something hot in my whole body. “Ouch!”

The titan woman chuckled. Her flexing show had stopped, and her eyes were now turned… to me! “Careful now, newbie!” She winked. “I don’t want you burning yourself with my power.” Then, before I had the chance to say anything, even to reflect on how cocky and arrogant her words were… the whole world rumbled around me! *Booom!* It was even like a bomb had exploded in a far, distant place, yet the earthquake had struck the building down to its core. My legs, which were already wobbly, almost failed me completely as I was forced to hold on to a nearby bench press machine to not fall.  The muscle giant had just flexed her left arm, and the force from it… Jesus fucking Christ! How the fuck am I supposed to describe it?!

“Big!” Like a fool, I muttered while looking at her… humongous!… fucking!… biceps! “So big!!”

Her incredible shoulder grew wider and wider. Her muscles were multiplying! That goddamned freak was growing before my very eyes, and if that had been all her show, it would already had been the most spectacular display of power any human had ever witnessed—yet it wasn’t half of it. “Ready to see something amazing, honey?” She looked at me, her goddess face almost burning my eyes with her radiant beauty.

“Fuck! You’re gorgeous!” Unbeknownst to me, my legs had been spread out as my lips confessed that which was obvious for anyone with eyes: that Amazon with a body of an Alpha bull also had the face of Aphrodite—if Aphrodite could crush a hundred man with a single hand. She was not just “gorgeous;” she was astoundingly beautiful! If all the Miss Universes in the world had been rolled out into a single face, this face wouldn’t amount to a tenth of her… striking!… irresistible… cunt-swelling beauty! “By god… ohh!!” What was happening…?! “What is happening to me?!”

With the cocky smile of a conquering stud, that muscle goddess locked her pitch-black eyes on mine: “you’re cumming. Come.” She flexed her muscles some more. “I want three orgasms out of you… right… now!” Then, with a powerful flex…

“Aaahh!” I could barely register what had just happened: I was on my knees, on the ground, squirting so hard that a literal puddle was forming between my legs. That woman hadn’t just achieved something no guy ever did, something I myself thought was impossible for me—to squirt!—, but she had also turned my cunt into a hose, squirting jets so hard I felt my muscular inner thighs burning with so much sauce. “Fuck, god!!”

My eyes went all the way deep into to my skull. I couldn’t resist it! Just as the first orgasm started to subside, my nipples hardened, my huge breasts bounced and stiffened, then my whole body was seized by yet another unbelievable orgasm, this time much stronger and much more embarrassing than the previous one.

I hadn’t (yet) forgotten I was in the gym. I just didn’t care anymore: that orgasm was so deep and mind-blowing I felt the cocks of a hundred studs taking turn on my cunt, which was now spewing juices so hard a bit of steam came with them! “GOD!!” I banged my head against the ground and crammed my fingers in my cunt, ripping the fabric of my shorts apart and seizing my throbbing, raging clit with my ravenous fingers. The squirts that came out of me were so hard they sprinkled through all the way to the wall, and there they splashed like several hoses watering a soccer field.

My third orgasm was triggered along with them—an orgasm so strong, so indescribably powerful that it tore the soul out of my body. “AAAAHHH…!!!” *Boom!* Just like this, with a high-pitched scream, my whole body fell on the ground, and I woke up only many hours later, seeing the powerful demon woman bench-pressing well over a ton in weights with her powerful, godly legs.

“Evening, my love. Ready to fuck?”

My head was all over the place as I heard her powerful, confident words spoken in such a resounding and self-assured tone!—and looked around at the gym, seeing it all dark and empty. “D-d-did I…??” It took me a few minutes to recompose myself and reorganize my thoughts. “Did I pass out?”

Without pausing her exercise nor breaking a drop of sweat, the inhuman woman simply replied: “yep.” For her, it seemed no more explanation was required. It did for me.

“Well… h-how… why? How did I…?”

I heard her chuckles as her legs rumbled, her muscles bloated, and she started pushing those weights twice as fast—the machine was completely full, the gigantic weights almost falling off, and the entire gym shook as she bench-pressed them so effortlessly. “My love, you slept for about nine hours. I evacuated the gym so we could have some privacy.” Then she just continued to press, harder and faster, expelling steam through her nostrils while licking her fat, luscious lips. “I’m going to nail you.” Her legs picked up yet more steam! “I’m gonna bang you like an army of dudes can’t. You’re gonna love it, beautiful!” She started grunting in between words, as if her body had finally started to notice anything about that strenuous exercise. “You gonna love it so fucking much ain’t no other dick that’s ever satisfying you!” An earthquake had basically started all over again. “Let me just finish my warm-up, love! Let me finish my warm-up so… *grrr!*… I can properly bang the soul out of your cunt!”

Did she say “dick?” What the fuck did she mean by that? «Wait!» I shook my head. «Wait a moment!» I looked down to my legs and realized they were still numb, almost fully paralyzed. What the fuck was happening to me? «Am I…?» The heat in my pussy was almost overwhelming. «Am I pissing myself?»

Nah. I was cumming. To be precise, I was squirting: beautiful, steamy lines of female orgasm glistened by the moonlight as they were ejected at moderate pressure from my cunt. Despite having spent hours asleep, my cunt was still engorged. Though women never show such visible sights of arousal, my cunt was reacting more like the butt of a female baboon or some comparable animal: its labia were bustling and chiming, faint steam coming out of my aroused, hyper-sensitive skin, and the juices were being squirted in gradually greater volumes as I felt the heat overtake my heart and make it race against my breasts.

With a thunderous metal clank of the machine, the muscle monster stood up. “God!!” Unable to retake control of my own body, I squirted my soul out all over again: the juices splashed against the ground like a high-pressure hose. I came. “Aaaahh!!” I came. “Aaaah!!!” I came and I came and I came again, looking up with tears in my bulging eyes, feeling my heart rising up my throat and all my insides quivering and twitching under the immense arousal that overtook and tamed every fucking nerve in my organism. I was cumming on a downright molecular level. “FUCK!!” Massive jets of pussy juice erupted from between my legs, forming puddles and little lakes on the ground, staining everything on their path and finally sprinkling on the goddess’s voluminous muscles.

“Delicious!” She smacked her lips and walked towards me. “Absolutely delicious.”

The ground shook at her every step. The orgasms just kept piling up, sucking the air out of my lungs. “Please!!” I could feel the tears down on my cheeks, dripping in my mouth. I was crying so hard with pleasure I was almost drinking my own tears. “Make it… AAAH!!!” Another massive, ungodly orgasm took me out for a second or two. I’m not joking: I blanked out and woke up in an instant, just as my head hit the ground. Once I opened my eyes and saw the muscles of that goddess even nearer—you guessed it—I came again. And again. And again. “AAAHH!!!”

*Craaash!* One window was shattered by my piercing scream. Jets emerged from my pussy so bulky and hot I felt dizzy. I was cumming so much and so brutally my body was getting dehydrated. As I laid on my back and rested my hands on the ground, I felt it all wet. «No!!» Even my mind was struggling to think. «D-don’t you t-tell me…!» Concomitantly, my tongue swerved all over my lips, brimming with desire. «Don’t you tell me all that…!»

Yep. It was cum. Woman cum. Ounces and ounces of it. I think a whole gallon. It should be impossible for a woman—any female of any species, for that matter!—to cum so much and so hard, let alone on such a short frame of time. “What the fuck are you!”

The muscled giantess cracked her knuckles, looking at me with pure, infernal thirst. “I am the woman who’s gonna extract a million orgasms out of your body.” Just to prove how serious she was, she performed a massive flex of every freaking muscle of her towering being, pushing the puddles of cum along with my body a few inches away on the ground.

“Fuck!!” I felt my skin burn again. It was the same feeling as when she first flexed a single arm near me that evening.

The goddess wasn’t yet done: casting aside her bracelets and her earrings, as well as any other minor piece of jewelry she had in her body, she demoness took on a proud, warrior stance, with only the clothes remaining in her body, stretched by her overwhelming muscles.

“Look at me, little woman.” She smirked, and her body seemed to swell a little. “Look at this goddess as she rips her clothes out of her body just by flexing her awesome…” She flexed her arms. Her biceps swelled to the same girth as my waist. “Hard…!” She flexed her legs. The ground seemed to bend beneath her feet. “Fucking hot…!!” She raised her arms and performed a double flex. Her over-stretched clothes finally began to tear. “MUSCLES!!”

With another massive, overblow super flex, the clothes exploded out of her body. Literally! I’m not kidding: like a thousand elastic strands stretched beyond their limits, her clothes burst from her body and hit everything around her at incredibly high speeds and intense, almost rock-shattering force. *Boom-boom-bang!!* I saw barbels and weights being pushed out of their stands, with the ground being whipped and teared by the strands of her shorts, and finally there was me, a mere little woman next to that mare-goddess, receiving one of those bullet-speed pieces of cloth right in my fucking face.

“Oow!” I didn’t even have time to scream: *bang!* When the piece of cloth hit me, blood came pouring out of my nose and mouth. I was thrown back on the ground, my head hitting the floor hard, my skull almost splitting. “Aaah!!” I screamed, raising my hands to my head as if trying to keep it together. “Fuck!!”

For the first time since I’d seen her, the giantess showed something other than cockiness and arrogance in her voice; she showed concern. “Are you alright, my love?” Next thing I felt, my head was cocooned in her powerful arms. “Please, love, speak to me.” Her voice was sweet and docile like a child’s. “Oh, my god, I’m so sorry to have hurt you!”

The blood, the headache, the pain… none of that mattered when I was embroiled in such mighty, superhuman muscles. “You… so fucking… strong!” The last word left my lips like a gasp, and the powerful woman reverted back to her usual, cocky self.

“Let me give you a good kiss, my adored, so that your head will heal by mine…” She shuttered before she said: “superhuman power.”

I giggled. I thought that’d been just a joke. «It only can be, right?» Then, her gorgeous, fat lips drew nearer to my forehead. «Right?» The only thing I felt next was an overwhelming, sprawling coolness of over my body, emanating from the wound in my forehead where she planted her long kiss. The hotness of my orgasms suddenly subsided, replaced instead by an incomparable freshness, as if I was standing in the edge of an Icelandic fjord.

“God!” The air left my lungs, my whole body in one long, adoring exclamation. Though I’d never been much of a believer, I had tasted a piece of heaven right at that moment, just as the exulting sensation was leaving my body. “God!!” Once the coolness went away, the orgasms returned: “no!!” My body was overtaken by another myriad of squirting orgasms, each so powerful I could fell the torrents burning between my legs, the waves of countless ounces of female juices crashing and splashing on the ground, endlessly, mercilessly. “NO!!”

My headache was gone, but it appeared that so would all my bodily fluids. “You can stop cumming now.” The goddess spoke, and then, just like that… *vush!* My labia bloated and hardened, and my cunt shut itself off like a chastity belt. “Oh, god!!” The orgasms still didn’t subside, though—they could only stop so fast, after all, after shaking me with a near heart-shattering intensity. “Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!!”

Within half a minute, though, I was panting, sweating, almost hyperventilating, but no longer orgasming. My mind took a little longer to return completely to normal, but once all its pieces had settled into place, I finally took my chance to give a closer look on that goddess’s massive body and… all the destruction she had wrecked in that place.

“My god!!” I covered my mouth once I saw her face so close to mine, with her tremendous breasts dwarfing even my own. I was a double-D cup, but that monster was easily beyond an G—if such class of breasts even existed. They weren’t monstrous when taking her size into account (in fact, they looked large, but also quite adequate and proportional), but next to me a single of them easily outclassed my whole fucking torso. “Fucking hell!!” There was no cock in the world large enough to penetrate those massive boobs—though a few seconds later I would learn how wrong this assessment was.

“Enjoying what you see?”

Not only was I enjoying it, but my body was constantly on the verge of another blistering, titanic orgasm. “You’re so…” The words could barely leave my throat. My hand went to the goddess’s face, feeling her heat and power with a simple caress of her flawless skin. “My god! You’re so…”

“Perfect.” She completed, squeezing my body just a little, her fingers feeling like baseball bats on my back. “I know it. I know it all, ‘cause I heard it all.” Her tongue did a sensuous dance over her gorgeous, blood-scarlet lips. God! My brain was working overtime so that every nerve of my body wasn’t seized by a chemical and sensorial overdose! “A goddess!” Those gorgeous lips drew themselves into a climax-inducing orgasm, and then her words just kept pouring, graver and sexier as she listed all the compliments she received on a daily basis: “Flawless. Powerful. Superior. Divine. Muscular. Built. A horse! A mare! A woman as big as a bull… and a thousand times as virile!” She winked. “I’m also endowed like a bull, my love.” She moved her waist. “You can’t even begin to understand how perfect a sex machine I am.” She moved just a little further up. It dawned on me that, after that hit, I hadn’t taken a chance to admire her perfect body. “I am primed for breeding… and I am going to breed you, my dear.” She caressed my belly, making my eggs and my womb burn. “I am going to pump you with gallons of m superior seed and have you giving birth to dozens of my powerful offspring until your eggs are rotten and your womb falls off.” She squeezed my (huge) buttocks like they were mere grapes in her fingers. Ouch! “Not that they will fall off so soon. You’re ripe.” Her smile gained a devilish, outright demonic contour! “You’re fresh and you’re lush and you’ll last long with my dick—despite me having no intention to take mercy on your sweet, tight pussy.”

My head was swirling. What was she…? “I don’t get it.” I told her straight. “You’re a woman, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then how come…?”

She answered me not with words, but with attitude: she laid me on the ground and stood up. The moonlight vanished by the shadow that covered my entire body. «Oh, my god.» My mind short-circuited. My tongue was next: “oh, my god!”

Before me was… no. No, no, no, that couldn’t be a… That just couldn’t, it wasn’t fucking possible! Women weren’t supposed to have a… beast!… like that!

“Oh, my god!” Despite the power of her magic, my pussy exploded again: the juices were sprayed several feet in front of me, and the burning that ravished my body was only (slightly) weaker than the admiration that locked my eyes on that… inhuman… beastly… godlike member!

“Oh… my… god!!” I started panting and hyperventilating, and my heart went all the way up my throat again, threatening to suffocate me oh my own arousal. “That’s not… that cannot be!!”

But it was: that was a penis. A huge one. Not just a huge penis, but an inhumanly big one. Scratch that: at first glance, even the unmistakable shape of that breeding rod couldn’t be accepted as that of a cock. No cock on Earth was that monstrously huge, let alone so thick.

My pussy was unloading gallons. My body, though, was frozen and sweating cold. Suddenly, all time seemed to stop, and all I could see, all I could think about was that image which would be forever embed in my mind (and soon, in my cunt): the world’s biggest, fattest, hardest, strongest cock, paired by a set of the two mightiest, heaviest, hottest bison balls I had ever seen.

She wasn’t a horse—horses had micro-penises compared to that. She was, quite simply, on a class of her own. «A goddess!!» My mind burned, and soon my whole body tensed up as the giantess moved closer to me.

“Let’s see: how am I going to fuck you first?”

And just like that, with a scream straight from my heart, my pussy unloaded another cup of creamy squirt—the first of the many gallons she would effortlessly extract from me that night, that weekend, that whole fucking month.

I was her slave—yet my enslavement was just about to begin!

Part 2 – A thousand orgasms per second

My screams echoed in the empty gym as the giantess had her way with me. There were dozens, nay, hundreds of bodies laying around us, but I paid them no heed. The pleasure from her fingers up my cunt was just too overwhelming, too demonic and extreme for me to even have consciousness of my surroundings. “Aaah!! Aaah!! AAAH!!” As my orgasms piled up, so did my pain: there was such a thing as cumming so much and so hard that your life is at stake. Of course, I never thought such a thing would be possible, not even in my wildest fantasies, but that giantess, that day, right there in the floor of the gym, was opening up these new frontiers of bestial pleasure to me—and I couldn’t be more grateful, nor more hateful for that!

“Let’s see: how do I start fucking you?” Her words still lingered in my mind as she approached me with her massive body. Her posture displayed absolute confidence, a kind of cocky bravado I hadn’t seen even in the biggest, strongest of men in my life. I was sure that no other creature on Earth, human or not, was even half as self-assured as that giantess of love and power—and her beyond-masterful touch on my body for the next thirty minutes would prove the reason for all this confidence.

I was cumming my brains out. The monster woman had laid by my side and scooped me like a little baby. I opened up to her like a flower on spring, even though every nerve on my body told me that was a terrible, terrible idea. «If you surrender to her here, now,» screamed the voices inside of me, «she’ll make you her personal slave forever.» I knew it beforehand, yet I couldn’t resist it: with a snap of her fingers, my legs spread open. Her lips made mine in a hellish embrace, and I started orgasming right there, with her incredible kiss, feeling inch and inch of her endless tongue splurge on my insides, make thing with my throat no dick has ever managed to achieve on my pussy.

Before I knew it, she was fondling my inner thighs. The feeling of insignificance next to her was heart-stopping, pussy-melting. She was so big! So… inhuman! Her muscles made rumbling noises with the slightest of movements. I’d always thought of myself one of the strongest, most ripped women any guy has ever met, though in every category imaginable that giantess blew me out of the water: she stood at over seven feet and six inches, dwarfing my own six feet of height. In terms of muscle, fuck me, she was a bull-turned-woman: muscles atop of muscles, all glistening and rippling in a noisy sexual mess, creating a hypnotic dance on her light-brown skin and allowing for extreme features that, in any other woman, would look crude and an unappealing.

“PLEASE!!” I screamed. “STOP!!” My pussy was burning! Fire! There was literally fire bursting from it—or so I imagined. “YOU’RE GONNA… AAAHH!!!” Hundreds of screams blocked my throat. “YOU’RE GONNA KILL ME-AAAAH!!!”

The monster didn’t relent; she attacked! Her fingers on my twat and her tongue all over my body was a sensorial overload too powerful for me to withstand. I came in wearing a very tight set of clothes, yet under her touch every piece of cloth came out in an effortless stripping. Her power was so ludicrous that, with gestures so subtle not even an eagle eye could notice, she literally ripped my tight lycra shirt out of my bust, searing it with her finger like a laser bean.

While I screamed, the monster said nothing. Her focus on my orgasmic undoing was so extreme this alone added another layer of nerve-twisting climaxes to my cunt. “FU-UU-UCK!!” I started coughing in between orgasms. My throat was utterly, absolutely ruined after so much screaming—yet there was so much more to come. “FUCK!!” The juices were pouring out of my cunt like the Niagara. They. Just. Didn’t. Stop. Coming! “AAAAHH!!!”

I didn’t stop cumming, and it was just like that monster wanted: a handful of infinite orgasms out of my body, sealing my soul to hers for all eternity.

Then, to my utter shock and surprise, I heard her voice; her grave and rumbling timbre extracted a few more ounces of cream from my cunt again: “a thousand, three hundred and thirty-one.” She smiled. “Over thirteen hundred orgasms out of you, my baby, and my fingers are barely feeling the heat of your cunt.” With her powerful mouth, she sucked and licked my neck like she was going to eat my head whole. The splashing sounds of my squirting orgasm reflected the absolutely sorry state of the gym: every piece of equipment or square inch of the ground was roasted by my creamy, steamy spunk. As my mind recovered just a little and I could finally take a peek at my surroundings, I discovered that we were laying on a massive lake of probably over twenty gallons of steamy juice.

Twenty gallons of cum she had drilled out of my cunt—or, as she herself put it: “an entrée.” Her smiled beamed with the fires of hell. “You’re easily the strongest warm-up I ever had—though you should better beware of getting too cocky, love…”

“Please!!”

Her fingers laid still inside my cunt. She took them out. With the smile of Satan himself, the monster goddess cracked her knuckles and flexed her muscles.

I came. God, I came again upon seeing that biological perfection flaunting her muscular power all over me. My body felt crushed on her otherwise caring embrace. She didn’t want to hurt me, sure, but a woman as massive and powerful as her sometimes had no option: like an elephant playing with an ant, every slightest movement of her threatened to shatter every bone in my body into a thousand little pieces.

She was a killing machine dedicated solely to my pleasure—and I didn’t know if that was more scary than arousing or vice-versa.

Scary. As her fingers soon proved to me, she was definitely way more scary. “Time to cum, my baby.” Her fingers played with the puddle of cum before reentering my sore, steamy pussy. I heard the splashes and felt the drops of water on my skin. My body was really hyperventilating. Faint steam came out of my pussy, showing how the extreme images that laid in my memory were not just a fruit of my imagination. “I mean: time to reeeally cum.” She said, I before I knew it…”

“No! Stop!” My body almost…! “AAAAH!!!” …exploded!!

My pussy certainly did: the sound of the water fountain bursting from my cunt at one point resembled that of a fighter jet taking off. My legs were washed away by the extreme loads that kept rushing out of my organism, enough juice to fill a bathtub, and then some! How was I still alive, fuck, that was a question for future scientists to answer. All that I knew in the moment is that, next to that inhuman beast… “AAAH!! AAAH!!! AAA-AAAH!!!” I myself became a little inhuman.

The torture session went on for ten more minutes—ten minutes, however, which were at least twice as painful and extreme as the first thirty. My body had sunk into a dark place were every inch of myself was attacked by succubi demons; something like a thousand lightning bolts filling every nerve of my body with orgasms, or something even more extreme than that.

Hell if I knew. I was just cumming! Cumming and cumming and cumming, until I stopped feeling the skin around my pussy, then all over my crotch, and just took in those orgasms in their purest form.

That monster was once again making me cum in a downright molecular level, and I couldn’t get enough of it. “MORE!!” I blurted out, finally getting from her a surprised reaction.

“More?” Her fingers vibrated, throbbed, and pumped my cunt like a thousand horses. “More?” What was already intensely ecstatic became downright savage: all of her fingers treated every fucking inch of my cunt (and surrounding pelvis) like I had fifty Adonises eating me out! Sex with Apollo himself wouldn’t be that good. In fact, should that woman ever meet a Greek god, she would lay waste to his whole being in record time—then she would go on to the rest of the Olympian Pantheon and lay utter sexual destruction to all the gods and goddesses, and their mythological beasts as well.

“Come for me, baby, come!” She demanded, and every fucking pore in my body opened up to let out a big gush of steam. I screamed! My breasts, already so big and heavy before I met her, were swelling to a point I really thought they would explode.

And they did, in fact, though it was a very different kind of explosion: with my beautiful double-D cups becoming as hard as titanium, its nipples twitched and stretched out to allow for an explosion of milk: *squiiiiiish…!!* Fat lines of milk burst all the way up to the metal ceiling, hitting it with a loud, metallic splash that reverberated across the gym, then finally raining back into my body, where it sizzled upon contact with my volcanic scalding skin. “AAAHEEE…!!!”

Around us, I could hear some walls creaking, some glasses creaking, and some weights falling from their places, so extreme were my screams, so tremendous were the vibrations of my body on the floor. My breasts kept creaming milk in biblical quantities, showering as both as the undaunted demoness muttered her approval of me: “good, good.” She licked her lips, her pitch-black eyes gleaming with sadistic satisfaction. “Cream yourself good for you goddess; for the goddess of your pussy!” She then twisted her fingers in an indescribable, irresistible way inside my cunt, turning me into a leaving, breathing machine gun of female orgasms.

“OHMYFUCKINGGAAAAWD…!!!” My scream was shut just as it began: the goddess seized my mouth into a passionate kiss, ramming her unbelievable tongue inside my throat, making its way all the way to my stomach while making every fucking inch of my insides cum, cum, cum!

My pussy was bursting with cream and steam while my massive tits expelled milk at regular intervals. My whole body was shivering with visible waves on my skin, the pleasure making itself visible thanks to the rhythmic contractions of all my muscle fibers. Seen from above, one could see a fractal pattern on the waves that formed upon my muscles, like a kaleidoscopic dance made of flesh and cum. «J-JESUS!!»

My head was fire. Seriously: I could see nothing but a glaring light. Everything beneath my bellybutton was now gone; I couldn’t feel a single nerve of my body except for the pleasure. I had literally been turned paraplegic by that goddess’s touch, and all I could ever hope for, in the faintest slices of thought that still remained in my mind, was that this wasn’t a permanent thing—and, in that midst of all that orgasmic madness, I really couldn’t be sure of that. «FUCKFUCKFUCK…!!»

The goddess withdrew her tongue from me, making me gaggle, cough, then spit and sneeze saliva. The droplets of mine and her saliva flew in an arch in the air, glimmering with the moonlight, as she “whipped” her tongue up upon leaving my throat. “A thousand, seven hundred and eighty-four, orgasms.” Her fingers picked up pace on my pussy, and I could swear that they were a mere blur inside it. “I’m gunning for two thousand baby.” My pussy secreted loud bursts of squirt, splashing violently on the ground, creating decent waves all over the floor. The bodies that were laid all around me started being washed by the growing waves. That monster of a lady was drilling a whole ocean of cum out of me—and all of that, per her very own words, was nothing but “a nice warm-up, girl. Once we hit your two-thousandth orgasm, let’s aim at three thousand.” Her face once again became demonic. “And we ain’t stopping until I took every single orgasm I intended out of you. So, if ya wanna pass out,” her fingers became just so very brutal, “you pass out now. My mare.” I could swear she was making a shake out of my pussy, but… fuck! It was so outstandingly good! “There’s no shame in tapping out after you’ve achieved way more than almost all my past lovers.”

Almost all, she said?? «Who the fuck…?!» My mind tried to ponder, but every nerve in me was just pure, distilled orgasm, a state of perpetual, almost heavenly cumming. Who the fuck could have possibly resisted more orgasms than I was? That was the question my mind wanted to have made, and still to this day, when I’m still cumming… right now!… oooh!!… upon remembering… fuck!… upon remembering the things those fingers did… aaahh!… to me… oh, fuck!…

Fuck. Even to this day I have no idea how anyone could be stronger than I was. But, anyway, I never thought a woman like her could be possible, so maybe superhumans are indeed much more common than science would let us think. All that mattered in that moment, of course, was meeting her orgasmic expectations—and then going to infinity and beyond.

My two thousandth orgasm was achieved within three minutes of that goddess speaking, and we both celebrated it in our own peculiar ways: I, for once, creamed a truly epic amount of milk though my harder-than-steel tits, and she, very much in character, finally blessed my aroused aureola with her thick, gorgeous lips, sucking a single tit of mine like she was going to rip my soul along with the milk. “FUUUCK!!!” A brief, yet booming scream erupted from my throat as the goddess ate a good third of my massive tit, proceeding then to suck it with such inhuman strength that an entire bucket of milk erupted through my battered nipple, filling up her mouth immediately and making her cheeks bloat.

Needless to say, that bestial degree of suction, with superior force to maybe a whole rhino’s lungs, ripped a hundred simultaneous, world-shattering orgasms out of my cunt, and my shower of spunk easily reached across halfway the gym, with sprinkles going as high as the ceiling, joining the milk that was splattered from my other tit.

Completely losing control of myself, my powerful legs, with their thick, mare-like thighs started kicking madly on the ground, lifting my crotch up and hosing every single fucking inch of that place with my hoses of cum. Those kicks had enough force to flip me around, if the giantess wasn’t holding me still, and just as my movements became aggressive, so did her grip on me, its strength rising naturally, almost instinctively to meet mine, her managing to always keep a foot ahead of me.

Her voracious gulping added another fifty orgasms to my cunt, amounting to over a hundred and fifty in just under a second! Her sounds were utterly manly: she drank from my left tit like a lion possessing his mate or stallion breeding his harem of mares, and her throat (already so thick) doubled in girth to allow for the gallons of milk she so effortlessly drank out of my body.

It was at that point that I noticed that my tits had actually enlarged thanks to the milk: a natural double-D, I was now firmly into E-cup territory, and quickly making my way up to double-E, then triple-E, threatening to even at one point surpass the much superior G-cup goddess. «GOD!!» The tits didn’t even need to throb so that the milk was squirted out at insane speeds; the mere pressure inside of them already did the trick. The milk was bursting at an intense, yet steady pace, the hose from my right tits splashing on the ceiling in one unbroken torrent. «I’M GOING TO DIE!! I’M GOING TO DIE!! I’M GOING TO…»

Cum! “OOOAAAHHH…!!!” Rivers of female cum exploded out of my cunt with a force great enough to make it splash even back at my own face. My body was being showered now under my own milk and nectar. *pop!* Adding some thirty orgasms to my mix, the goddess took her mouth out of my tits. “Three thousand orgasms.” Even she seemed amazed at the amount of cum my body was able to withstand, as well as to produce. “My beautiful mare.” She licked her lips, threads of milk dripping from all her mouth. One line of milk in particular came out of her left nostril, meaning that my torrents were strong even for her standards! Upon realizing that, fuck, my nipples “came” even harder, splashing milk on the goddess’s face, only for her to laugh and condemn me: “fine. You proved me you can come over a thousand times in less than ten seconds. Well,” her fingers stopped, then adopted an “attack stance” I’d never before felt inside of me. “Let’s go for ten thousand.”

She. Couldn’t. “AAAHH!! AAAHH!! AAAHH!!” Be. Serious. “FUCK!! FUCK!! FUCK!! FUUUU…!!!”

Splashes. Splashes and hoses and explosions of cum nectar from my pussy. Time had disappeared from my mind, and probably from real life altogether. My body was a wind whirl of orgasms and relentless cumming. I was dead, I was alive, I was both and the same time, and then some: a third state of life. A parallel reality. “AAAAHHH…!!!” My screams echoed around me, taking human shape, bodies of their own, and then sticking their tongue out and licking all of my being while penetrating me in every orifice with their fingers, their cocks, their pussies, and making me cum, cum, cum!

«Wait, wait!» Suddenly… «where am I??»

It was like reality had changed around me, yet it was all the same: the iron bars, the walls, the gym… everything the same. «Fuck!» The only thing different was, I guess, the size of the pool of cum around me, which reached from wall to wall in the place. «Jesus!» The sensation inside was so weird: it was like an undying vacuum on my lungs. The air fought to fill them back up, but the emptiness just persisted, so my breast felt slightly lighter at one moment, then heavier again at another. «What the fuck…?!»

No time to think: as I laid there, my back on the ground, the sounds of iron being pumped caught my attention. «Did I just travel in time?» No. Night was still high. If anything, I had “traveled” into the future; the moon didn’t shine through the windows anymore. It was midnight, probably early in the morning, and the neighborhood was as dead and silent as a neighborhood could be—safe from her sounds, of course. «Her!» I tried to look at the source of the sound, but realized «fuck!» My body twitched helplessly on the ground. «I can’t…!» A slight panic took over me. «I cannot move!»

I literally felt nothing in my entire body. Nothing. Zeet! Niet! I was like a person whose consciousness had been trapped on a tetraplegic, vegetative body: I sense my surroundings, but couldn’t do much else. The one thing I could do, however, was to speak: “h-help!” Fuck. Even my lips felt sodomized. The word left them all wrong and wobbly, like a retard speaking. “H-help!”

I heard the sound of weights being dropped, then a massive fucking creature getting up and walking towards me. “You’re awake.” She spoke, her voice adding to the rumble of the place. “Let me help you.”

Just like this, the giantess picked me up and laid me on a bench press, massaging her body with her salami-sized muscle fingers. One by one, my nerves came back into place—and with the nerves, so did the… “aah!! Aaaah!!” Orgasms! “FUCK!!”

My pussy squirted another long thread of juices, and the goddess was quick in seizing it with her fingers. Multiple orgasms reverberated inside of me. Gushes of cum exploded out of my quivering queeny, enough loads to fill up a sink. “Didn’t get enough orgasms, did you?”

“AAHH!! FUCK!!” I tried to focus: “did I… fuck!!… did I pass out again?!”

The goddess nodded. “You slept for two hours. Usually, I wouldn’t pay attention to you, for I can’t waste time on partners that faint too often.” Her fingers kept working my insides while her other hand massaged my breasts, making the milk inside them burn! “However, you’re a special case: you fainted twice, yes, but your second dropdown was because you were overloaded with orgasms.”

«Overloaded with orgasms!» She would have giggled if she wasn’t cumming and screaming so hard. «Fuck! Only a woman like her could use a term like this!»

She looked around the gym, seeing the dozens of muscular, naked male (and some female) bodies on the place. She tried to sort out her next question, but the orgasms proved to be too much a drain on her brain as it was in her physique: «fuck!! Fuck!!» For every word, three loud gushes from my cunt. «How can she so easily draw these juices from me?!»

The mountain of orgasms only became greater as the monstress laid her lips on my breasts and started sucking them up all over again. “AAAH!!!” I hit her on her abs… only to cause my fists to nearly splinter!

Her muscles reverberated: for every gulp of fat, scorching milk she took, her entire musculature bloated and rumbled. *Booom! Boom! Booom!* Seriously, it was like she had a fucking machine inside of her!

“What the fuck… AAAH!!!” I tried to speak, but by god, how strong those orgasms were! “P-please!! C-can I just get a rest… for a fucking second?!”

She withdrew her fingers from me and stood up. “Fine.” Her cocky smile could make an Alpha male cum on the spot! “I also need you ready for my cock!”

Oh, yes, her cock. How the fuck did I even forget about it? «Fuck! Fuck!!» That’s why: those godforsaken orgasms! «Jesus Christ! It’s like my pussy is on an automatic mode of cumming! Fuck!! FUCK!!!» One stronger than the other. “You’ve g-got a fucking cock?!” I managed to ask, feeling my throat burn and my stomach almost spill out its contents through it—those orgasms made my whole body cramped and hurting, after all.

Instead of talking, the beautiful giantess simply took her monstrous limp member with a hand and lifted it up. The size of that thing made my heart shrink in fear and my nipples harden like steel. I came hard through my pussy and lactated like a fertile cow through my massive tits. As a woman who always liked manly things, seeing that inhumane, literally fantastical cock hovering over me, in the flesh, was enough to give not just my pussy, but my very organs multiple orgasms.

“Fuck!! Fuck!! FUCK!!!”

The monstress simply smiled, knowing the effect she had on all living beings. “I’m sorry to gift your eyes with such a small appetizer.” Her giant hand moved around the flesh of that monstrous gland, pulling its foreskin and revealing a crown fatter than two conjoined fists. “I promise you: I’m much more of a grower than I am a shower.” By that time, my pussy was a hose: even the ceiling was stained by my cum explosions as I put my hands over it and tried—just tried!—to contain my biblical orgasms. “I’m twenty-four inches limp. A pencil dick, I know, but just you wait until I start pumping this dick… uuurr!… with gallons of my scorching blood!”

She didn’t just brag; she delivered: with slow and sensuous motions, she pumped that titanic limp cock with her hand, making it puke buckets of jelly, transparent precum on my body. “GOD!!” When the first gallon of lubricant hit my belly, I felt my four-pack abs being crushed by something like a sack of bricks. The weight of that goo was unreal! For fuck’s sake! How could a woman be so virile? “Y-your d-dick…!!”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.” She rolled her eyes and turned her cock to my face. “Shut up and drink it.”

“Aah…!” There were no more words for me, only precum: with a loud slush after another fat, noisy splash, the gallons of precum kept being poured into my opened mouth, which had no option but to gulp as much as it could take. Just as the first gulp passed through my throat, however… «Jesus!!» My body jolted. It was multiple orgasms, yes, but it was also… life! Juvenescence! «God!! I feel like pure power!!» In the blink of an eye, my body was not only reenergized, but greedy and thirsty: I was reaching out to that goddess’s cock with my hands, trying to greedily pump its virile seed into my face… then straight into my womb.

“Nah-ah-ah!” With a mere flicker of her pinky, she pushed my hands away, and I swear that, had she wanted to, she would have shattered my wrists in the process. “You don’t touch it now. This god cock is too much for your puny organism—yet.” Steam burst from her nostrils as she cracked her knuckles and pumped that beauty again. “I need to ready you. Make you worthy! I’m going to breed nice and hot, and leave you nothing but a pile of flesh and cum, your pussy gaping with pounds of my semen, yet you’ll be begging for more… forever!”

Her confidence was downright insane—but, anyway, I too would be that cocky if I had a twenty-four-inch limp cock on my waist. “You…!! Gurp!!” I tried to speak, but was drowned under gallons of hot precum every second. «Fuck!» If not for the orgasms piling up inside me, that would have been a very painful experience. «How can her precum be so fucking hot?»

It felt like she was unloading a very warm, sizzling-hot stew over my body. Steam filled the place like a sauna. Soon, I felt my belly gently bulging, with the liquid making its way down into it despite my body being laid vertically on the bench. «Jesus!» Its weight was so tremendous I felt my stomach hurting. Its heat cooked me alive from inside out. Coughing, I reached out through the layer of lubes that covered me and tapped the muscles of her legs. “Fuck!!” I screamed under the lube, and the air formed big, dense bubbles where I could breathe my own carbon monoxide. “Fuck!!” By touching her skin, I had given myself another set of destructive orgasms: “GOD!!”

My pussy hosed juices like there was no tomorrow. Noticing my desperation, the giantess moved her meat pole away, turning it down on my waist as she cleaned the pre-spunk from my face. “What a cuttie little muscle Amazon we have here.” She pumped her donkey dick with the confidence of someone who was long used to its power. Volleys of fat, dense, heavy pre-spunk kept falling on my belly. As I panted, I noticed that monster slowly swelling, then shrinking, and a heavy, hard thread of precum almost spear me through the bellybutton.

*Gloorsh!!* Her juice made a deliriously thick, gooey sound! *Gooorsh!!* The monstress breathed hard, like a bull, and steam kept bursting from her nostrils like geyser. “How do you like my monster meat?”

I was aghast. I mean, what other reaction could anyone have? “Is t-this thing alive?!” It certainly looked like it: the fat arteries multiplied across its immense surface, and even with her gigantic hand—which could easily hold my head like a coconut—the monstress could only grasp half that monster’s girth with one palm.

“I have perfect, absolute control of every one of my muscles—especially this one.” The monstress then… “Hey. Look!” She let go of the penis and lifted her arms up, holding her hands behind her head and giving me a show of massive muscular perfection. “See how I flawlessly I can control my muscles… and turn my body into a living, breathing machine of power!”

Her confidence alone took two more orgasms of my body, then, in a very torturous manner, I kept cumming nonstop, but a very different, low-key kind of orgasm: it felt like my pelvis, then all my body was constantly vibrating, as if I had struck my G-spot with a dildo at moderate intensity, yet kept it going forever. And ever. And ever…

“Aaaahh!!!”

With powerful flexes, the goddess showed off the perfection of her biologically superior physique. No animal could compare to that fleshly machine of love and power! Her triceps bloated like sheets of armor besides her torso, and her tremendous abdomen contracted and hardened into another pair of muscles, completing a 10-pack on her belly. Her breasts swelled way past the triple-G cup, landing firmly on the H-cup territory, and her legs swooned thicker than tree logs, the throbbing arteries multiplying over her body like she was about to feed herself another hundred gallons of hot, steamy blood. “Fuck, me, aaah!!” The goddess was clearly proud of her physical perfection, and she showed it through her grunts, moans, and manly growls. “Fuck, I’m so fucking powerful! Uuuuh!” She flexed her arms. The powerful bombs that were her triceps and biceps bloated audibly. “Fuck me! Look at my monster dick, my beauty! Fuck!” Her penis throbbed. “I could tear a horse in two with this baby!”

As weird as she could sometimes sound, I couldn’t deny the inhuman allure of her beastly appendage. Like, holy fucking shit! I was orgasming loudly just by beholding that behemoth gland of size and power before my eyes! On its limp state, that cock was thicker than my calf, and its fattest part—in the middle—was easily twice the rest of its girth. As it throbbed and stood up, however, I realized that beautiful aberration of a dick would easily surpass the width of my waist—and I was not a thin Barbie doll, but instead a fitness aficionada with muscle of steel.

“Jesus Christ! You’re a god!” I said it straight, with my fingers delving straight into my gushing cunt. “You’re god!! You’re god!!”

The goddess hermaphrodite smile, satisfied with my acquiescence. “Nah. This is still the cock of a mere animal.” She made her crotch vibrate, sending waves through the steel-hard muscles of her semi-erect penis. “I make my bitches faint when it grows to its fullest. Oh, but you wait, my little darling. This is still not the part where you see my member in all its glory.” Spreading away her legs, she pointed down. “This is the part where I show you… just how powerful my cock can be… when it’s only at 10% its peak hardness.”

She talked about her physique like a scientist, and I didn’t doubt she was just that: an expert connoisseur of her own physique; a human (?) who had reached the limits of human potential, then burst through it, and every passing day was walking one step closer to sexual divinity. As that incomprehensible goddess—that perfect being!—was drawing another breath, I realized her massive balls were hanging as low as her thick knees, the weight of them too great even for her own iron sack.

“Jesus fucking Christ, what gorgeous monsters!!” I penetrated myself with four fingers and gushed a few ounces of steamy squirt upon gazing on those… massive!… unreal!… fat, heavy, monstrous balls! “Semen!!” I screamed at the edge of my consciousness. “I want your semen!!”

That’s what my head went straight at with the sight of those testicles. I’d always loved men who could cum like horses, even fantasized about big, virile bulls breeding with their mares, filling them with legendary amounts of seed, but those giant, dangling balls smashed through even my filthiest of fantasies. “AAAHEE!!” I screamed, and powerful gushes kept bursting from my steamy cunt. “JESUS!!” It was impossible, in fact, to look at those balls and not to think of semen; the amount of thick, throbbing veins over their surface was superior to those in the testicles of five stallions, yet still that was a pitiful display compared to the insane thickness and number of semen ducts that surrounded her testicles. “Oh, my god!” I came. “OH, MY FUCKING GOD!!” I exploded some more.

That monstress didn’t have ducts; she had tunnels in which the thick, sloshing semen moved slow and powerful around her overgrown testicles. Her produce was so virile I could literally see the swats of semen flowing inside her ducts, circling her balls as they swelled and shriveled, sending another swat of fat, steamy spunk to their reserves. “JESUS FUCK…!!”

It was inhumane to think of the amount of semen she was visibly, audibly producing! I don’t kid you: I could literally hear her semen sloshing! “How c-can you…?!” Before I could gush about her ludicrous virility, the goddess smirked, and then her penis exploded like a water cannon. “Fuck!! Alrea-??”

I stopped and watched carefully that spunk explosion. It wasn’t actually semen, but still precum, yet the volume and strength of it was clearly like an orgasm. “H-how…?!” Then I notice that goddess’s smile, the lusty gleam in her eyes, and the rhythmic, harmonic contractions of all her muscles, and realized that orgasm—that volcanic explosion of precum—was just her casually showing off. “My god.”

I had even stopped coming as the goddess shot a continuous ocean of precum for five seconds, then ten seconds, then twenty seconds, then… “uuh, baby!” She roared. “That’s what I’m talking about! Ooh! What a lovely piss of precum, huh?” She literally punched her penis, which throbbed in response. “Nothing like a nice unload of a few pints to clear up your cock hole, don’t ya think, little bunny?”

Pints. As if! In a single second, that monstress had probably unloaded some five fucking gallons of juice! «This is unreal.» My awe completely muffled my orgasms. I rubbed my eyes, getting lots of precum on my face. «This cannot be real!!» The translucid spunk was spurting down the stairs, raining on the floor below like several waterfalls from every edge and crevice of our place, and the bodies that laid around us were slowly being swallowed by the ever-growing sea of manly juice.

Manly! A man! She was a man, but also a woman. “No, no, honey!” She said, and my heart felt squeezed by a powerful fang. “I’m no man. I really a woman.” She flexed her pelvic muscles with jaw-dropping mastery, making that monstrous, gargantuan breeding pole expel several more buckets of ball-juice. “I just have a forty-plus hard monster dick and iron balls to top it off.” As she spoke, reading my mind and sensing the combustion of my body, I felt my heart all the way up on my throat, beating between my lips, sending shivers down my spine—which were nonetheless nullified by the orgasms that returned.

The goddess’s abs danced as her body rumbled with titanic power. That beast of a god-woman could power the world’s biggest cruise ship with the energy coursing in a single of her legs, not to mention her goddamn buttocks, which were a marvel to strike orgasms in anyone who beheld it. “AAAH…!!!” Anyone like me. “Stop!! You’re killing me!!”

I screamed—not of pleasure now, but shock, for the monster lady grabbed be by the hair and pulled my torso up, leading me to her massive pussy penetrator, her gigantic womb fertilizer. “Feel my dick.” She pushed my face against her cock and squeezed my nape. I gargled madly on that dick, and my pussy reverted to spewing continuous, subsonic jets of orgasm. I was squirting like a machine gun of pussy juice, and the goddess seemed all-too pleased by my pleasure, as I felt the precum bursting inside her urethra much harder and… hotter!

“Fuck!! Fuck me, god!!” My eyes were melting! “This is hot!! This is seriously, seriously h- AAAH!!” My pussy unloaded a big one! I counted four seconds of continuous squirt-hosing while the monstress laughed and gritted her teeth. “Yes, bitch!” She roared, triumphant. “Sink your hands on these massive bull balls!” She guided my hands for me as my whole body was seized by climaxes, shaking like a snake after biting an electric cable.

Her hand… Jesus Christ, what a fucking monster she was! Her fingers were, like, each one as big as the biggest penis that had ever drilled me! I gawked to the fact she could rip my hand off clean without even noticing, yet still managed to handle me with utmost care, like an artisan making a porcelain sculpture, and then she aggressively sank my hand into her testicular meat, giving me a second layer of multiple orgasms atop the first one. “Cum. Cum your heart out by feeling the true power of a breeding machine!” She then raised her hand and laughed, adding a few more inches to the insane muscular girth of her penis. “God, I am so PERFECT!!”

Her precum shots were no longer splashing against, but frankly assaulting the walls of that gym. I didn’t care, not could I look at it, for my whole face and hands were just… dick! Dick and balls! Dick, dick, dick, balls, balls, balls! My crotch was desensitized again. «God!» My brain, all fried eggs in my skull. «Dear god…!» The hardness of that thing! «How can I possibly describe this?!»

I couldn’t. I’m not too good a writer, honestly. Fuck, I have come a whole other gallon of juices just by remembering… aaah!… that insane physique of hers.

Fuck. To know that my giantess is out there, breeding another harem with her potent seed… Jesus, it makes my queeny quiver! Fuck! I just unloaded another jet of… aah!! Cum! There we go, another squirt! Fuck, I’m hosing the walls of my bedroom with my juices. I guess not even this big-ass room is enough for my arousal. Oh, god, how long?! How long do I have to wait to be bred by that monster again?!

Anyway, back to my story: I had in my face the hardest, fattest dick known to man… and balls! Oh, fuck, those balls were even more arousing! Most of my cum was thanks solely to those balls; no disrespect to her dick, of course, but those balls… fuck me, they were something else!

I think it’s because it’s the balls the make the man, not the dick. A dick is wonderful, but how useful is a gun when it’s not loaded? Not useful at all! No! It’s the balls! It’s the balls that make the broth of life, that load the mighty cum and fill a fertile womb with life! It’s the balls, as well as the quality of the seed they produce—and those balls, oh, they had the greatest, as well as the most seed in any testicular pair ever!

That monster… that mighty, endowed bitch… god, did anyone ever doubt that she could cum like a whale? Her precum alone was splashing against the upper half of my big, muscular thighs. When she truly unloaded her white, heavy seed… good god! I wonder if I could possibly survive that!

«Apparently, I did.» I think to myself right now, caressing my big, beautiful belly. «I and my womb. We both survived!» I feel the little warriors kick inside my belly. “Hush,” I tell them. “Hush, my baby darlings. Mommy is giving herself a little love… oooh!” And then I orgasm some more, remembering the texture and hardness of my first time feeling that dick all over my face. The babies kick harder inside my womb; they know their “mother” is near, inside my head, making me cum, making love to me through my memories.

But what am I saying? Back! Back to the story: semen! By god, the semen inside those balls! Like… fuck me! How could that woman store so much spunk in such a tight space? “What’s with that dumb face, blondie?” She pulled my head back and laughed at my fucked-up expression. “Never seem a massive cock before?”

The fact that she didn’t stop shooting precum like a fucking machine for even a second made my pussy explode and my heart nearly block the words on my throat: “h-h-how m-much spunk…?”

“A lot!” Her voice reverbed on the walls, and then she pushed my face violently against her crotch. Damn! She could push me against a stone wall and still it wouldn’t have hurt as much as her dick! Was she literally made of titanium or something? “You weakling! There’s no end to my fucking cum!” She was posing with one hand under her back, gently thrusting her pelvis forward, fucking the air with her semi-erect rod, making the jets of precum splash against the ceiling and leave a visible dent on the metal walls of the place. Slowly, then, a smile began to dawn. “Do you want some?”

My body shuttered. «No!» She couldn’t mean it… “Shut up, my slave slut! Shut up and eat some more monster futa dick!” She ground my face harder and harder against her titanic dick. My hands clutched her balls, my biceps swelled, my arms became veiny and ripped with me trying to lift those iron spheres of virility, but all the strength in my upper torso failed to raise them even an inch higher.

She could read my mind. She could control my body. «Fuck!! Oh, FUCK!!» And, apparently, she could command my pussy to orgasm continuously, endlessly, making my body squirt more lubes than in an entire sex store with a simple massage of her powerful fingers behind my nape. “Jesus, stop this, please!!”

The monstress, however, was obsessed in driving me insane: “do you want to drink my cum?” Her cocky smile! God! Even to this day, there’s not a moment I think back to that smile and… don’t drench my panties on the spot! Fuck me, that perfect, gorgeous smile of a lioness who knows she could lay whomever and whatever warm-blooded creature she laid her eyes upon.

The smirk of sheer, absolute sex confidence! What a goddess!

“N-n-no!” I screamed, tears flowing down my cheeks, squirts hosing my inner thighs, splashing loudly on the floor, and that monster simply laughed, pulling me up and away from her dick.

“Too bad.” She grabbed her monstrous breeder with her other hand. “I don’t remember ever asking for permission to anyone—really asking, you know.” He raised me by the neck eleven feet above the ground, without so much as a flinch, and then I was quivering, moaning, and squirting with my pussy at the level of her bellybutton. “I just like being gentle sometimes, you know.” She pulled her dick up very slowly, parting my legs with its meaty trunk, and then she moved that beast up and down, spreading me open like I was about to mount a horse.

“Stop!” She commanded, and my heart almost stopped as a result. “Not you.” She looked up to me and chuckled. “My cock.” With one final, powerful throb, her cock was quiet. Not a single extra drop of precum burst through its cumslit, and the monster rested on a perfectly horizontal position, staying still even while she moved her hand up to scratch her chin. “Mm, good, good. I see you’re well lubricated enough, my love.” She moved that powerful hand to my tits. With the tip of her fingers, her massaged and squeezed my nipples, milking them with loud squishes, raising her head and letting herself be bathed by my nectar. “I like making my women squirt and lactate. Only proves how almighty I am.” Her grip tightened around my neck. “How fucking godly I can be!”

I was suffocated, and was begging for more! With her monster dick throbbing between my legs, I felt my body now being filled by that kind of powerful, extraneous heat that emanated from her breeding muscle, not just the heat of my own arousal.

My pores all stretched wide and open, letting a strong layer of steam form around my body. I was preparing myself, yes, to be bred like an animal by that machine, and once I mustered enough strength to open my eyes and turn my head down, oh, I saw her beastly face staring at me with that goddamn pussy-dripping smile, which made all my muscles throb and rumble in preparation for another squirting org-

“No!” Her voice struck me like a spear. “No cumming now. Sit, my little pet, and stay quiet.” Her other hand… “Yes. Like this. So cool and beautiful.” She fumbled my body. She squeezed my muscles. She inspected me like an animal; like a farmer testing the quality of a horse’s muscles; like I myself had fondled many man’s balls, when they were big enough, testing the quality of their seed, seeing it I could feel their fresh, hot semen pumping inside their engorged testicles (I never could, no; not until meeting her).

Her fingers slid down to my legs, and her mighty palms feasted on my inner thighs. My pussy quivered, and I gasped with my lungs screaming for help. She, however, was cruelty incarnate: “don’t you dare cum.” Her hands fondled me harder, making splashing noises with the juices on my legs. “I will level your stomach with my fist and crack your neck like a toothpick if you so much as squirt a single drop of cum on my hands.” Then, she… “I will penetrate you.” She slid one finger in my quinny, and, god!, did I feel like the world’s most massive penis was invading me! “I will fuck you with my thumb, and you will not dare cum.”

“Aah!!” My entire body shivered, my muscles very close to an all-encompassing cramp. My voice was soon lost and my throat swelled to twice its size, the thickened veins and throbbing arteries multiplying all around me, my four-pack turning into a six-pack, my glutes becoming like watermelons filled with cement, and my legs, oh, my fucking mare-like legs swelling and pumping like a mare about to kick, both power and agony filling me up, that explosive orgasm that could never be. “Please!!!” I managed to whimper, tears running from my eyes. “Please, my goddess!!” She was moving her finger up and down my snack, penetrating me just like a well-endowed stud would. “Give me release!!!” My body exhaled steam. “PLEEEEEASE!!!”

What came after was only a deep, maniacal laugh. The goddess had blood in her eyes. Her teeth her sharp, her canines like vampire’s. “You stupid, sexy mare. I will tear your soul before wrecking your pussy like stallion.” Her finger motions picked up pace, fucking my snatch twice per second. “Actually, a horse would pray so he could fuck a mare even half as hard as I will fuck you. Be happy, my dear, and rejoice, for when I’m done with your pussy…”

“Fuuuu…!!”

“I will feel like you’ve been torn apart by a hundred horses… only to then be bred by two hundred bulls, and then more!”

“FUCK ME, PLEEEEEASE!!!” Only her finger was fucking, though. The pressure of the unreleased orgasm inside me was so strong I felt myself being cooked under the skin. All my organs, like my muscles, were throbbing and changing form, sometimes swelling to double their usual sizes, making me at times look hideous and bloated. With my pussy forbidden to squirt, my tears began to burst from my eyes in long, loud arcs, the squishing sounds both adding to my arousal and making my head hurt like fucking hell.

I heard the muscles in her arm rumble as her finger took a machinal pace to its fucking. It was unimaginable, that rough fucking she was giving! My pussy could not squirt, but that didn’t prevent it from lubing itself with apocalyptic loads of juice, which were splashing loudly on her dick and raining loudly on the ground.

She fucked me four times per second, then five, then God-knows-how-many as her finger became a giant blur in the air. At that point, throwing my head up and staring at the ceiling, I saw everything red, then black, and realized I was about to black out again.

“What…?!” With my body squirming and jumping up and down, I looked around and felt electricity almost melt my eyes. “What has…?!”

Her finger made a machinal sound as it pounded me. “You passed out. One.”

“One?!” The heat inside me, again, overwhelming. “One wha… aaahh!!!”

Everything dark again. Lord knows for how long. I woke up, and then the giantess simply said “two” before plunging her finger in me a little deeper, a little harder, so close to grazing my cervix, and making something literally explode inside my head.

Everything was black once again. A few neurons had probably busted. I didn’t know, for I was unconscious, and when I got to my senses again—“three”—the goddess simply picked up her pace, fucking me just a little faster, just a little harder, until I was passing out just as quickly as I woke up. Her voice planted the numbers straight into my breast, which throbbed with over-heated milk: “four. Five! Six. Seven! Eight, my girl, eight! Now, let’s go to nine!”

Every time I woke up—“fourteen!”—I felt farther away from life. Every nerve of mine was hyper-charged. Every pore in my body exhaling steam. «Dear god…!» “Twenty-four!” It got to a point I thought I was passing out while passing out, going deeper into my essence like Leo DiCaprio in that weird dream heist movie. “Forty-eight!” I had pissed myself. I’m embarrassed to admit it, but that’s the way it was: with no other way to vent its arousal, my body just unloaded my bladders into that woman’s finger, which just kept thrusting itself into me like nothing had happed. The giantess’s uncaring, sadistic voice struck my heart once more: “seventy-one!” Every nerve in my body had popped like a fuse. My limbs were limp. My mouth, wide open and drooling. Blood was coming out from both my nostrils, and then my eyes, bulging out, were filled with red, like they were just a hair-trim away from literally… *pop!*

As I crossed the “hundredth pass-out” mark, the monstress froze her massive finger-dick deep inside me. Then, savoring every inch, she grazed my cervix. “Cum.”

Every opened pore and hole of me exploded with steam and cum. The explosion of squirt was so strong I almost felt my pussy rip itself open, my juices splashing on my face, my limbs twitching like an entire power plant was discharging itself whole on me. “Stop.” Just like that, with another command… I screamed! “AAAAHH!!!” She commanded me again to stop, and my body immediately complied. I barely had any voice left in my throat, yet still I begged while sobbing like a child: “pleeeeease!!” Blood was dripping from my nostrils. “Pleeease, god, stop this!! I want to cum!!!”

“You want to shut up and obey me, that’s what you want.” Her teeth glimmered as she smiled. “Cum.”

“GOD!!!” My pussy and tits exploded with honey and milk. The goddess opened her mouth and drank from my squirting lactum, and then, as sudden as before… “stop!” Electricity blasted through every nerve and pore, and my body shut its orgasms like a train crashing against a mountain. “Good girl. Now cum again.”

“NOOOOOOO!!!” I exploded cum and cream like a machine, sometimes almost puking, feeling every organ in me turn into a molten milkshake or something just as crazy. “PLEEEEEASE!!!” My screams were only less numerous than my tears. “STOP THIS!! PLEEEEEASE!!!”

She alternated the orders exactly when she knew I was about to be satisfied: when I was cumming, she commanded me to stop just I neared the peak of my orgasm; when I was frozen, she ordered me to cum just as the pent-up energy was about to knock me unconscious again, giving me a much-needed reprieve. I exploded and dried out like this, a human yoyo of orgasms for ten minutes until the goddess moved me up and shook my body over her dick. “Good. Now cum a long and hard one for ten seconds. Now!”

“AAAAAH…!!!” I passed out when my pussy unloaded the most massive, snatch-tearing fountain of squirt ever! Her monster dick was completely coated by my juices, which rained on the ground like three whole bathtubs of girl-cum had been turned around at once. “Three… two… one…” She counted. “Good. You can cum yourself to death now, if you so wish.” And, just like the uncaring beast she was, the goddess threw me away like a ragdoll, seeing my body crash on the ground and explode in extra layers of cum and cream while she turned away and rubbed her dick with both hands, slow and patient, savoring herself before she plunged into me.

I came on the ground, unconscious, for twenty more minutes until all the orgasms had been extracted from every single cell of my body. As my hundreds of simultaneous sets of multiple orgasms subsided, I was suddenly knocked back into life, literally jumping off the ground with my entire body, then crashing back on it vertically as if a spring had propelled me a second prior, and then I was left trembling, shaking, panting, gushing, with calmer threads of cum bursting from my twat and thinner lines of milk squirting from my tits.

I heard a step. The entire floor rumbled. *Booom!* “Time to feed my baby.” Before I knew it, I felt myself grabbed by the hair and my torso pulled nonchalantly from the floor, rising up again, but this time only to the height of her mighty balls, with her even mightier dick hovering over my face. The beast must have been only seventy percent hard, yet already it was longer than thirty-five inches. What a beast! “Come, little child.” With her free hand, she stroked one mighty ball. “Come drink from my breeding seed… before I properly stuff your cunt with this world-conquering behemoth… and fecundate you with my powerful, mighty pole.” Just like that, without a single other word of warning, she stretched my jaw wide open and pushed herself inside me with her throat-ripping, stomach-bursting cock.

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[NSFW/+18!] Seedmaker 6: The Love (and Cum) of a Goddess

I looked at my man. He looked at me. I can’t remember what happened immediately after, for he threw himself on me with the full mighty of his body—his fifteen thousand pounds of bull muscles crushing me against one of the many walls of the vast place. *BOOM!* The metallic surface bent under my back. The outline of my body was drawn on the titanium wall, like a very hot cartoon. After that, the monster roared, releasing hot steam on my neck and my chest, and my tits responded with gallons of milk through their razor-sharp nipples, followed by an ungodly unloading of cum through my cunt.

“Yes, yes, YES!!” I cried when I felt the monster grabbing something between his legs. “Impale me with your fat horse cock, my breeding god!!”

I was shut up immediately after. As quick as the blink an eye, the bull penis rose to its maximum hardness: sixty inches of man pillar penetrating me and pushing my womb into my guts, rearranging all my organs as the monster invaded me and plowed me like a conqueror. The wall behind me were bent further and further and further, with my body deeper impaled in them by the conqueror’s godly thrusts.

With fire bursting from his nostrils, the monster plowed my pussy. The room was filled by the booms of his penetration as my womb was pushed all the way up to my throat, with the outline of my organs bulging through my skin. He kept his hand on my throat, crushing it so hard that the shape of his hand and fingers was also imprinted on the wall. By holding me still like the little whore I was, he pounded me like one giant, mythical horse. The entire room shook and unraveled under his power. I had to beg for him to not destroy that entire place with his power, but I was short of options, really: if he wanted to destroy it all, he would, and nothing on the universe would stop him.

“Whore!!” He roared, his mighty grunts making the place tremble harder. “Cheap ass filthy slut!!” He pounded and pounded and pounded me at supersonic speeds. My pussy was a giant geyser of squirt. Oceans of my nectar invaded the place in waves as I screamed and creamed myself deliriously. The giant, powerful lips of my bull stud dominated my nipples, and what followed was the most powerful suction I had ever had.

“GOD!!!” My eyes almost popped as my mind blanked and my body entered as state of eternal, unending, relentless orgasms. The monster sucked my milk in such powerful loads that his throat inflated to the girth of my own legs. The fat, creamy juice splashed on his stomach as heavy as war tanks for every gulp, and his body immediately started producing clouds of steam thanks to his superhuman digestion. “FUCK!! MY GOD!!” I was out of my damn mind as that monster crushed my other tit with his other hand and milked it for all its worth, his amazing muscles roaring and rumbling as the milk blasted thorugh my nipples like firehoses.

Plowing me with the relentlessness of a god and the thrist of a breeding bull, the monster alternated his lips between my tits, sucking such vast amounts of milk he made Jasmine and Lioness look like amateurs in comparison. «My god!!» The shards of my mind pierced together broken, spread-out thoughts. “What the fuck…?! Did I actually forget… fuck!!… how powerful he was?!” With my body sinking in the titanium walls, and the metallic surfaces of the room being literally torn in giant cracks thanks to his ferocious thrusting, I realized that it wasn’t my memory that was in the wrong place, but by expectations. No: I hadn’t forgot how strong he was; I just failed to consider how much stronger he could become.

My body was pulled from the wall and pushed against the floor, with my man roaring like a wild beast in heat behind me: “ROOOAARR!!!” The floor sank beneath me, with my pussy being relentlessly pounded by the same virile cock without a break. Now that he fucked me doggy-style, with my tits gushing ocean of milk on the ground, the monster felt his movements freer for a much greater, unrestrained fuck. Holding the back of my neck with both hand, lifting his mighty ass up until the crown of his cock was almost leaving my pussy, the monster unleashed in me the most epic thrusting I had ever felt—far superior that anything he did to me or I did to him back there in our harem planets! I a single second, he fucked me like a million horses. His precum filled me like a bitch, and my belly ballooned with the insane amount of juices he produced to lubricate himself. Aided by that sweet lubrication, the monster howled, and then plowed me some more.

Our bodies jumped from spot to spot as the floor and the walls were destroyed by just three seconds of his fucking. His thrusts were powerful enough to drill my body through five feet of pure titanium—which was the average width of all those walls. «Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck…!!!» My mind raced into oblivion was almost all of my organs were liquified by his ungodly thrusting. Within five minutes, the gigantic room—as big as fifty football fields—had been completely bent and thorn like a ball of paper.

Pining me to one of the least destroyed parts of the place, the monsters roared. “Take my seed!!” With his prick pushing my womb up to my neck, he unloaded. I could hear his balls jump and smack against his ass as the first, humongous shot of scalding jizz was fired deep in my womb.

«Oh, god!!!» In the split second before the impact, my body felt all the heat and terror it once did when my pussy was first penetrated and my womb first colonized by that mighty bull seed. “Yes, yes, yes!!!” I was crying. Every pore of me came with ecstasy. “FILL ME UP WITH YOUR SPU–!!!”

My voice disappeared as the blast turned my body into a huge, swollen balloon of cum and muscles. My throat and chest were distended like the vocal sac of a frog, and soon my belly followed suit, with my overstretched vagina colonized and brutalized by hundreds of gallons of semen in barely the first millionth fraction of that god’s first load. “ROOOOAAR…!!!” With his roars making parts of the room finally collapse, the god allowed this balls to break free, and his semen soon flooded the place.

Ten seconds was all that was needed so that the man’s jizz literally covered every inch of that fifty-football-field-large room. In ten more seconds, this same insane are was now flooded by two feet of creamy spunk. And more kept coming. “WHORE!!” The beast roared, lifting my body and spanking my giant, turgid buttocks. “SLUT!! ROOAR, SLUT!!!”

“Oh, god, FUCK!!” My being was being undone at every second by the bursts of absolutely scalding, volcanic semen of that god stud in my womb. My uterus was the size of a car at that point; the ocean of sperm kept feeling me to a bursting point. The beast pounded me wildly with full stroked, all sixty-inches of his breeder getting out and coming back all in until it forced my womb almost against my skull, killing me and resurrecting me, making me feel power and virility like no woman ever would. He was a god, and he was breeding me with his godly seed.

“We need a little more space.” With surprising calmness in his voice, he pinned me against one bent, broken wall, and then…

“NOO!!!” I saw vivid flashes of colors that didn’t exist in the normal world. “Stop!! Y-you’re going to…!!”

My body sank past the full width of the wall. The metal was torn in a loud, rumbling *bang!* The entire room shook. The monster took my body with yet greater ferocity as the semen began to flow through the hole he had drilled in that wall with my body. With his continuous, unrelenting thrusts, he pounded me into oblivion into the new, even larger room.

Sirens began to ring. Red lights flickered and swooned as the monster began to flood that new environment with his godly thrusts. I was flooding it too with my gallons of squirt, but my viscous, transparent fluids looked invisible next to the bull-sized discharges of his scalding semen. Voices began to sound the alarm of what he was doing to the station—it appeared we were on a space station, after all: “you cannot copulate here! This station doesn’t have the strength to…!”

As he stared into something (or someone) I couldn’t see, my body tensed up in pure agony, both aroused and terrified by the sheer anger in his face. “Leave us… alone!!” He roared and puffed, going back to consume my mouth with his powerful kiss. The voices no longer disturbed us, though the red lights and the warnings kept adding to the chaos of our godly fucking.

“Yes… oh, yes!!!” Even my tears couldn’t express the ecstasy I was feeling! “Fuck me like the god you are!!” Prompted by my words, the bull unloaded one epic ocean in my womb, filling me with a single burst that felt burning and never-ending.

“WHORE!!” With his entire, giant body producing steam like a machine, the monster withdrew from my cunt, from which rivers of semen and squirt burst all the time. “Give me your anus.”

“Ooh!!” He grabbed me by the hair and pinned me against another wall. The entire structure was undone as he pushed me against it with his superhuman strength. His fingers stretched out my anus and massaged my colon. I came and orgasmed and squirted madly as he then rammed himself up without a hitch, penetrating my guts with the full length and girth of his sixty-inch breeder.

I died. I lived. I died again. My body was cumming so hard I was almost squirting sweat through my pores! It was only a matter of seconds until I felt every inch of my guts, my intestines, my rectum, and my stomach filled with his almighty seed.

“ROOOAAR…!!!” Giving one interminable roar, the monster pushed my head up by the hair and held my still against his torso. He was now rear-fucking me with his rod on the air, holding me with his monstrous arms, lifting me up in the air as my body grew and swelled and bloated with his seed. You could see the walls of my stomach against my skin. My muscles were stretched to a breaking point. My chest expanded, giving way to the cede to dominate my throat, and my neck followed suit as I opened my mouth and prepared to become a living fountain of cum.

«Yes!! YES!!» In my mind, I was livid. «So long I waited to feel that again!!» I stopped thinking as the seed flooded my mouth. Every duct inside me had become a conductor to his steamy sperm. Stretching out my jaw as if I was eating his dong, the seed exploded through my every whole at full power, reaching up the ceiling dozens of feet above us and painting a vast area of it white with the sheer strength of its splash. The entire place was raining cum from the gallons he was unloading in my anus, through my entire body, and from the hole of my face. Mouth, nostrils, eyes, and even ears were dripping with cum—and he head so much more of it!

He roared. He crushed me. He made the cum burst with even greater pressure by crushing my body with his godly arms. His muscles were growing and hardening as he pinned me again against the semen-ridden floor and pounded me anally twice as fast as he had tone my pussy. The beast was literally crying with how much agony he felt in his balls. His gigantic testicles were like hearts on crack, beating so fast they almost became a giant blur in the air; the semen was produced and released almost instantaneous, in a volume greater than a million horses would produce in their whole lives.

The monster was anger, the monster was furious—and he was discounting his whole fury on my ass with pounds so brutal I thought he was going to fuck the skeleton out of my body. “CHEAP!! WORTHLESS WHORE!!”

I, of course, only came harder upon feeling the power of his wrath. Being anally destroyed by that godly think was one of the things I was born to. «Take me!!» In my mind, I submitted to that stud all the fucking time. «Take me!! Fuck me!! End me!!»

Fuck if I know how much seed flowed through my body at that instant. For all I knew, it could have been an entire fucking planet’s worth of jizz. It was just so much cum! “You come here!!” Whenever the monster was tired of a position—which happened fairly quickly—he changed things up with minimal warning: I was pinned against walls, then against the floor, and then within minutes the entire room had been destroyed just like the last one, with the monster drilling me against the ground so that we crashed on the room below.

Semen rained everywhere. We were fucking now on a machine-room of sorts. “What…?!” My mind was broken. The weeks of rest had left me completely unprepared for how brutally that bull would drill me. “What the fuck…?!” Sparks and flames surrounded us. He was pounding my body against several electrical machines, and the discharges of energy lit the room of fire, probably taking the entire station out of orbit. The monster didn’t care, however, and he couldn’t: when his balls were so hyperactive they made the noise of rockets being launched into space every fucking second, I knew no force in the universe could stop me—he would breed me into oblivion until the planet we crashed in too was utterly and totally covered my his seed. Jizz and semen and cum kept exploding through my holes, with the monster pulling me in to a filthy, heinous kiss.

“Give me your mouth, slut!!” He locked his lips and pierced me with his tongue. “Let me feel the taste of my own seed!!” Brutally, he took me over, and his tongue through my mouth met his penis through my anus: his gigantic mouth serpent slid down through my throat until the top of my stomach, and there it met the giant head of his own prick, which itself had pushed my stomach all the way to the top of my chest. The monster nutted his seed straight into the tip of his own tongue, yet he wasn’t yet done with all his acts of savagery. «MORE!!» I could feel his mind through his bulging, trembling muscles. «I NEED MORE!!!» He penetrated his own prick in my stomach with his tongue: the tip of the tongue slid past his urethra, and then pushed itself all the way down to three fourth of his breeding rod. The flow of spunk was severely blocked by the huge tongue, yet still it felt like I was being inseminated by a thousand bulls all the fucking time!

«Jes-!!» I cried tears of bliss, pain, agony, and exultation! I was wholly penetrated! I was being violated and broken as utterly as any woman could be broken, yet I wanted more! «Is that all…??!» With every pore of my body cumming, I wrapped my legs around the titanium-hard hips of that monster and crushed him, challenging him to go «harder!! Stronger!! Filthier!!» Despite the tank-sized loads of cum that burst through my mouth at every second, my lips found the strength to twice and bend in a cynical, provoking smile. «Is that all you can really do?!»

“ROOOOAARR!!!” Puking cum through his mouth and nostrils too, the monster stuck his fingers in my nose and blocked the outflow of cum. The raging semen had only my eyes to escape thorugh, my mouth being so utterly dominated by his kiss, and my body grew bigger and heavier as the semen piled up inside me. The cum blasted through my eyes at volumes superior to the discharges of horses, yet even them my eyes didn’t pop out—my body being that of a true goddess, of course.

«FUCK!! What can’t this fucking man do?!» Our fuck was fast and brutal. He clearly showed no interest in being complex, elaborate, or to show off; he just wanted to unload; to brutalize; to pump and dumb on my cunt all the load he had for weeks held off. His roars and bursts of steam proved that at every thrust: “ROOOAR!!!” He was a beast in heat, and he had to unload so as not to go mad!

We pierced through the machines into another wall, and then he anally tore my body up against that wall until I was drilled through its ten feet of solid titanium hardness into another room, which we—or rather, he—proceeded to destroy and floor with his overwhelming semen. «I hope my children are safe!» I pierced together the words between the thrusts. «I have no intention of stopping this bull.»

At times, yes, my muscles throbbed and swelled in a threatening manner; my body hardened, my veins thickened, all in preparation for a comeback of sorts; for my taking over of that bull and reminding him of who truly was the stud in that relationship. My body was tempted, yes, but I held it back; his ferocious thrusts made me feel like a woman, and I wasn’t about to ruin his ego again after so much work.

“F-fuck me… stud!! Fuck me!!” I screamed in between bursts of semen through my mouth. “R-rape me!! Fucking rape me!!!”

He roared. The entire place collapsed, with beams and machinery falling all around us. The thrusts gained power and intensity, with the muscles of the breeding beast growing harder and mightier by the second. His balls smacked my abs, and then his own ass, swinging back and forth between out legs, hitting me like punching bags filled with iron.

“You worthless whore!!” He snuck his fingers in my mouth and pulled my lips, lifting my whole torso even higher, pointing my head almost backwards as he crammed about fifty-five inches of his breeding rod in my body.

“Gaaar-gargle-goorh!!!” I made humiliating gargling noises as the monster basically turned my body into a living condom. His penis passed through all my guts, straightening them up with its INFLEXIBLE hardness, then it bloated my stomach, stretched my throat, and now was lodged firmly in the back of my tongue, its gigantic urethra shooting geysers of semen straight from my mouth.

“Uuur!! Uuurh!!” The monster grunted, feeling unbelievable pleasure for having the fullness of his manhood enveloped by the sturdy, wet, spongy body of his muscular female. My body was hard as the heart of the Everest thanks to its godly muscles, but inside it was like the universe’s most perfectly crafted masturbatory toy: an endless sponge of soft, wet nooks and crevices that pumped every dick to their fullest satisfaction—if that dick, of course, was big enough to fill all of me!

With the dick almost completely spearing me, I was actually able to speak something—the urethra was no longer feeling the deepest recesses of my throat with jizz, but instead shooting through my mouth, so I could actually find some dryness and space within me to make the air flow and scream my words of joy: “I’m a living, breathing sex toy—your sex toy, stud!!” I smiled—well, as well as I could smile in that situation, with my bloated, overfilled skull. “What are you waiting for?” My body stiffened in anticipation. “Fuck me whole!! Penetrate me completely!! I want to feel your balls in my ass!! Push it, cram it, ram it all up, you fucking cheap, coward stud!!”

The monster crushed my throat with both hands as he roared and rammed the final five inches of his monster rod in my anus. *Boom!!!* I felt the insanely veiny surface of his balls against my ass and my abs—his balls were so big that he sack couldn’t be on just one side of my body; usually, when one ball touched my back, the other had to go to the front. His seed makers were literally bigger than oval-shaped basketballs when he was truly aroused, meaning that having his penis ball-deep in my anus was like putting two basketballs between your legs—not an easy feet.

*Bruuuum!!* The next rumbling and shaking of the place was cause by his wild, ferocious roar. The monster crushed my throat with the intent of killing—well, I don’t know about ‘intent,’ but I knew he would have torn by head off if I hadn’t flexed my own neck and added a protective sheet of muscles to my throat. The veins in my body rippled, but the monster behind me, fucking so raw and untamed, dwarfed all my power with his insultingly bigger body—basically one giant machine of muscles and veins. Every inch of his magnificent physique throbbed and pumped, with a single swelling artery carrying hundreds of gallons of scorching blood at any given time. With steam basically covering the whole place, we felt like fucking in the middle of a volcano. However entered that room would be immediately burned to a crisp by the hellish heat of your sexual performance—and that wasn’t yet a fraction of all we could do, if you’ve read my previous accounts.

«Yes!!» My mind came, fragmented: «YES!!» The five final inches of his monster breeder burst through my lips. The helmet of his cock, too, was as big as a basketball, which means that my whole skull had been stretched to gigantic proportions to accommodate that humongous monster—I mean, I had grown, yes, but I hadn’t grown so much to the point that would be second nature to me. My body, after our initial, months-long sessions of fuck, had reverted to more ‘modest’ measurements of 8ft6in (height) and three thousand pounds (weight). Behind me, fucking me like a god stallion, stood a 14ft-tall, fifteen-thousand-pound monstrosity of a male. His sixty-inch-long, ten-inch-wide cock was literally taller than I was from hips to mouth. His muscular absurdity dominated my organism fully, and all I could do now was to withstand the pain and take pleasure on the fact I fit him so perfectly.

«I missed this power!» I cried as the cock shot its endless, unbroken loads in front of my face. I could see his gigantic helmet pumping cream all over the place. Giving me a tourist view of the station, the monster began to slowly walk around the place as he came and came and came (and then came some more and came and came and came…) his endless, humongous fat volcanic loads all over it. He was marking the station with his cum, just like every Alpha marks his territory with his seminal essence.

“I… I missed you!!” He leaned to my ear and gave it a bite, pulling it tenderly while still unloading his gallons through my cock-torn body. At one point, I saw ourselves in a reflective surface. What beautiful breeding gods we were: his massiveness, his muscular divinity incarnate, all his giganticness was holding me up on his cock, with every vein, every valley, every sulk and nook and cranny of his majestic dong delineated on my body. My entire flesh was basically just one giant piece of clothing for his mammoth manhood, which throbbed every time it unloaded a new fresh offering of semen. My mouth was monstrously distended and dislodged by the basketball-sized helmet of his breeder, which in turn grew even thicker as it unloaded jets from three inches to seven inches of width of pure cum!

His loads tore through every surface on which they splashed. He had the volume of a waterfall with the strength of pressurized cutting streams. He was a god—and I was blessed for being his offering.

«D-destroy me!!» I begged him, with my eyes crying tears almost as voluminously as my pussy unloaded squirt (and my tits did milk!) «Fucking annihilate me!!»

I needed to ask no more: in another swell, abrupt motion, the monster retrieved all sixty inches of his hard self from me, and my body exploded with cum from every conceivable pore as all these holes were relieved from the cock’s massiveness. *BLOORGH!!!* I made a loud, lousy mess of a sound as every bit of my exploded with cum, splashes of it flying in every conceivable direction, like a supernova of semen.

The breeding bull panted painfully behind me. Albeit short, his fucking was marred with so much energy that even him felt extenuated by his own power and brutality. “W-whore!!” No time to dwell too hard on it, apparently: holding my oozing body with his powerful, tree-log-sized muscular arms, the monster turned me upside down in barely a second, sending cum flying all around through my spin. He wasn’t nearly half-done with his little show as he loudly smacked his lips between my massive and built legs, gazing upon the fresh, smoky semen that overflowed from my swollen cunt. “Delicious!!” His words were animalistic, a collection of deep roars and grunts only occasionally interrupted by barely-intelligible speech. “Juicy! Fruit!! So juicy!!”

He crammed his mouth, his whole face on my cunt, and at that moment I screamed so loud the entire stations vibrated with my orgasms. I felt so consumed my entire body began to cum the hardest it did in that section, with my tits gushing milk so fucking hard it literally created holes on the ocean of semen beneath me, then literally bent and cratered the metal floor underneath it all. My pussy too followed with explosions of squirt so extreme that would have cut through metal, if any such object was put in front of it.

The man’s head was infinitely harder than metal. In fact, he demanded more and harder baths of squirt and juices, unrolling his massive, fifty-inch tongue inside my pussy and eating me out like a fucking champion of sex. I felt like a literal horse was sucking me dry—if that horse was also a super muscular god of sex and semen. I was rolling my tongue out and puking semen through my mouth and nostrils, my body still holding several hundreds of thousands of pounds of male filth inside me.

“No… so… fast… whore!!” With one massive hand, the man covered my mouth and even pinches my nose shut. Semen flowed through my eyes, painting my whole sight white.

I came harder. I could hear my pussy nectar hitting the back of my man’s mouth. My body trembled and rumbled, my muscles wanting to break free and unleash—my Amazon spirit wanting to take that men by the legs with my hands and then pull those legs apart until I literally tore him in the middle!!—but again I forced that savage side to stay subsided, wanting to ruin none of that moment. «This submission… it feels heavenly!!» So heavenly that the monster was probably eating more pussy nectar than his actual cum through my cunt, though that was always a fairly close game.

The monster sucked his own semen out of my womb as if tasty ball seed was the only nutrition he needed—well, that was actually the case for us both perfect beings, who for months ate nothing but each other’s seminal fluids. The sound of his gulping was like hundreds of gallons of marmalade falling through a tunnel-sized duct; it made the environment rumble as if we were inside a giant drum: *gluuurck!! Gluurck!! Gluuurck!!* Fuck, I came!! I came! And I came!! And I came some more!! I was cumming so much my orgasms were having orgasms! Every pore in my entire body was so stretched open that you could literally see the thousands of threads of steam bursting individually through each of them, and my skin was so aroused I looked like a fleshly, muscular ragdoll covered in thorns.

The monster didn’t just eat me out; he conquered and dominated all my insides with his massive, endlessly flexible tongue, slowly pushing my womb past my guts, then stomach, then throat, then back again into my jaw with his unyielding power. The fifty inches of that godly sexual serpent twitched and contorted with the precision of thousands of fingers, striking every conceivable orgasmic spot inside my body, enough to drill a literally infinite amount of sex fluids from my depths.

The gods can’t even comprehend the intensity of my screams and my thrashing at the moment. Women, when they suffer powerful orgasms, lose their goddamned minds and the control of their bodies; my case was just the same, though infinitely more brutal: I swear that, if his stallion body wasn’t made of some divine materials, I would have broken every bone of him and torn every inch of his skin with my wailing and shivering. All the time I screamed, all the time I cried, all the time I hosed milk, sweat, steam, and squirt from every corresponding pore. Even with hand blocking my mouth, sperm blasted through his fingers at great velocities. I was a giant balloon of muscles and cum, yet the divine strength of my skin would never permit me to pop—thank god, I guess.

My powerful arms grabbed his dick, which was perfectly parallel to his torso. The sixty-inch granite monster never stood at any angle lower than perfectly vertical and upright when fully aroused—not unless the monster required it to, and even for the giant breeder that was often a difficult task. My hands flowed down the massive monster, feeling its impossible hardness on their palms. They worshipped its myriad of swollen veins and gigantic ducts, feeling the semen barely contained in that massive pillar of divine breeding power.

The spunk was oozing from the three-inch-wide urethra. I could see it barely holding on to the edges of the urethra, like the magma lake of an active volcano about to explode at any moment. I could dip my tongue and lap on that lake of scalding semen like a cat, and the giant iron testicles of that breeding bull were close to exploding—just like my belly—with the tremendous amount of cum they were holding back. “Let!… me!…” I cried and came and came and cried. “Let me eat you!!!” I managed to shout, with semen exploding between the god’s fingers in my mouth. “Let me eat you, my fucking god!!”

Immediately, the god half-heartedly complied to my plea: he was going to be cock-sucked and ball-drained my body, yes, but be the one in charge of the whole dirty experience. “My worthless… whore!!!” Semen and pussy juice exploded from his mouth and nose as he freed my mouth and stuck his fingers inside it, pulling my lips to the side and using his salami-sized fingers to keep my jaw stretched to the max.

In the exact same time he showed intent on changing his routine, his balls rumbled: *bruum!!* Gallons of semen were injected in them by his overcharges virile organism, and the ball sack began to visibly and quickly swell before my eyes, their basketball-sized width now inflated by a couple of extra inches. Fuck me!! Do you have any idea how crazy arousing it was to hear the spunk literally moving and sloshing around inside those oversized sperm banks? Fuck, those beasts were so full of cum they were literally oozing spunk from their pores—sweating spunk, if you will! The semen formed in big, marble-sized drops through every pore, then slid slowly down the perfectly-smooth surface of the testicles until it sort of stretched itself down to the sea of cum beneath us. The sperm was so fucking dense it didn’t break apart and drip like a normal fluid, but instead it formed one giant, thick stalactite of cum from each ball down to the floor.

Seeing those two massive jewels of male power before me added atomic intensity to my pussy explosions: *boom! Boom! Boom!!* For a moment, even the humongous gods began to choke on my explosions of squirt, with a lot of the liquid bathing my back after being sneezed so hard through his nostrils.

Leaning me down with his arm on my waist and his fingers on my mouth, the monster lined my face up to his throbbing, shivering breeder. «O-oh, god!!» I cried with both ecstasy and fear as I witnessed the lake of cum barely held back in the edges of his urethra. A pillar of steam hit my face and burned it continuously. Still, I kept my eyes open, unable to look away from what was, in the entire universe, the utmost perfect monument of male power. «Jesus fucking Christ!!» I was moaning and whimpering like a starving cub. «It’s fucking bubbling!!»Yeah: the semen was so hot tiny bubbles were sprouting by the hundreds of thousands in the small surface. It was so finger-licking good I couldn’t wait to get a share of that heavenly nectar. “Oh, please, my breeding god!!” I shivered in every fucking inch! “Give me thy nectar!”

My tongue sprouted out violently from my mouth, almost as if it was ripping itself off from the confines of my body. “Uuurh!!” Still eating me out with unbreakable purpose, the monster grunted as my eight-inch-thick (at its widest) tongue penetrated his urethra and bathed on his seed, drinking his milk just like a cat.

«FUCK!!» My eyes squirted tears and semen as waves of yet more brutal, unforgiving pleasure destroyed my sensorial nerves. That was just… sooo fucking much!! My tongue dripped with his semen as it plunged again in the confines of his monster prick, this time hell-bent on exploring the deepest recesses of that ungodly breeding tool. «JESUS FUCKING CHR…!!»

I came, oh, I came and came and came! Did I mention that I came like fucking wild beasts by the millions? ‘Cause I came, fuck yeah, I came and came and came as my tongue plunged whole feet deep into that godly penis! Every pore of my mouth-serpent burned with his magma-semen, yet I wanted more, more, hotter, harder, crueler! I wanted to burn myself to a crisp with that ejaculate that was nothing less than the juice of all life in the universe—and it tasted so fucking perfect!!

The semen overflowed from the urethra as my thick tongue dove deep inside it. Inch after fat, wet inch, the tongue stimulated the scorching channel of power from that studly dick, finally reaching as deep as the upper third of the cock. “Lower!! Lower!!” I came to my god, asking him to “lower me on your godly prick!” With a roar, the monster complied, and my face went down to the powerful dick, my entire face being stretched by its humongous crown.

The helmet of that conquering penis filled every inch of my skull, the pressure so intense I felt there was dick about to come out of my eye sockets! Making wet, gurgling noises, I chewed that dick until the helmet was entering my throat. My tongue, basking in delight, dove deeper into the semen canal, finally reaching the very half of it. «He isn’t coming!» As I felt the semen gently flooding my mouth, I realized my sweet monster was still holding his spunk back.

Cum and squirt splashed from my pussy, with the beast motorboating it furiously and hungrily. “Huumph!! Huumph!!” Was the sound of him splurging and feasting on my cooch, his voraciousness causing our sexual fluids to explode in every direction. I felt his tongue in my stomach; my womb, too, ravished by that serpent, throbbed and swelled side to side with my belly. Every organ in me had been and was still being constantly rearranged by the maddening display of sexual ferocity from that stallion, whose control was such that even with his balls now as big and fat as two basketballs each, and the testicles inside that godly sack weighting over a thousand pounds each, the monster still held all of his cum back—a threatening, though subtle promise, indeed, of the insane power of his eventual release.

Flexing my muscles, I decided to enjoy myself a little on that prick. «After all, he’s holding back for a reason.» I smiled. «Ain’t gonna disappoint my god stud!» Feeling his powerful hands on my waist, knowing that he was still preparing a few more surprised for me, I took a deep breath and began to make my whole insides dance! *Bruuum!!* Like hundreds of cruise ships inside me, my body roared! *Boom!!* The entire room vibrated, and even my stud paused his licking and sucking for a bit, astounded by what was still a simple, even unconscious display of power from his female. With all my insides roaring and rumbling, I felt my lungs contract, my abs harden, and then all the cum flow up through that prick. The beast roared, finally taking his mouth off my snatch and receiving a massive jet of lube in his face.

The cum invaded my mouth with gusto. I was sucking that beast straight from the source. «Mm, delicious!!» The cum invaded my throat, then kept flowing up to my stomach, bursting like a lazy magma into the organ. My womb was warmed up by the presence of the juice. Even though I was upside down, at no point did the cum have any problem flowing up; all my walls moved and danced so as to create a constant upward pressure; so, the cum just kept flowing, with my sucking growing stronger and greedier by the minute.

«I want his dick!» I felt the muscles of my jaw almost hurt with the pressure! «I want to eat him whole!!» My tongue descended inch after inch as my entire body was pulled deeper into the massive cock. My throat was distended enormously, with every massive, aggressive vein of that prick clearly delineated through my skin. «Delicious, godly dick! Come entirely to your momma!!» I pulled myself deeper and deeper, penetrating that urethra now forty-inches deep. The seed, which was so hot that it could melt lesser metals, became hellishly so near its source. As my face approached the testicles, my eyes watered up with both all the steam and the emotions inside me. «They’re… t-they’re…!!» I was squirting in awe! «They are the testicles of a god!!»

Smooth, oval, and each as massive as a baby elephant, the inhumane testicles kept pumping seed, more and more seed into the sack, though at an uneven pace, clearly disturbed by my powerful sucking. Every time my body exerted a immense pressure in the rod, coaxing hundreds of gallons of seed through it, *booom!,* the balls stopped throbbed, and instead they decreased a little in size and were lifted up a little higher between the legs, coming closer to the god’s rigid ass. I sucked them harder, and the balls came higher. The semen flowed endlessly through the penis, the massive veins around the testicles finally becoming a little visible as the massive tanks were emptied by my power.

«God!!» My body quickly sank twenty inches on the rod, with my tongue finally reaching the base of all that pillar of jizz. In a new, unique way, the tip of my tongue was near the ducts connecting the penis to the testicles, and I finally felt that my deepest, filthiest fantasy could become a reality: «I’m finally going to drink his seed straight from the source!!»

The monster, however, didn’t know what to make with all those sensations. Sometimes his grunts were of pure ecstasy; sometimes, of pure fear and even pain: “ooaaarh!!” Often times, they were just really difficult to decipher, with his eating of my pussy becoming more ferocious even as his grunts seemed to be just painful ones. «Alright, big boy. No time for being a lady.» My entire body shivered in anticipation. «Sorry-o, but I got to find out what it tastes like!!» Grabbing that massive man-meat with my hands, I pulled myself deeper in the dong, making its helmet burst into my stomach and my head sink past the halfway-mark in the penis.

My tongue entered the main, central duct which connected all other ducts in the penis. Thousands and tens of thousands of ducts, many as thick as arms, coalesced into that super central highway of cum, and my tongue was now bathing in it. «God!! Oh, god!!» Squirting tears and cum through my eyes, I began to experience a supernatural orgasm: it was not just every nerve in my body that was cumming; it was every ethereal matter in my soul that now was cumming with the intensity of five thousand mares being well fecundated by the universe’s most powerful, virile stallions. My orgasms sort of collapsed into themselves, creating an endless feedback look of orgasms that only grew stronger at every layer of existence—much like looking at a reflection in two parallel mirrors. I was fucking dying!! «Godgodgodgod-GOOOOOOD!!!» After that, my mind collapsed in an endless stroboscopic effect, and the billions of images I saw in front of my would basically have given any other human being an instant epileptic attack. Still, my body kept sinking in the penis, and my tongue ventured forth within the smaller ducts that bifurcated from the central canal.

The semen there was dozens to hundreds of times hotter than magma; even my superpowered skin began to truly hurt when exposed to such sollar pressure and heat. «AAAAAHHH!!!» In my mind, I felt the worst pain of my life, but the agony propelled stronger jets of orgasm out of my pussy, meaning that even the worst of fates serves as fuel to my filthy orgasms. «I WANT TO DIE ON THIS FUCKING SEMEN!!!» I began to suck and suck and suck, and the balls, once always so heavy they never moved past the bull’s knees, sprouted up violently and smacked against the ass cheeks of the inhuman stud

“God!!!” The beast grunted, and his entire body shivered in overwhelming pleasure. I was yet again taking over that powerful god—yet this time I wasn’t even conscious of what I was doing. «Sorry, my love, but I gotta…!!» These thoughts, by the way, are a mere invention of my writing now; it was impossible for me to think or even feel anything coherent back then, in my infinitely orgasming state. «Sorry, my love, but I gotta drink you all!!» Sinking my teeth on the sturdy cock, I pulled myself deeper and deeper and deeper in the dick, feeling the crown of the penis unroll every inch of guts in my body and then, finally…

“ROOARR!!!” It surprised my monster by hitting him in the face as it burst through my anus.

«Eat yourself, my god, as you penetrate the guts of your woman fully!» I laughed diabolically as my body, acting on its own, just kept automatically eating that man out. The monster took his mouth and tongue from my body, adding tremendous orgasms to my already endless cumming with the sensation that sudden vacuum. Staring at his penis piercing my anus, he saw boatloads of cum bursting from the urethra without him even cumming; my suction continued, harder than ever, and the flow of spunk was like a gentle, but fat and voluminous waterfall perpetually overflowing from his urethra. Smacking his lips, the monster leaned forward and at his own prick. His lips met my iron ass cheeks as I kept pulling myself deeper and deeper, seeing just how farther I could feasibly go.

«GOD!! MY GOD!!» My cumming was so fucking mad my eyes were bleeding, and then many pores in my body began to drip with blood as vein after vein was popped with the intense pressure of my pleasure. When I said I was going to kill myself with orgasms, I fucking mean it, damn it! «All!! Gimme all!! Give me all that cock!!» My hands met a surface so hot that clouds of steam burst from their palms. «AAAH…!!!» I had managed what no woman on Earth could achieve: I had penetrated myself into that dick fully, with my hands now scooping the bottom of the man’s testicles. «Jesus…!!!» My pussy became an gatling gun of squirt, lubes splashing and spraying everywhere as my mouth reached the very base of that dick—and then wait a little beyond, forcing my lips against the crotch and the inner thighs of the stud. «JESUS FUCKING CHR-!!» I must have fainted at that point, for my memories of the following seconds—or minutes—is just a series of broken images followed by gradually longer periods of terrifying darkness.

The juice kept flowing, with my tongue sliding between the balls through one of the thousands of ducts in them. Every bit of my being, even when dying with orgasms, still sucked the cum, and now even more strongly as I felt its heavenly flavor of its birthing place. I could feel the upstream of cum as it was pumped by the testicles themselves, and the two sexual gonads, each as massive as an obese five-year-old, throbbed intensely underneath all the layers of cum stored in the sack. «FUCK!!» My tongue was massacred by the countless pumping of those gonads every second. «These beasts… they throb faster than the flapping of a hummingbird’s wings!!»

The legs and crotch, the entire lower half of that monster’s body was beyond just ripped and muscular; all of the stud’s veins were concentrating there to feed the massive testicles enough nutrients for that crazy sperm production. Every time a new super load of scorching semen was pumped into the sack, you could hear deep, growling *blurbs* and *bloorshs* deep within and around the testicles. It was such an awe-inspiring thing to hear the testicles of a real man working out in real time; the semen production so vivid, every detail of it striking my senses. “F-fuck!!” Semen oozed and exploded from my every hole. “You p-perfect being! You p-perfect… god!!” My face was pushed against the iron skin of the massive sack, then battered by the frenzied beating of the orgasming testicles.

Deep within my femalehood, I felt a strange emptiness and dryness. The throat of the monster bloated one last time before resting on its natural girth and vibrating only with the spasmic movements of his tongue inside me. As I felt his massive tongue filling up my womb completely, like I had an elephant baby inside me, I realized, to my shock and amazement… «fuck!! I’m empty!» The last vestiges of spunk burst out of the man’s nostrils, with him drinking now only the juices I kept squirting at oceanic rates.

“Delicious little whore.” He took his mouth out of my snatch and beheld my penetrated being. “I’ve cleaned up all the semen I had come in your pussy and your womb.” Intensely he stared upon his man-meat protruding out of my anus. “Still, I’m not even half full.” I could hear him licking up his lips. “I guess I’m gonna drink myself through your body.”

Upon hearing those calm, yet confident words, I unloaded galactic jets of squirt in his body, unable to detain him from opening his mouth wide and accommodating the helmet of his cock inside it. «Oh, god, yeah!! My deepest fantasies finally coming…!!” I unloaded and unloaded and unloaded, damn!! I was a squirting machine! “They’re finally coming to fruition!!”

The monster pushed himself deeper into the cock, eating his own manhood until it reached his throat, and, with powerful grunts, he let his balls go. I felt an atomic explosion coursing through my body. The cock widened in a snap, its ten inches of width turning into fifteen, and every membrane of my body was stretched to the max by that swelling rod as it ejaculated like a volcano.

The semen exploded from my man’s mouth and nose at planet-cracking speeds. If he shot that load against any of the walls surrounding us, fuck, they would have been holed without resistance. Instead, he fed himself with his voluminous loads, pressing my face harder against his hyper-testicles as they unloaded gallons… nah, fuck that: entire oceans of fresh sperm into his system. I was wild beyond my deepest… you know what? Fuck, I’m out of words! I was just cumming and cumming and cumming… even if I was an orgasm machine who could do nothing else but to cum, even after an entire life I wouldn’t have cummed so hard and so many times as I did then and there, in a single fraction of a second. I guess I was literally dying and being revived every fucking second, judging by how many times my spirit seemed to jump between the real world and a heaven (and also hell) of sorts every fucking second!

My monster began to grow, with his stomach holding thousands of gallons of his seed despite his digestive system’s nigh-miraculous hyper activity. Everything was white around us, the steam from our bodies creating a deadly fog for any lesser critter. At that point in time, only the proper Studs of the aliens could come into that place without dying instantly.

I came. I cried. I tried to aid the monster by using my body and my muscles to pump more and more powerful gallons of seed through his prick, but the monster once again surprised me by tightening the grip of his hands around my waist and then… fuck, how the fuck did he know that?! Out of nowhere, the beast began to squeeze and massage my waist in such a masterful way that the seed began flowing twice as fast and three times as bulky! «Daaaamn…!!!» I felt my face moving slightly away, then into the sack again many times per second; not only was the monster turning me into a living semen-collection mechanism, he was also pumping me on his mega-cock like a sex-toy—his whole demeanor saying “don’t worry, babe. I got this. I got it all!” before his movements became even more ferocious, even more ludicrous, even more orgasm-inducing.

He sucked himself though my body for five minutes until he finally began to shit his semen out through his anus, and then for ten more minutes until he considered himself satisfied and announced, through the slightest change in his motions, that he was going to change position again. “My beautiful whore!” He freed his face from his cock and let the seed tear hole on the titanium ceiling. Huge chunks of semen hit my head like cannon balls and he firmed his hands on my waist and prepared himself to pull out. “I’m full with my god sperm. Now, it your time to be filled to the brim.”

“Grrr…!!!” In those moments of utmost pleasure, all I could do was grunt and growl. «M-my god…!!!» Despite my animalistic sounds, the Alpha could clearly read my mind.

“Do you want daddy’s cum?” I geysered oceans of squirt in his face as an answer. Smacking his lips with desire, the monster invited himself into my cunt and drank from me, gulping loudly as I pissed cum in his mouth harder than all of Earth’s volcanoes. “Whore! You think you’re squirting on me?” Sliding his monster tongue to fill up all the lower third of my vagina, the monster began to masterfully over-stimulate me while sucking me like a god. “You don’t squirt in me! I suck the squirt out of you!”

I lost all my voice as I tried to scream, but no sound—not even the slightest welp—came out. I felt my organs being pulled to my crotch as the monster sucked the oceans out of my femaledom, not forcing my scorching womb and cunt to behave just like his balls: pulsating beasts of sexual power forcing themselves to produce inhuman amounts of sexual juices. My fertility was astounding, but the Alpha’s virility was far superior: his suctions were both so utterly fast and so ungodly strong that my insides became finally fully dry. As my vagina ejected more hundreds of gallons of lubes in its canal, all the wetness was sucked away by the monster’s hungry mouth, which seemed to contain a black hole deep into his throat.

«Oh, my…!!» Again, my muscles were rebelling. «Fucking… god!!» I could kill that guy if I wanted to. Breaking free from his grip, tightening my cunt around his cock, then milking him to the point of emasculation, pff!, that was, like, child’s game to me. I could literally pump his cock so good that the beast would end up as cockless as an eunuch, his manhood extracted from his muscular crotch by the superior genitals of his infinitely stronger Alpha female, yet… I chose not too. I was an Alpha—the ultimate Alpha—but I was still female, therefore I would never reject a good submission when my male acted the part so fucking well. «Enjoy this moment, my powerful, hungry stallion.» Still fully penetrated by his dick, I moved one arm up behind my back and caressed the huge face of my man. «This pussy’s yours.»

Once the man released my cunt, with a loud boom as his lips parted mine, an explosion of lubricants made the entire place rain with my squirt. The ceiling had now been completely torn up and demolished by our vertical ejaculations, with the walls and ceilings of the floor above now being bent and destroyed by these same unending jets. Moving his fingers around my waist so as to make sure of his grip, the monster pulled me up, and I felt his gargantuan cock “descending” on my body, or rather, its huge sturdy manhood retreating into my anus, folding my intestines back into place, and then finally resting in the middle of my belly, which it immediately filled up even with the smallest of his incontinent orgasms. “How much of daddy’s semen do you want, my horny, muscular daughter?”

Smiling and squirting, I forced the words through my cock-filled mouth: “every drop of it. Empty your balls. All of them.”

The monster complied, and my belly exploded into a barrel containing a hundred thounsand gallons of cum in a fraction of a fraction of a single second. Every hole of my being was exploding with cum, with rocket jets of steamy spunk blasting off my anus after my guts had been swollen to their max by the horse’s valiant discharge.

My man was clearly taking great male pride in fecundating me so brutally. My body just kept growing and growing as he kept unloading his virile seed. As he fucked and seeded my head, with my eyes turned to his abs and my cum-exploding ass turned away from him, showering the place with continental blast of cum, I was given the luxury and the blessing of being able to touch and worship his mighty bull balls, which were just as juicy as ever. «These nuts!» I cupped ‘em babies with my hands, feeling my palms so minuscule next to those massive, supersized eggs. «Fuck, if that ain’t pure virility!» I pulled his sack and shoved it against my neck and my chin, massaging my cum-bursting face with the virile surface of his breeding sack. «Just like fertile women have huge tits full with milk, virile males must have heavy sacks full of cum—and this male, oh… he’s the greatest in the entire universe!»

The monster destroyed every intact piece of wall or ceiling—or any kind of solid surface for that matter—with his gargantuan discharges, after which he panted and withdrew me from his prick, the massive rod leaving my belly and sliding out of my throat in a massive vacuum-induced pull. «F-f-fuuuuck…!!!» My orgasms at that point were beyond creation—if that makes any sense. I had God within my womanhood, and the energy of all the pleasure I felt would suffice to create a few universes from scratch. My nails dug into the iron skin of that muscular breeding machine, with my tongue wanting to lick him and worship him all if the excessive cum, oozing from my every pore, didn’t prevent it. “F-f-fuck!!” The monster lifted me up in the air through my hair. He held my golden locks with a single hand, pulling his freed arm back, with its palm spread wide and open.

He slapped me. *BAAAM!!!* The blow create shockwaves in the direction of the slap, which in turn created waves on the spunk resting on the ground. Holding my hair with that same hand that slapped me, he then pulled his other arm back, leaving its palm spread as wide as before. *BAAAM!!!* With another blow, he create massive shockwaves in the opposite direction of the previous slap. The spunk rose like tsunamis flooding and wrecking the nearby room. Despite their size and destructive power, they were nothing compared to the jizz that exploded out of my mouth, nose, ears, and eyes every time he slapped me.

The monster flexed his arms and curled his fingers as the slaps went on and on for minutes. The entire floor beneath us began to collapse thanks to the shockwaves of those blows, as well as the rumbling of his stallion muscles. I puked and spit cum following every blow. Despite all the pain, I wanted to bit hit “harder… daddy!!”

A little bit of wrath grew in the man’s breast, for he was already giving blows he considered to be quite deadly. “So bit it… whore!!” I tried not to smile as a flurry of slaps and even punches massacred my face, with my head turning from side to side at every second as the monster huffed and puffed with growing passion in those blows. The floor eventually collapsed, with us both brought to the (even more massive) room beneath, which was promptly covered in all the Atlantic Ocean of cum he had just nutted. There, he continued to massacre my face, before turning me sideways and aiming his palms to my massive body.

“Are you pregnant, woman?”

Oh! He was so careful! “Uh-uh… nah.” I spit cum and blood through my lips. “You can go all out, daddy.”

And he did, and by the gods!, at moments I doubted my own strength as the monster aimed not for my belly, but my tits: *BOOOM! BOOM! BOOOM!!* Every repetitive slap and punch made hundreds or thousands of gallons of milk explode in every direction. My tits responded to the challenge by pumping even bigger loads of milk at any time. “He, he!!” As he pulled his arm away and breathed in heavily, panting and sweating after a violent flurry of blows, I laughed, looking at him through the corners of my eyes. “Let’s see… fuck…” I spit blood and (yeah, you guessed it) yet more semen at every word. “Let’s see who’s greatest: my fertility or your virility.”

The monster heaved and weaved heavily, his body at times very close to losing balance. “What, woman?”

I shoo my tits, and jets as thick as telephone poles blasted off my iron-hard, glass-sharp nipples. “Who’s stronger: my tits or your balls.” I looked down to his crotch, seeing those two massive cum tanks as swollen as if he was a virgin—a virgin, virile stallion, poor boy, who had never cum on a single mare… ever! “See my tits, ooh!!” I squeezed them, and the beasts gushed with milk! “So fucking fertile!! Come on!! Punch them!! See who’s…!”

He didn’t allow me to complete. *BOOOOOOM…!!!* With the mighty punch he threw in my tits, milk exploded so hard that the entire place, from top to bottom, without a single square inch left untouched, was painted white. “Fucking whore!!” More powerful blows followed, and the ground once again collapsed and made us fall in a machine or engine room of sorts, which we proceeded to destroy with our ferocious fucking/wrestling match.

The savagery went on for hours. The masters of the towers couldn’t contain their despair: “we’ve got breaches in every room! We’re been taken off course and out of orbit! Do you hear us, you two fucks? You’re gonna destroy this place!!”

“Yeah, yeah, yada, yada.” I puked blood in my man’s face, jiggling my body to taunt him. “Come bog, big stallion!” I hardened my abs. “Hit ‘em sexy abs! Hit them hard, come on! Give the worst your fists can do!”

He punched my abs so through that his fist made a bulge on my back. I was sent flying through several walls of titanium until one of them finally managed to break my flow. One I took my face out of the bent metal, I laughed: “oh, yeah!!” I spit blood in the air. “Fuck yeah, baby, oh!!” My pussy was squirting like craaaazy-eeeh! “Fuck, gimme you power!! Give me more of your…” The monster came right behind me and punched me through the wall again. He massacred and savaged my body with mountain-cracking blows for hours until the station began to descent—he, he, ‘descend!’ What a fancy way to say ‘crash!’—into the planet, and we were all scattered on the planet’s paradisical plains once the satellited collided and exploded in it.

For a moment, once we stood on our feet immediately after the crash, the monster looked at me with terror, yet I replied with only a calm, confident smile. “Don’t worry, baby.” I winked. “Our kids are all right.” I stood on my two feet, shivering and wobbling a little, bruised and covered in blood, but otherwise unscathed, offering my body for another beating. “Come on. Take me. Wreck me up.” I bowed to him. “I’m your fucking sex doll, my stud. You can even destroy me, if you see fit. I have no rights. I have no will. I have no dignity or life except that which you give me.” I pointed to my abs, offering them again for his mighty blows. “Brutalize me, daddy. Ruin me. Punch me through the core of this fucking planet.” I spread my legs a little, making a little dance, jiggling and giggling like a little girl, barely able to contain my excitement. “Fucking annihilate me!”

He did, but now in the way I expected. “You stupid… beautiful cunt.” He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up, and then he inserted his prick on my cunt again, stretching me up and hosing my womb with his seed. I came and cried and despaired, feeling his magma semen jets as strong as cannon shots within me.

“Fuck all this power!!” Tears were squirted through my eyes, but the huge monster hadn’t even started to work out his filthy plan.

“Shut up, you fucking cunt.” He casually pulled me up and took me out of his penis, leaning his cock forward and aiming its geysering urethra to my torso. “Fucking drown on my junk!” He unleashed his torrents of semen, covering me completely in jizz in, like, less than one thousandth of a second, and then just cumming and cumming and, oh, cumming so hard, so virile, such a powerful fucking man!

“Ye-yeaaah, d-daddy!!” I screamed inside the cocoon of cum as he just kept unloading his tanks on me. Fuck, that horse had an endless reservoir of semen! It got me so hot! At times, my squirting was even more powerful than his cumming—but that’s because he wasn’t even trying to shoot hard. If he did, I doubt if my body would end up in one piece after a single of his massive loads.

Rivers and waterfalls of semen ran through the dense forest around us, uprooting most of the trees and burning a few others. It’s ironic how the broth that gave my womb life was the same that anihiliated all life on whatever planet we chose to fuck. Within a minute, that God of Semen had cummed an entire Black Sea of jizz, not even getting nearly as tired as he did before—almost as if the act of cumming relaxed and rejuvenated his body, his muscles brimming with so much endless energy. “Whore!” He turned my body around and came his loads all over me. Layer after layer of heavy cum built on top of my skin, adding about a hundred thousand pounds of semen to my now ‘modest’ three thousand pounds of muscle mass. And then he just kept cumming and cumming and cumming…

“Oo-ooh!!” And cumming and cumming and cumming!

He turned me upside down and rubbed his urethra against my face. Then… shot, shot, shot!! He unleashed the burning seed on my face, as if wanting to peel it off with his semen. “Grr!! Mmrmm!!” He grunted, so masculine, and in my delirium of cum I still raised my hands to his body and worshiped his every perfect, divinely-sculpted muscles. He was such a stud, such a god, fuck! Such a perfect paragon of masculinity!

“Fuck! Grr! Oh, roooaar!!” Veins sprawled and throbbed all over his monumental physique, his feet sinking on the ground below us as his body weight surpassed the twenty thousand pounds. The god’s balls had become as huge as elephant babies; they had so much cum that even his massive penis, now at sixteen inches of width and covered with more veins than the entire body of a hippopotamus, couldn’t even shoot them all! His balls were swelling, and in my mind I fancied them literally exploding will all that excess jizz, creating a perpetual storm of cum all over the planet.

«Oh, J-Jesus!! Fuck!» I kept my mouth opened and gulped all the cum he shot at me. When that wasn’t the case, I used my lips and my sixty-inch tongue to slurp on and drink all the semen glued to his body—not that this was ever the case, as his tanks were just eager to always feed me, and their reserves were literally unlimited. «Feed me, daddy!! Feed me your awesome horse cum!»

He penetrated my womb again and shot his loads on it. I felt the semen gushing out through my pussy, splashing against his awesome abs as he thrust his hips incontinently, almost desperately on me, as if always trying to hold back and not to lose his cool so soon, so hard. “Fuck!!” He roared, and the entire planet felt his cry. Popping his cock out of my swollen cunt, he turned me around and fecundated my ass. He added just the tip at first—the basketball-sized tip—and let his pure loads of semen inflate and unroll all my guts, stomach, and throat. The spunk gushed out of my mouth, and like that it kept gushing as I was anally brutalized. Then, the monster added just a few more inches of prick—then a few more inches a few minutes later, then a few more inches, then a few more, and yet a few more, inches after inches through a whole hour until his cock finally burst free through my mouth and he shot his loads directly into the starry sky. “Whor-ee-aaahh!!” He roared, giving orgasms to my orgasms within my orgasms. He took his prick away and fecundated my womb one more time. Then, he turned me upside down and inserted his prick on my mouth, doing the same thing he did to my anus, but now going the opposite direction. Another hour passed until the cock broke free through my anus and unloaded its oceans of spunk freely in the air. The monster retrieved the prick and fecundated my womb again. I knew what he was doing, and I was loving it! «He can’t batter my body through the outside—I’m just to godly to feel anything. Oooh!!» As I was anally penetrated again, I felt his loads punching and massacring their way through my insides, bursting through my nose, nostrils, and eyes almost like wanting to rip my face apart. «If he can’t do that from outside, he’ll do that from inside out!» I licked my lips while the torrent of cum almost ripped my tongue out. «I love it! Wonder how long his virility will last like that.»

A whole week, it seemed. He penetrated me in every conceivable hole for a full week until half the planet had been covered in his spunk, creating another atmosphere of pure gaseified semen like he did to our previous planets. The monster didn’t want to punish me, I came to admit, but he was rather just relieving himself on my body, his grunts growing less desperate and his loads less destructive as the days went by and he had every nook and cranny of my body drawn on the skin of his breeder. He fecundated even my own ears and nose when the other holes had become too blasé. Huffing and puffing, he allowed all his trauma, all his fears and anguish gush out along with the steam. After a whole week of him using me like a personal cum bucket, he just dropped me on the sea of semen and collapsed with his bed on it, snoozing peacefully as I crawled my way into his muscular pecs.

* * * * *

Jasmine and Lioness helped themselves with my tits as my awesome stud fondled my abs so lovingly. He rubbed his face against my neck and breather his hot, dragon-like breath on it before he kissed it, memorizing my every scent and texture. I turned my head up and locked my lips on his mouth. Our tongues sensuously danced in our mouths, often exploring each other’s throat, occasionally diving into out stomachs and bathing on the sexual fluids still contained in them. Our make-out wasn’t as intense as usual, of course, so as not to disturb the two little goddesses who drank me. Often times, when we became just a little two frisky, one of the babies—usually Jasmine, of course—punch me right in the SIDE and literally took all my hair out, like I had been hit my a car right near the boob. “Fuck, baby girl!” I trembled and panted, and even my husband looked at the baby with a little fear, for he sensed that main pain was honest and my worries about my life were concrete. “Don’t be so rough with mommy, okay?” Jasmine sort of excused herself by suckling my tits with a little less, err, let’s say, ‘savagery,’ but still each suction caused my lungs to bulge closer to my ribcage and my organs guts and stomach to flow up, nearing my tits. “She’s sucking me like a fucking black hole. Ouch, ouch, Lioness, no!” I gave both of them tiny disciplinary slaps, but especially on Lioness, who had just begun sucking me way too hard as she heard my words. “No, please, you two, stop! No competing, okay? Damn! Mommy’s gotta breathe, you muscular monsters!”

The giant embraced me around my waist, his enormous hands cupping my belly, his thumbs fondling my enormous abdominal muscles. He planted slow, careful kisses on my cheeks, his Adam’s apple moving up and down as if he wanted—but dared not—to say something. I turned my face up to look at him and ask: “are you okay now, my love?”

The monster tightened his hug on me, making me feel so delightfully small within his huge, muscular embrace. Damn, his arms and legs, not to mention his oversized cock, they were like a giant bag of muscles I was helplessly sinking in! If there is a Heaven, it is the embrace of a muscular man! The beast breathed down slowly on my neck, planting tiny kitten kisses on it with enormous lips. “Why do you like me?”

My eyes almost never moved away from his from that moment on. “Well, baby, look at you. You’re a god.” I kissed him relentlessly every time he began to get a little to insecure. “Such a massive, well-endowed monster. It’s like I have a horseman full of cum always ready to fecundate me at will! I don’t merely like you, you wild bull! I fucking love you!”

I felt his insides twitching with shock as my words hit him hard. With one hand, he fondled my pussy, and moaning and grunting I allowed many jets of squirt to coat his fingers. He fondled my lips, but didn’t penetrate them, enjoying the sensations of my juices flooding and coating his salami-sized limbs. “Why don’t you move on to the Studs—the real Studs? Not flawed sample like me, but the real sex gods whom I can’t even look at without… cumming like mad… and offering my ass for them to penetrate and fecundate, just like a woman’s?”

Damn, one of my eyebrows was raised so far up I think it pulled the whole half of my face along with it. “What?”

The monster shrugged, finding comfort on my tits, which he massaged at their base (and inadvertently helped the milk flow harder into the mouths of our kids). “They… did me. Many of them. Omega, uh, the other monsters… they rap-” He forced himself to stop, his entire frame becoming that of an afraid little child. “They have harems of thousands of women, each of them. Women not exactly as strong as you, but quite close, and yet they fuck these entire harems on a daily basis, casually, even the weakest of them barely breaking sweat.”

“You mean Omega?”

He nodded with a grunt. “Mm.” I laid my head tenderly on his chest and rubbed my cheeks in the middle of his monstrous pecs. Even at the peak of my power, it was quite a challenge imagining a man stronger, mightier, hornier than that living bull. My beast kept struggling with his words: “they’re gods. They’re mighty… hot… gods of sex.”

I heard booms coming from his crotch, and my eyes turned down to see what it was. I had to contain my giggling as I saw his exhausted shaft throbbing, with the veins pumping scorching blood to reanimate it. “You getting aroused by them, my stallion?” He turned his face away, and I scooped the underbelly of his breeder with one hand, pulling it up to feel its heft and weight. “What did they do to you? Tell me. You think I’m gonna love you less because of your delicate side?”

The monster spread his arms and leaned back, indicating he wanted to get out of there quick, yet he dared not disturb the voracious suckling of their daughter. I massaged the uber-muscular backs of our chimpanzee-sized babies and kissed them in their foreheads, receiving on my face the careful fondling of their loving (yet powerful) hands. “Baby, look at your kids. Look at what your semen has produced.”

“Mm.” His face was filled with heat and color. “Yeah. They’re pretty amazing.”

We both heard their suckling like submarine engines: a powerful, unending rumbling of a beast always one step away from attacking. Their muscles throbbed and danced on their bodies, covered with veins thicker than fingers. At that early age—barely a month old—they were actually quite hideous things (except for their faces, of course), like spheres of pure muscle and almost no fat. Still, that only went to show how godly those girls would become.

I kissed my man’s pec and suckled on his nipples, sometimes licking them and flicking them with my tongue and purring to show my approval. “Baby, you can be weak with me. You can be sensible and tender… I actually prefer that.” He grunted, and I stimulated his huge balls with my foot. “Are you afraid you’re going to lose your libido, somehow? That you’re going to underperform or fail at your male duties? Is that what you fear?” My massaging became a little too vigorous, prompting the balls to unload such huge volumes of seed in the sack that even my babies were a little startled. I only chuckled and purred on his iron breast. “For starters, you can’t. That’s not me saying you should always be virile and stuff; you literally cannot not be virile! Look at this!” I squeezed his monster balls, and the gravy-thick semen just kept piling up around the tests. “You’re sad and depressed, yet even them your balls swell,” I touched his monster cock, throbbing at twenty-eight inches of semi-hardness, “even them, mm!, your cock harden.”

“Gnarh! Please, woman, stop.” He half-heartedly moved my hand and feet away from his potent genitals. “Our kids are drinking.” I just kept smiling at him. “What?” I just kept smiling in silence. “Mm, what? What silly smile is that, woman?”

“You would take me right here, right now again, wouldn’t you,” I spread my legs, and my pussy juices flowed down his crotch, bathing his testicles, “if our kids weren’t around?”

His face twitched and his lips twirled, and he tried looking away, finding excuses to change the topic, but soon he just sighed and looked at me with a reluctant smile. “Yeah.”

“Yeah?” I fondled his cheeks, raising one eyebrow. “Yeah?” He looked at me. I was biting one lip. He penetrated my fanny with one finger—just one finger!—and I felt like a horse was penetrating me. “Aaah!!” I bit hit and sank my nails on his skin, hearing his muscles rumbling as his body was held at bay before his own growing arousal.

“I would tear you in half.” He pulled me up to his face, masturbating me slowly, yet constantly with his one finger. My pussy regurgitated mad volumed of creamy juice, bathing his whole lower torso. “My mare. My strong, juicy mare.”

“Oh, fuck. Stop, please.” I was all moans and gasps, filling my kids emptying my tits much harder. The monster lifted me up to his face and whispered on my ear:

“I’m feeling more powerful now. Bet I can fuck you through the core of this planet.”

I orgasmed. Loud juices blasted off on his fingers, and my cries disturbed even my kids, who punched me in the guts so I just shut up. “Oooh, babies, babies, uuuh!!” I bit my lips violently. “I’m s-so… oh, I’m s-s-soo, soo… mm!! So sorry!! Fuck!!” I gave the cheeks of my monster very tiny slaps. “Baby, please, calm down, calm down.”

“Right, bitch.” He unplugged his penis-sized finger from my cunt, and the sudden emptiness caused me to orgasm hard and abruptly before feeling an all-encompassing coolness in my nerves.

“Gee… Jesus… fuck!!” I laughed. “God, you’re so fucking good!!” I heard him chuckle, the contractions of his chest sounding (and feeling) like earthquakes under my face. “Dude, you’re a god. Don’t be afraid… to be afraid… to be sensible and delicate next to your woman.” Just like that, in a mighty transformation, he was like an hesitant puppy again. “You will never fail your manly duties, no matter how you feel.” I slid down on his body, feeling his massive abs massaging my back, and pushed my pussy against his penis, stretching my labia up and oozing pints of cream on his dong. “You will always be a potent, semen-filled breeder. Your cum is infinite. You will wash my pussy and flood my pussy with it whenever you want, however you want it!”

“Yeah. But…” He just stopped, fondling the cheeks of your babies with the massive fingers of his dry hand. “But…”

I laid a palm on his cheek and pulled his face to me. “Regardless of that… even if you, by some miracle (or curse) never feel like fucking me again… you don’t have to worry, baby.” My muscles roared. “I will fuck you.” My pussy bit his cock and actually bent if surface, causing the man to grunt and shiver in the beginnings of a sharp pain. “If all you want to do forever is do lay down like a doll, I’m cool with that.” I had to use every bit of willpower in my being so that my muscles didn’t crush that man’s body with their swelling and their power. Fuck, my lioness was awaking! Waves of heat were bursting from my pores, expelled by the energy that was growing and piling up. I had to be quick and careful, lest I wanted my beast to awaken and wreak havoc on my poor stud’s body. “Baby, I don’t know what you think about me, but I’m a stud.”

He raised one eyebrow. “You’re a stud?” I nodded with a very horny face. “Mm, you’re a stud?”

“You doubt it?” I slid my fingernail on his pec. “After all I did to you? You still doubt it?”

“No. I don’t doubt… you’re… you’re…”

I giggled and covered his chest with kisses. “Baby, I’m stronger than you. There’s nothing wrong with that.” I saw his face battling against the suffering. “Baby, I love being in charge. Always. I’m not a little girls who likes to top once in a while.” I sucked and bit my lips. “I am the top! Always!” I made sure to never let his face go without fondling for too long. “If I let you top me, it’s because I’m not one to turn out new experiences. And, after all, we gotta be generous during sex: you gimme some, I give you some.” I stretched all over his torso, making my back muscles push against his, massaging his firm physique with my involuntary flexing. “But, baby, I’m a stud. No.” I pulled his face and forced him to look at me. “I’m the stud. Do you see those muscles?”

My entire body rumbled. Veins popped and boomed all over my sculptural physique. There was a gentl gulping on my monster’s throat as he sheepishly nodded and murmured “mm.”

I made my biceps swell threateningly. My body was so hard and hot it made rumbling noises, like a machine tuning up. “I can make them swell again. I can make myself bigger and stronger than you in a few minutes. All I need…” My body trembled, “is a little flex.” He gulped some more. “You don’t get it, do ya?” I pulled his face for a kiss. His mouth ceded to mine without resistance. My lips spread his own apart, and my tongue protruded inside him to give him a taste of my power and arousal. “I’m the man here. Really. You can test my will, if you want to.”

“Test your…?” I forced his mouth shut by placing a few fingers under his jaw. Without realizing, my body had indeed grown a little just with that casual display of authority, going from 8ft5in to right past 9ft of height. My muscles ballooned with five hundred extra pounds of mass, which made a sensible change by making his back sink a little lower in the ocean/divan of semen he was laying on. My massive rear oppressed is humongous genitalia; no matter how big and hard he was, my ass already made his penis look merely ‘adequate,’ and my hardness could easily supplant his with a few deeper breaths and awesome flexes.

Taking his hand, I pushed his palm against my ten-pack washboard abs. “If you want to spend the rest of your days wearing skirts and lifting up your ass so that momma here can fuck you good… baby, you do you. You can be a girly girl and I will still love you. Heck, I will still desire the fuck out of you!” I lifted my arms and worshiped his face and torso, cupping his dangling testicles with my feet and making him grunt with my vivacious massages. “Yeah, of course, I’m still only a human at heart, and I definitely have my selfish desires. The biggest of them might be your bod. Oh, this awesome bod of yours!” I stuck my tongue out, and with ease I managed to lick his face and his swollen, iron throat; that pillar of meat was always so hot and hard, almost like a second cock. “I love you… but I cum for your body. This body of a human horse… a Greek god… fuck, no! You could literally fuck a Greek god with is, for your body is just…” My feet were delighting themselves on the heavy weight of his huge, semen-swollen testicles. “So! Fucking! Big!!”

“But the Studs…”

I shut him up again, making sure to let him feel the firm grip of my fingers on his chin—and to know that I could turn that grip deadly at any second. “Yeah, the Studs are probably bigger than you, harder than you, much manlier than you.” I looked at him. “So what?” I let him speak. “Mm? So what, baby?”

After a looong wait and a looot of reluctance… “I mean… they are much more manly than I am, so… you will love them the most.”

“No.” I got his face. “No. Hey, baby, no. I will fuck them, that’s for sure, and I will lay them like a sex goddess, just like I will lay every virile, fertile creature I find in my wake, but I will always love you. No matter what, no matter whom…” I lifted myself to his face and gave him a caring kiss. “I will always love you, my baby stud.”

He cupped my breasts and fondled them as he kissed me back. I let him invite himself to my mouth and dominate my throat with his tongue, his breath becoming faster and heavier as he felt more and more of my tits. Lioness, to my surprise, too her mouth out of my gushing tits and literally guided the hand of my man to it, letting him have all of the awesome bosom. “Daddy… take.” He mumbled. “Mommy… is of daddy.”

He smiled. Jasmine soon followed, almost crushing my man’s wrist as he aggressively guided his other hand to my tits. Milk blasted between his fingers, soon turning his whole huge hands into massive vanilla pies.

“Wow.” He gazed upon the red, hurt mark on his wrist. “You’re really strong, little one.” Jasmine gave him that grim so cocky that it basically begged for a punch, yet quickly she climbed on his shoulder and hugged his face to cover him with endless, hungry kisses.

“Daddy.” She looked into his eyes and kissed them too. “I am… your favorite?”

I had to cover my mouth so as not to laugh at that. My body was soon hurt by Lioness’s feet as she climbed me up and stood on my man’s other shoulder, worshiping the other side of his face. “Daddy… I am your favorite. ‘Kay, daddy?”

My man laughed as he took his milk-dripping hands off my tits and scooped both kids with them. He moved them over his face like they were two telephone handles in his grip. “Come here, you!” He them pulled Lioness to his face and blew air into her muscular tummy, causing her to burst out of laugher as even Jasmine smiled with fun. “And you here, my little monster.”

“Oh, daddy…” She was too laughing out loud as her father blew on her belly, and then he alternated blows between the children before covering their faces with strong, loud kisses.

“I will never have any favorites, you two. All of my kids…” He looked at me, “are my favorites!” I smiled back at him, my eyes filling with tears, and I scooped a few pints of my heavy, thick, creamy milk with my fingers, then lifted my hands to his face. I smeared the milk in his lips, prompting him to open his mouth and suck the milk out of my fingers until they were shinny and clean. He then leaned down to me, and our mouth met on another long, passionate kiss.

Daddy returned his kids to my tits. They suckled me much less intensely as they slowly fell into sleep. We both gazed upon each other for hours while snuggling with those beautiful babies and admiring their hard, swollen, muscular bodies. “Our girls are so beautiful.”

“Yeah.” I shook my head with haughty pride. “They are going to become stronger than even the strongest Stud of these aliens.” I felt my heart shiver a bit. “Seedmaker.” I looked up, sensing the darkness regrowing in my husband’s breast. “Baby, did they hurt you? These Studs? You almost said they’d raped you.”

“Well… uh… they can be a little rough.”

I touched his face. My eyes left no doubt about my seriousness—maybe even my wrath. “Baby, did they ever do things that you didn’t want done to you?” I fondled him while feeling his eyes descent into great sadness. “Did I ever make you feel bad? Inadequate? Not like a real man?”

He looked to all directions, wanting to escape, but eventually he just nodded and let go a painful, broken welp. “Y-yes…”

He cried. His tears hit my face like marbles made of pure steel, and I had to go up and kiss and worship him for many minutes until he started to feel good again.

It didn’t work—not quite, I mean. With my kiss, he began to sob and literally shower my face with his tears. My babies woke up in the middle of all that pain, and immediately they left the tits so they could comfort their father. I blocked their way: “no.” I kissed them both, pointing to the spaceship in the horizon. “Lioness, Jasmine, go back to the ship and ready it for departure. We’re going back to your siblings and…”

“Please, honey. N-no…” He cried, his cracking, grave voice making me feel such anguish in my breast!

“Shh, my love, shhh.” I kissed him, drinking the tears from his lips. “You cry on mommy’s breast as hard as you want, okay? Mommy’s got everything covered for you.” I assaulted his lips with harder and longer kisses, feeling his cock pulse while my kids clang to my biceps, ready to go back to the ship. “Gimme a minute, just a minute, okay?” I turned to my babies. “Go. Wait for us there. We need to head back, after all. I had one week of milk stored for your siblings, and the juice will be over any moment now.” I kissed them both one last time. “Can you do this for mommy, huh? My beautiful babies!” I saw them going away, already so independent and on their own. “Give us an hour or two, okay?” Immediately, then… “heeey, baby, heeey!” I fondled the giant’s face. He almost couldn’t believe what I was doing to him. Turning my body to face him, and climbed on his torso and cupped one massive breast with one hand. “Guess what mommy’s got for you.”

“H-honey…!” He tried to deflect me, but his lips couldn’t resist as I pushed my breast against them.

“Ooh!” I felt the twinge of pleasure abrasing my whole chest as the monster immediately, almost automatically began to suck me dry. It was always easy to forget his unholy strength once I got too arrogant with my own powers: “oh, daddy!! Daddy!!” The milk made thunderous sounds as it invaded his mouth. The beast’s head was far larger than a bull’s; I caressed it and kissed it as he ate up the whole front half of my tits, sucking it so hard that I felt my breast nearly hitting the back of his throat. “Jesus Christ!! Oh, fuck!!” My pussy began to shower his abs continuously with hot, steamy juice. “Jesus fuck… oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!!” I became short of breath. “Oh, Jesus, stud!!”

Milk burst from his nostrils and the sides of his lips as he bloated his own cheeks with the nectar. Through his throat, crunching sounds of the heavy honey flowing down, collapsing loud and heavily into his supersized stomach. My poor boy was still crying, though I made sure to comfort him with endless kisses and a vigorous fondling in his face—while trying so hard to not lose my cool, to not get too carried away in the pleasure that was making my pussy almost spark with pure orgasms. “Jesus… Christ!!”

The beast was suckling milk harder than the tits could produce. Granted, Lioness and Jasmine, those two hungry felines, had sucked my breasts for four hours continuously up to that point, yet their strength was noticeably inferior to even the most casual sucking of my stud: with his gorgeous tongue, he cupped the lower side of my breast inside his mouth and squished it; milk blasted into his mouth and through his nostrils in powerful, hose-like jets, and I heard the liquid exploding like the blast of a rocket. Soon, I had to pat the monster in the back of his head so that he changed tits, lest he wanted to turn that one breast into a flappy, worn-out worm. “Baby!! Oh, b-baby boy, my o-other… ooh!… my other breast, please!!” I bit my lips and rolled my eyes as the monster changed tits. If I hoped for an easier time, damn, I was shocked to feel his suckling now double as hard, with the milk blasting thrice was strong, and my tits being almost ripped from my chest, with my veins and arteries concentrating around its area to feed the organ with all the necessary nutrients for milk production. My breasts, at that point, were more fertile than a farm factory of ten thousand cows constantly churning out whole tanks of milk.

I laughed. Kissing my baby on his forehead, I whispered to him amidst the many orgasms and moans: “baby stud, can you take mommy to the spaceship?” I humped my ass over his genitalia and teased his monstrous thighs with my feet. “Can you carry m-? Uuh-ooah!” Instantly, he stood up, lifting myself on his arms, cradling me on his monstrous, super muscular, hyper virile chest like a baby, and then straddling along the sea of hot semen towards the big ship awaiting for us. “Good boy!!” I cooed and kissed him, rubbing his humongous biceps with my hands. “So strong!! Oh, my god!!” I grabbed his shaft with my feet. That huge, thick breeding machine! It was so massive my feet couldn’t touch around its girth! “Fuck!! Virile! So virile!!”

Our eyes crossed in a few brief moments. They were filled with desire. Making his way into the ship, the monster stained the metal floor with buckets of semen leaking through his body. His penis, too, was pissing out gallons of precum, which only made the level of fluids in the place rise as the ships engines were just warming up.

“C-can you p-please…?” A unison of meek voices came through the ship’s audio systems, “not?? T-this ship cannot resist your level of, uh… copulation.”

I threw an angry look at the ship’s speaker system, but had to sadly comply with it. “My… oooh!! My stud!” The monster changed tits whenever he felt one was getting too small and too strained for milk, and when he did so blasts of my nectar exploded into the ship, splashing on its walls and ceiling while also covering his face in pure white. “P-please…” I gave him a cocky smirk. “L-let’s not be too savage okay?” I kissed his cheeks. “Not right now.”

The monster grunted and puffed, looking up to me with his red, saddened eyes while the tears still flowed down from them and my tits hosed his massive chest with wave after wave of creamy milk. I kissed him, and, placing my hand on the back of his head, I pulled him back to my tits. “Don’t stop, my wonderful stud. Eat me. Drink me.” Still, he relucted. “Hey, come, come, now.” My lips moistened longingly his cheeks. “I’m your mommy. Drink your mommy.” I immediately felt his penis getting hard, pressing against my iron ass cheeks and pulling my entire body up. The giant stud puckered his lips, yet still hesitated.

I grabbed my right breast with one hand and squeezed it. The milk exploded into his face in a delirious sample of my full fertility. With my other hand, I took advantage of his shocked expressions and pulled his head in, fitting my tits into his mouth and squishing my milk directly into his throat. “Sit, puppy, sit.” As I moaned and orgasms, the monster just collapsed there, on the floor, bending the metal under his ass and then the wall behind his back as he leaned on it. Spreaking his humongous legs wide open, he just sat there, eyes rolling back, suckling me like a kid.

My pussy was probably going to be the biggest problem in that ship, not my tits or his gargantuan, body-breaking cock. I was squirting mad jets of pleasure at such great volumes that the room became a shallow pool of womb cream. The ship’s drainage systems did their best to clean out all the excess liquids, but still I had to find a way to control myself, lest I wanted to ship to explode in outer space.

Out from the side of the room, I heard a beautiful voice: “mommy?” Big, powerful Jasmine was standing there, on her two (muscular) legs, peeking at us through the crack of a door. I waved her away: “hey, big baby… aah!!!” The pleasure… fuck! My pussy hosed another big one on his body as he sucked me and devoured me. “P-please, leave mommy and daddy. Uuuh…!!” I bit my lips so hard as to draw blood from them again. “Mommy and daddy a’gonna make sweet, naughty love again.”

Already with the maturity of a twenty-year old, my one-month-old baby just turned around and sealed the door behind her, leaving us to moan and orgasm harder as the heat within my man’s massive body only grew and burned like a solar flare. The ship’s engines roared. We took flights. “God!!” My muscular, ripped arms involuntarily fumbled on the man’s incredibly thick legs, grabbing his cock and lifting him up. “Penetrate me!!”

He did so, and his speed and effortlessness alone made me hose him with cream: the entire conjunction of movements barely took two seconds as he lifted me up, grabbed his monstrous cock and, still suckling and drinking my tits like a whole banquet of fertility, he inserted his (mostly soft) penis in my pussy, which was stretched loudly and painfully by his incredible womb eater. “Oooooh… GOD!!!” I lost my fucking shit! “By the gods!! Oh, oh, oh, ooooh!!!” One blast of pussy cream splashed on his abs for every burst of multiple orgasms that penis caused on me. He was soft, almost entirely so, yet my pussy was re-stretched by a crown sider than eight inches and penetrated by about ten inches of a pillar much harder than titanium. That monster, when soft, had the endowment of a about thirty rock-hard breeding bulls.

Our eyes connected when the wardens announced our departure: “lifting off. P-please, behave.” The ship took flight, and through the whole two-hour journey we humped and fumbled and kissed each other’s body while trying so hard to not destroy the space-faring vessel with our explosive orgasms.

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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.”

~ To be continued

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[NSFW/+18!] Seedmaker

Chapter 1 – The Experiment

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

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

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

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

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

“Yes.”

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

“Yes.”

“And inflation…”

“That will be taken into account.”

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

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

“Oh, wow.”

“Do we have a deal?”

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

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

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

“Mm.” I pondered. “Makes sense.”

“Do you accept out terms, then?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Would our lady like some…”

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

“Mm, yes, my lady.”

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

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

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

“Well, can I at least touch myself?”

“Negative.”

“Oh, come on!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yes. Babies.”

“Fuck.”

“Do you accept our offer?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I’m so sorry, milady.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Correction: the beast wasn’t hard, but still hardening, and no damage at all could be spotted in all its gargantuan length. The monstrous cock grew and throbbed, as “damaged” as anyone would be after a light breeze, and then the monster puffed more clouds of scorching steam as it looked at me with a really annoyed expression.

“Feel relaxed yet?” For the first time, I heard his thunderous voice. “Good.” He cracked his knuckles. “Let’s breed.”


Chapter 2 – Tongue & Fingers

What’s the biggest dick that has ever fucked you? Nine inches (pff!)? Ten inches? Eleven? Well, before me stood a 40-inch semi-hard cock. The beast throbbed and rumbled, its many coarse, powerful sounds making the entire mansion quake. «Oh, my god!» My mind was racing, electrified, fearing the prospect of my body being ripped and torn apart by that ungodly thick, veiny beast of a horse cock. «The fuck am I even thinking?!» My mouth stood agape as it drool on my gigantic bosom. «No fucking horse ain’t half as big as this shit!!»

My body trembled before that delicious dong, and the monster who owned it flexed his muscles, making windows explode in the room! I instinctively protected my body against the shards, though part of me felt safe near that world-conquering monster, that studly, virile dominator, no matter whatever tragedy struck. He was going to be the destroyer of my body, yet I felt safer within than I ever did with anyone else. «Fuck, this stud is fucking hot!!» And gigantic! Even when standing right in front of me, that beast was so tall I could barely see his face.

The sight of his gorgeous muscles made my body shake uncontrollably with orgasms. I screamed and I panted as loads of squirt blasted from my pussy, bathing the obscene 16-pack of his abs while he calmly, yet brutally channeled energy into his massive dick.

The breeding beast throbbed powerfully in his hips, massive veins growing all around it, pumping so much blood I could literally see the flow under the skin, and so hot that his penis soon started bursting steam through every pore.

The monster turned his face to me and delighted himself on my whole body, maybe using it as the final inspiration to drive his god-cock over the edge.

He didn’t speak; he only grunted, his growls turning into roars as literal cracks grew all over the walls and the entire mansion was shaking with the indescribable power that filled his body.

His monster cock grew larger and longer, so heavy that every single movement was followed by sounds of many leather threads being stretched or SUV tires being torn apart. I could see every individual fiber of that inhumane cock growing and growing until the beast stood at an 80º angle, pointing to the ceiling, consuming so much energy from the giant that his roars made cracks grow around his feet on the ground.

His cock measured fifty-four inches, yet that wasn’t still the end of the performance. His body was such a monstrously vascular wall of muscles that he couldn’t help but to grow even taller during his performance, all the energy making every single thread and fiber of muscle loudly pop and stretch and, finally, inflate into a new, more insane size. His twelve feet of height soon became thirteen, and soon they turned to fourteen as the monster literally grew to have the height of that immense palace room, looking at me like the minuscule insect that I was.

At that moment, his monster cock had surpassed 65-inches of length and 14-fucking-inches of width! That penis had more width that the biggest dick I’ve ever rode had in length! I couldn’t stop screaming before that blonde god next to me… just as I couldn’t stop creaming myself from every hole imaginable. “Fucking shit!! Fucking god!! Oh, fucking shit!!” And so went on my desperate cries, my body jumping on the floor thanks to the intensity of my orgasm and, eventually, with the one step the giant gave before me.

The silent monster knew he had me before I had even laid eyes on him. I mean, it was more than obvious that a giant like him could have any woman he ever wanted, but even for these standards his aloofness and arrogance seemed outstanding: he moved his fully hard cock down with a single hand, making his whole arm ripple and grow to a monstrosity twice as thick as my entire body. My fair-skinned, muscular Amazonian body was no match for a god of such insane size and virility. I was going to be murdered by that cock!

“Please, have mercy!!” I screamed, but the monster growled more loudly as gushes of strength seemed to invade his system. His balls—two incredibly bloated, virile-charged semen tanks!—had begun throbbing, with the vast gallons of seed moving at incredibly high speeds inside his cock. Was the beast finally going to cum?

Nah, he wasn’t. Well, not an actual orgasm, I mean: I saw the enormous cumslit of that god-cock open wider than a human fist, then a cannon-ball-sized load of precum blast through it and drown my body. *boom!!* Waves of precum burst and splashed on the staircase as my body was pushed on the ground by that outstanding flow. That monster hadn’t cum only enough junk to fill a bathtub; he had cum two whole bathtubs of precum in his very single shot!

“Please!!” I shouted, my voice quickly muffled by his god-forsaken lube shots. “Mercy!! Fuck!! Have mer…!!” And then another massive, hundreds-of-pounds-worth mass of precum hit my body, both browning me and smothering my powerful muscles under his juice.

That was all his precum. His! Pre! Cum! Those were the incontinent blasts he shot just to get his cock clean and wet, not even remotely close to his actual jizz! That was what the monster produced without even trying to feel aroused, and my body was being battered harder than if I had been put in the middle of ten thousand horses and had them all shoot their loads in my face! That was not just a shot; that was an ocean of juices!

Under all that, however, my body entered a new sequence of indescribable orgasms; the presence of that uber-masculine specimen made me feel like the most blessed woman in the universe—which, in a sense, I was.

Thousands of pounds of muscles roared and rippled before my body, eagerly waiting for the opportunity to launch into me and strike with their tremendous power. I mean, what woman wouldn’t feel truly blessed for being desired by the most perfect stud in the universe—even one whose power, weight, and mass would easily kill me in a single thrust?

Breaking free from the lake of lubes, I took a deep breath and looked around. The room was as big as a baseball field, yet it was all covered in thick layers of precum! The monster stood there, just looking at me, its god forsaken cock being stroked patiently by one hand, puking lubes more calmly, but still big enough to fill half-a-bathtub with every single load.

Panting and gasping, filling the loads of milk pile into my breast and explode in loud, messy jets, I eyed that male from head to toe and ecstatically blurted out the question that for so long burned in my mind: “you’re their weakest??” But the beast just kept looking at me, his face clearly angered by what I said, his hand pumping the cock slower while countless more veins claimed every square inch of that unbelievable dong. “Mm… not much of a talker, are you?”

The monster simply let go of his prick and grabbed my whole body with a single hand! “Wait! No, wait! What are you d…?!?” Before my fear could get the better of me, I came! My pussy was hosing juices again and my tits were exploding with milk strong enough for steam to burst through my nipples, all while I beheld that godly face and climaxed, yes, due to just how perfect it was.

The god breeder had simply the most perfect face any woman could ever see or fantasize with! Even to describe it seems to exhaust my (granted, not so extensive) vocabulary—or maybe there were really no words to accurately portray even a fraction of the beauty that nearly shone from that face, like a sun shining on its subjects. All I can say is that he was blonde, and the most erotic cross imaginable between a Nordic god and a caveman.

My god, his muscles! I could feel the heat of his rippling fibers all over my body. “GOD, FUCKING…!!” I bit my arms. “MAKE IT STOP, MAKE IT STOP, MAKE IT STOOOP!!!” And so I kept screaming and punching that creature suffering under a pleasure so intense it felt like torture. My pussy was coming so hard it was soon sore just with the outburst of my lubes; my nipples, too, were burning so hard I felt like ripping them and doing away with the immense pain.

The monster lifted my body until my gigantic bosom was on his face, showering it with my milk. He simply opened his mouth and turned me slightly from side to side, making his cheeks bloat with the showers from every tit. “Fuuuck meee!!” That was both an exclamation and a plea. The beast could easily devour my head in a single bite! He was so immense his one hand alone almost completely wrapped itself around my waist—and, remember, I was a pretty thick bitch! A 6’1ft-tall, 300-pound Amazon about to be wrecked by a 14ft-tall, 10,000-pound-plus breeding bull! “God!!” I cried, shaking my legs madly as the monster drank patiently from my gushing tits. “Please, god!! Not this way!! I don’t wanna die this way!!”

The monster lifted his other hand to my face and… gave it a single flicker! *spaat!!* His index finger hitting my face felt like punch—or maybe a cannon blast! I was amazed that my skull was still intact and that my jaw was in place when the creature lowered his arm and looked so seriously at me, admonishing me without words, as if all my screaming was annoying to him. “I’m s-s-so s-sorry, master!!” He wasn’t my master (if anything, I was his master), but that obviously didn’t matter, for the sexual hierarchy had been set as soon as he stepped into the room. “It’s just… I really don’t wanna die!!”

The monster pulled my body closer and laid his lips on mine. I felt his powerful breath burning my face while my whole body was attacked by wave after wave of bone-cracking, muscle-tearing orgasms. My pussy became numb after the rocket-like explosions of cum that single kiss bestowed upon me, and I could feel my milk splashing back into my face after hitting the monster’s pecs in enough volume to fill whole bottles every second. «Jesus…!! Fucking…!! Christ…!!!» I didn’t know what the exact limits for human pleasure were, but I was damn sure I’d blown past all of them.

What’s the most orgasms you had in a single night? Five (pff!! Ha, ha, ha!)? Seven? Ten?? Well, I’ve had about a hundred sets of multiple orgasms in the very first second of that kiss.

Wording is important here: “sets of multiple orgasms;” not “orgasms” or “multiple orgasms,” but “sets of” them. That meant that, for every set, I suffered more orgasms than there could be feasibly counted. A single set carried more orgasms that the horniest of women would experience in their whole lifetimes, followed by ninety-nine more sets of those… in a single fucking second!

“GAAAWD!!!” No wonder I wasn’t seeing anything but colors and weird shapes. The pleasure was too great to be quantified, almost too unbearable to be felt without kissing death itself! I slobbered all over those monstrous lips, feeling that god’s tongue moving inside me, threatening to blow my fucking skull up! «I don’t give two fucking damns!» I thought before shouting: “kiss me!! Kiss me like you mean it!!”

Immediately, though, I regretted my decision: the beast slid his monster tongue so deep inside me that I felt my jaw snap and my throat inflate to about five inches wide… then six inches… then seven fucking inches!… his monster tongue servicing itself with my whole insides, not just my mouth. «Holy fucking…!!» My jaw had literally broken with the mere entrance of his tongue, like I had been stupid enough to swallow the world’s fattest anaconda, and the pain was so sharp, burning, and all-consuming that I felt my head explode, and hot, steamy tears burst thanks to sheer pressure from my eyes.

Then, a second later… a miracle happened. «What the fuck??» The pain had quickly subsided and my jaw was back into place—with a caveat: my mouth was now wide enough so it would eat up that 8-inch-thick anaconda and even leave some room for more. God, I felt every fiber of that tongue twitching inside my mouth, but I at least was eating it without tearing my skull up in a thousand little pieces. «Fuck!! Fucking hell!!» The monster, meanwhile, served his anaconda with pieces of my stomach! He wasn’t kidding when he went all-in on my mouth: his tongue was filling my stomach and slapping all over its walls. Thankfully for him, I had gone to the bathroom and cleaned myself really tidy before he appeared; otherwise (ugh!), I dread to think of the mess he’d be tasting so deep inside me.

The monster took his tongue out in one swell movement, making me gaggle and puke nothing into the air—again, too lucky that my stomach was empty.

I shivered and quivered for several minutes, crying and panting as the monster kissed my face and literally licked my boobs, his tongue wide enough to completely envelop each of them. “FUCK!!” I shouted. “You fucking… animal!!” I froze as he gave me a look, oh, no woman should ever get.

It was a look of pure savagery; one that communicated just how hard I was about to be fucked. Most women would die to get that look from their lovers, yes, but there was a catch with him: his eyes burned with so much power that they seemed to drink from the fires of hell itself! With any other man, oh, I knew I could survive even their roughest, most beastly pounding, but with that horse… fuck me, that horse was another story all together! That look made me sure that he was going to plow my body through the walls of that mansion like they were paper, and every thrust of his 65in-long, 15in-wide cock would crush my sex with enough power to bend and destroy an Eiffel Tower at every second!

*Gulp!* Was the sound from my throat, echoing all over the room. “Baby… please…” I soon screamed so hard and at such a high pitch that more windows and glasses on the room exploded, for the monster put one hand between my legs and started spreading them apart slowly. My massive ass was almost dwarfed next to to his hand as he held me from behind, slowly lifting his fingers between my legs until I was in a full split midair, gushing juices so hard it felt like a waterfall hitting the ground beneath me.

The monster stared at me and memorized every twitch of pleasure of my face, savoring his full power and control over me (I guess that male hubris is the same for every womanizing stud like him, human or not). Slowly, he lowered my body into his engorged prick, whose helmet was as large as a freaking fire hydrant. “No, baby, nooo!! Noooo!!” I knew that his powers would restore my bones into whatever size he stretched me to, yeah, I got it, but that still didn’t make the prospect of being fucked by a dick that monstrous any less life-threatening. “Your fingers first!!” My mouth blurted out in despair. “Please, love, fuck me with your fingers!!” The creature stopped, looking at me with just enough curiosity to let me know I had his attention. Panting and crying and cumming, I struggled to get the rest of the words out: “each of your fingers… goddamn! Each of them is thicker and longer than the thickest, biggest dick I had back on Earth!” I smiled nervously, praying that he would listen to my plea. “P-please, my love, stretch me out with your fingers first! When I signed up for this, I… I d-didn’t know I would have to fuck a mountain!! P-please, love, please!!” I kissed his cheeks and his mouth desperately, seeing no reaction from his angry face. “Mommy will be a good cunt to your cock if you take it in easy, baby, please!!”

The monster grunted once, then moved his hand in such a way that the two fingers on each side were supporting each of my thighs, with the fingers in the middle pointing upwards to my gushing cunt. Fuck, I could feel the strength of my juices based solely on the splashes that hit back from his palm on my pussy. I was cumming uncontrollably maybe gallons per minute, but that monster kept his finger still, disciplined, with absolute control over every muscle of his body.

His middle finger was a fine downgrade, but it was still a terrifying start. I tried to look down, fighting against all the orgasms that fried my brain and tortured my body, and still I saw a finger that was thirteen inches long and three inches wide. «Fuck!!» My mind burned and my body experienced a glacial wave of goosebumps. «This finger is bigger and thicker than the biggest, thickest penis!!» Yep, that was right: even the biggest stallion on Earth wasn’t a match for a single finger of that god stud! Worshipping his face with hundreds of kisses, I feebly attempted one last plead to his senses: “please, my god, c-can we, I dunno, start with a smaller finger?? Maybe your ring finger, or even your pinky, or maybe even…”

The monster thrust his full finger inside. His! Full! Finger! In the blink of an eye, as quick as a lightning flash, that monster-cock of a finger broke through my cervix and exploded with full force into my womb, pushing it almost a foot higher in my body, shutting my entire system down and freezing my mind in what seemed to be another realm made of pure bliss and pleasure.

Fuck! That! Bastard! Any other woman would have died with such a thrust! At the very least, she would have puked her heart out and felt her organs liquefy under such immense power, but I… oh! I only came harder with that kind of strength—and the bastard knew that!

As my shivers decreased a little, a looked to that monster’s face and saw it giving me a wry smirk, as if assuring me that, yes, I could take all that power and more! I hugged his neck and kissed it, preparing my hips for a deadly onslaught of finger-thrusts. Goddamnt it, that monster had me! I was going to be fucked by a beast who knew every dirty secret and all the filthiest fantasies of the deepest parts of my soul! My orgasms would be legendary! My ecstasy, beyond inhuman! «Fucking mares would faint with these orgasms I’ve just felt right now!» My mind screamed, and the monster proved my point by savaging my cunt relentlessly with his finger.

He hugged my body hard with his other arm, crushing my waist against his gigantic pecs while destroying my cunt with the raw motions of his fingers. I was cumming and screaming as that middle finger was jackhammering its way inside my loins, drilling me with stone-breaking power, rearranging my organs and my guts while making me blank several times in a second, nearly killing me a couple of times. Despite his tight grip, my body hopped in the air thousands of times every second; micro-motions powerful enough to shake a horse’s organs into a pudding, but that within me felt like pleasant, zen-like vibrations. “G-G-G-G-G-G-GOD…!!!

His finger made thousands of thuds every time it crushed against my womb. I felt he was fucking my heart with that limp as the entire room began to shake with his power. The cracks he had previously put on the walls began to deepen and sprawl all over the place. He was fucking me with enough power to crush a mountain, yet I felt surprisingly calm amidst all that—cumming the hell out, for sure, but still strangely tranquil and confident, like I knew I was really strong enough to survive any ordeal.

The beast lifted my body just enough so he could place one of my tits into his mouth. The giant opened it wide enough until his own jaw appeared to hurt, and I could see, judging by his look of shock and amazement, that my size was something completely novel to him. Feeling my words being broken in a thousand different syllables, I struggled to say amidst his ruthless finger-banging: “now you know how it feels, huh?”

He responded to my disrespect with a pounding twice as hard and thrice as fast. “FUCK!!!” I blanked out and my body softened as the beast gobbled up my left tit fully and sucked it! “LOOOOOOVE…!!!

My scream and my sudden reawakening destroyed whatever piece of glass that remained in that room. I could hear the shards exploding in the distance as the monster multiplied the focal points of orgasms inside me: relentless climaxes in my cunt and now relentless orgasms in my tits, all generating waves which met and exploded in the middle of my body, generating yet more powerful orgasms around my bellybutton, overcharging my nerves so much that soon my body started to produce electricity. “FUUCK!! FUUUUCK…!!!” And so my screams went on until my mouth was shut for good, and I felt even all the fat of my fucking tit being sucked by that voracious giant, whose gulps made loud thuds that added to the violent shaking of the entire room.

His finger banged my cunt so hard it could no longer be seen; it was just one large blur moving at unbelievably high speeds in my cunt. At one point, however, the finger became visible again, and at one moment it even appeared to stop, “glitching” in a weird way as my body was still being pounded relentlessly by some invisible force. “GODDAMN IT, HORSE, I’M GONNA FUCKING DIIIIIEE!!!” That was an optical illusion, you see: the finger was actually moving so fast that’s its after images all joined together in roughly the shape of his still finger. As the speeds, however, just kept increasing to even more maddening paces, that still photograph a finger disappeared once again, breaking into two, then four, then eight, then countless fingers banging my cunt so hard it caving into itself, and my womb rose as high as my chest with every new pump.

Contrary to the maddening speed down there, he sucked my tit with an almost gentlemanly calm—partly because he knew that, if he was too forceful, he would literally rip my baby from my chest! Still, a single suction of him was enough to drain my tits completely dry of milk, with his cheeks bloating monstrously with my juices and his throat making a thunderous, gaggling noises. My tits went literally from a double-G to a double-D size in half a second, so powerful were his suctions!

I came so immensely that now my body was put on a permanent stasis of orgasms, locked in a purgatory of pleasure. My cunt and tits exploded with so much lube and milk I literally stopped feeling anything in my hips and my chest—except for the orgasms, or course. Actually, the orgasms became only purer and more crystalline as the pounding went on.

FUUUUUCK…!!!” I literally coughed blood at some point, with veins in my nose rupturing and blood pouring from my nostrils as well as my eyes and ears. The beast changed breasts in his mouth whenever the last one got dry, allowing it to replenish its juices before he went back to sucking it again. I was immeasurably more fertile then that I had ever been in my already-too-whory life!

«FUCK FUCK FUCK MEEEE!!!» I screamed as I felt hundreds of pounds of milk being added back into my exhausted tits as soon as he released them. The load of juices was so hard and sudden than the boob loudly bounced, with milk splashing on his massive shoulders just as he was about to finish sucking my other boobs.

So it went that both my breasts were being pumped and reinvigorated like machines, creating a hellish sensation of brutish orgasms all over my chest and my back, with every single cell in my body now converted into a carrier of the electric synapses of my powerful, all-consuming orgasms.

Seriously, what the hell! My entire body had been turned into a cum machine, with even my guts twitching and twirling like a bunch of snakes having ferocious sex in my belly! You could literally see my intestines through my skin, like there were literally snakes making love there—and that wasn’t yet half of my body transformation.

“FUCK!!” I saw lightning bolts, then the whole world being shattered for a second as a powerful wave of heat exploded through my cunt.

That last part wasn’t metaphorical: a large flame exploded from my cunt, followed by lightning bolts that spread all over my body once my orgasms had transcended into pure biochemical reactions, turning me into a living dynamo which could literally lighten up town and power industrial machines on its own. “FUCKFUCKFUCK!!!

I felt a warm, no, a scorching embrace in my body, and before I even realized I was completely enveloped in goo again. The beast had nutted precum once more through his dick, easily beating my own orgasms of juices from my cunt and covering my entire body in a cocoon of prick juice. My breath was cut for a few seconds before I literally ate and swallowed that juice, taking a moment to breathe before his relentless finger-pounding forced me to puke all the load out again. “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!!”

That madness went on for ten minutes until the floor had cracked so much under that monster’s feet that I felt his body sink hard on the ground in one moment. «FUCKING… MONSTER!! THIS FUCKING MONSTER…!!!» The pussy pounding remained just as intense and merciless, though, with the monster spreading my massive buttocks with his index and… piercing my ass! “N-N-N-N-NOOOO-OH-OH-OH-OH-OOOOH!!!” I screamed deliriously, knowing full well that any and all protests would be ignored.

Just as brutally as he had entered my cunt, he was now piercing my ass with his eleven-inch-long, two-and-a-half-inch-wide precum-ridden index. Quickly enough, he bottomed on it. «JEEESUS!!!» If I already was in a different realm of existence at that point, I’d been pushed even deeper down that metauniverse of pleasure and orgasms once his index passed through the very limits of my anus and pierced my guts, retreating just as quickly as it entered me, and invading me once more.

Explosions of electricity ravished and annihilated me. Instead of thrashing madly like a patient from an insane asylum, my body actually froze almost completely, vibrating at ridiculously high speeds while glowing and emitting an aura of pure power. The lightning bolts multiplied until they were almost a permanent feature of my cumming, destroying vast areas of the ground upon impact, making several pieces of furniture explode and, all-in-all, the room be further destroyed as the double-pounding, double-sucking went on. “O-O-O-OH!! M-M-MY F-F-FUCKING… G-G-G-GOD!!!”

The aliens weren’t joking: that simple foreplay was literally killing me and replacing my old self with a newer, more resilient type of human being!

The cunt/ass/breast savagery went on for another ten minutes until the monster began to grunt, himself aroused enough to buckle his hips forward and hit his own hand in the middle of my legs with his gigantic, inhumane cockhead. I felt the extra thrust, but everything was pretty much the same to me at that point: just one large, all-encompassing set of orgasms frying my nerves and making my tits literally burst with fire along with the gasified milk. «FUCK!!!» I was crying blood… and loving every second of that brutal savagery!

Sure enough, the savagery grew yet more savage: I felt a bone-breaking stretch of my cunt and realized, amidst the aura of pure orgasmic bliss, that the monster had added another finger to my cunt, as well as another finger to my anus. *Boom!!* Lightening bolts wrecked the floor, the walls, the staircase, and even the ceiling with the massive explosions of orgasms generated by that new level of penetration: his ring and middle finger pounded my cunt at near-light speeds while the index fingers of both his hands pierced my anus, all with enough speed to create literal bursts of fire and rounds of lightning.

I was sinking into new dimensions of orgasms at every minute, then every second, then every micro-fraction of second, then infinite times infinitely smaller intervals of time, cumming so hard that all women on Earth—and I mean, all women! All 3.8 billion of them!—would be cooked alive by just one percent of one percent of one percent of one percent of one thousandth per cent of the orgasms that I felt in a tenth of a tenth of a tenth of a hundredth of a thousandth of a second. Or maybe even less!

FUUUU…!!!” The ceiling above, hit by the shockwaves of my scream, cracked and crumbled around us. “FUUUUUCK!!!” More pieces of marble and concreted crashed on the wrecked floor as the quadruple drilling of my body went on, with the monster roaring louder and faster and deeper until he looked at me with sheer agony in his eyes, and then he did something I really wasn’t expecting—not so fast, damn it, and definitely not so soon!

Without a warning, that monster simply… came!



Chapter 3 – Atomic Thursts

When those damned aliens signed me up for their breeding program, I knew I was up for something good… but what I actually got was beyond ludicrous!

Before me stood a monster so big I almost broke my neck trying to look all the way up to this face. He was the reason that mansion was so enormous: he easily reached 15-feet of height, cracking the ground with his heavy steps, each carrying the weight of over 15,000 pounds of his over-muscular body.

The monster almost never said a word. He simply looked at me with a furious expression and an occasional cocky smirk, as if he was always one step away of losing control and pounding the ever-loving shit out of me with his monster cock. I had all the reason to fear him, for his fully-aroused cock now displayed all the awesome virility he had in store for me.

It was sixty inches long. Yep. The beast was sixty inches long, maybe even longer, throbbing and bulging with its myriad of thick veins—each as thick as a thumb—, easily over fourteen inches of width. «Jesus… almighty!» My mind raced in utter madness, seeing that pillar of meat ready to tear me up like a worthless whore.

The monster looked down to me and grunted, his unbelievable muscles getting larger, hotter, and harder every second. I was still trying to control myself as his previous orgasms still rocked my body; electricity flowed through my nerves and burst with blinding sparks from my pores; he had finger-fucked me with enough intensity to power all of America’s East Coast, and even though twenty minutes had passed with me resting on the ground, it was still too little rest for me to recover even a fraction of my usual strength.

“Stud!” I stammered and whimpered, watching him bend over to me and grab my legs with his powerful hands. I screamed, oh, how hard I screamed, and the beast pulled me to his body until my cunt was under his massive, throbbing balls, then pulling down his dick with one hand to aim it at my cooch. A large ocean of goo splashed on my body; all the precum that had stayed insides that massive cumslit easily flowing out, covering me with enough juice to fill two bathtubs. I coughed, I fought for air, but I eventually recovered, looking at that titan with startled eyes, my pussy primed and ready for consumption.

The helmet of his monster cock was easily larger than a watermelon. Looking at him, you never knew what struck you with the most orgasms: if it were his monster abs or his rippling, rumbling chest, so large you could lay on it like a massive, manly bed; if it were his massive biceps, each of them thicker than my entire, fitness-trained body; if it were his gargantuan balls, themselves as big as watermelons; or, of course, if it was his imposing, daunting cock, with which I was sure he beast could drill through mountains.

My mind shivered in anticipation as he leaned in and crushed my cunt with the tip of his monster cock. Gallons of precum were spilled inside me, and all I saw was blackness around us. Then, I screamed. Oh, I screamed and creamed that god-cock with my orgasmic female juices, feeling my massive double-G tits harden and hose the milk all around me like a fountain, my body charged up with so many brutal orgasms the pain of being stretched by that monster cock became negligible.

His load of precum alone overfilled my cunt and stretched my womb like a balloon. Massive loads of that pre-jizz exploded through my cunt as he kept cumming, unable to control himself, with his god-cock throbbing and allowing the flow of whole bathtubs worth of lubes. My belly bulged like I was pregnant and my body thrashed on the ground, carried by the power of that awesome, effortless virility. “Fuck!!” I screamed, feeling my head explode. “Fuck, fuck!!” The monster heard my plea, cramming the helmet of his monster in my pussy, immediately splitting my hips into hundreds of little pieces.

Pain! What I felt was pain beyond anything words can describe. It was a sheer agony that couldn’t be trifled with. Yet still, amidst all that pain, I couldn’t help but to cum. In the void of my mind, I felt my body squirting gallons of lubes on that monster’s abs, even though he had certainly made me paraplegic with his monstrous penetration—a mere three inches of his god-cock making sure I would never walk again.

The beast roared, and the steam that came from his nostrils and his pores hit my body with a burning heat. That blond creature was hot and powerful everywhere! Soon, I heard my bones readjusting, their many crack being undone as my hips were rebuilt anew, replacing all the painful, burning sensations with a calm, all-encompassing coolness. “Jesus!!” I blurted out, feeling the monster come deeper inside me, stretching my body with his titanic rod.

Several inches of his snake effortlessly made their way inside me, tearing through my cervix and exploding inside my womb. At that moment, I didn’t have any rational words left for that beast; I was insanity incarnate: “FUCK ME!! OH, FUCK ME, STUD!! FUCKING TEAR ME UP WITH YOUR ELEPHANT DONG!! JESUS CHRIST, TEAR ME, WRECK, DESTROY ME!! NAIL ME TO THE WALLS OF THIS CASTLE AND FUCK THE EVERLASTING SHIT OUT OF ME WITH YOUR GOD-COCK, YOUR SIXTY-INCH PUSSY IMPALER!!!” The beast smiled, cramming his monster even deeper in me, and the next thing I felt—the only thing I felt, honestly—was my entire body consumed by his dick.

The breeder crushed my body with his mountain of muscles, cracking the ground around me. I felt a kiss in my mouth, which brought me peace, then despair as his monster tongue invaded my mouth and twitched all over my throat. My body swelled as my womb was pushed by his monster cock, rising as high as my stomach while I was overtaken by a myriad of orgasms.

“OH, MY GOD!!!” I squirted so hard my pussy was beyond sore; aside from the orgasms, I couldn’t feel anything; it was like I no longer had a flesh, with the orgasms bursting from the very pore of my womanhood. “JESUS!!” I thrashed on that massive body, being impaled mercilessly by his cock, him pushing the womb all the way up to my ribcage, cracking it and destroying my bones just before his magical aura made them reform into the a new size—a perfect fit for his god-cock. “FUCK!!”

My womb was pushed all the way up to my throat, and the bumps of his cock and his tongue met at the top of my chest. My pussy exploded with such loads of girl-cum that I could literally feel the waves of lubes washing over my thighs. Sparks of electricity burst from my skin, and my tits lactated so damn hard I felt the piles of Chantilly milk weighing on my bust. The monster smiled wryly before retrieving his monster cock from my depths and then pounding me again with it! “FUCK!!”

The cracks grew wider and deeper on the ground, with a massive fissure spreading all the way up to the stairs. The power of his thrusts would be unlike anything I’d ever felt; I wasn’t going to be fucked by a man or even a giant; rather, my cunt was about to be plowed by a herd of a hundred thousand stallions, all rolled-up in a single, massive cock. “DESTROY ME!!!” I screamed, cumming so hard I barely felt his barrage of thrusts pummeling my body, my pussy exploding with lubes so hard it sprinkled on the walls and the ceiling of that mansion; oceans and oceans of girl-juice bursting from my sex as it was ravished, destroyed, torn apart, and rebuilt by that tireless drill of a monster dick.

“JESUS… FUCK…!!!” I was sure my mind was in pieces as he pummeled and pummeled and pummeled me into oblivion. I felt my muscular back drilled into the ground, sinking lower as the marble cracked and my muscles hit the pipelines of the building; the metal was subsequently bent and torn apart by the continuous pounding, with watery explosions all around me. Cracks covered the floor and climbed the walls, spreading all over the ceiling, with some pieces of marble crashing at different points of the room around us.

And the monster kept thrusting, his abandon all but absolute. His mighty thrusts formed a huge crater around our bodies. I was being fucked by a guy who could literally turn stone to dust with the power of his thrusts! Though I should have been afraid, I only came harder and louder. “FUCK ME!!” I felt his agony, his incredible frustration for not piercing me with his whole dick—and how could he, after all? Thirty inches were all I could get before my womb hit my freaking throat! “IS T-THAT ALL YOU C-CAN DO, STUD?! AAHH!!

I felt his muscle rumble and roar, almost like a car ready to race. My body was lifted off the ground, with the dust and rubble falling from my back. The monster walked to the long staircase and laid me on the steps, crushing my body as he inserted himself into me again and pounded my cunt with inhuman brutality. “FUCK, STUD!!!” My mind was pure electricity. “FUCK, YEAH!! YOU’RE SO FUCKING STRONG!! JESUS, STUD, FUCK ME… FUCK… OOH!!!” The beast literally fucked the words out of my mouth as my body was nailed into the staircase and vast cracks grew all over the steps. Soon, a large crater was formed around our bodies, and the whole structure was undone as pounds of rubble were sent flying all over the room.

His grunts turned into roars as he pounded my body with indiscriminate savagery, so hard and so strong we literally began climbing up the stairs thanks to the kinetic energy of his thrusts. My back cracked the marble and reduced it to dust, leaving a long trail of powdered stone as he just thrust and fucked and impaled me. The entire mansion quaked with his ferocious pounding, and I found myself passing out and waking up once every second as his speed and intensity only increased.

«I was joking!» I said to myself, but it was all too late. «No one can be this strong!! Please!!» I tapped on his back, but the beast was too far gone—his movements were automatic; his savagery, all but instinctive. “IS THAT ALL YOU CAN REALLY DO??!!” I wondered why my cursed mouth said that as the beast roared and columns of dense steam burst from his every pore.

Fuck! I could feel him burning my body when he doubled his intensity and literally created a ten-feet-wide crater behind me with his renewed thrusts. The crater grew and grew and grew, with my body being nailed deeper into the staircase and pieces of the ceiling falling faster around us—the whole mansion being bulldozed by that stallion. “HARDER!!” I screamed, my eyes beaming with anger. “FUCKING HARDER!!”

The male roared in sheer agony, as if my challenge had proven too great even for him. He took the bluff, however, and drilled me like a massive industrial jackhammer. My body quickly sunk into the staircase while masses of earth, marble, and concrete covered us both. «Fuck!»

My back hit something metallic, and I realized I was bending the mansion’s pipes under his thrusts. It didn’t take long for those pipes to burst and flood that hole with water—which quickly evaporated thanks to the monster’s unrelenting thrusts.

Amidst all that madness, I found within me the strength to whisper in his ear: “I can barely feel your dick. It’s like you have a micro-penis. You’re not a stud; you’re not even a little boy; you’re just a pussy, and this little dick of yours is barely my clit when hard!”

That was it. I don’t know exactly what happened after these words, but I know I was pounded with such rage I literally blanked for a few seconds.

When I woke up, the beast had my back pinned against a wall, nailing me standing while looking at me with his face red with rage, the sweat raining from his chin as he pounded me so violently as to make the wall crack in an instant.

It was hard keeping myself attached to reality as my mind was literally fucked out of my brain by that powerful stallion. My back sank into the wall, and the entire hallway began to crumble, not long before he literally pounded me through the wall and emerged with me on the other side.

My back hit another wall with violence, the force of his thrusts basically carrying us all the way through. He! Just! Kept! Pounding! He pounded and pounded and pounded until the entire room was crumbling and the wall was reduced to an ugly mass of cracked, wrecked rubble, succumbing to his power in a few seconds. *Craarsh!!* My body was pushed against a third wall, where he pounded me with even greater violent, repeating the same process over… and over… and over and over and over again!

Every time I blinked, I found myself in a new room. The cracks and the rubble and the dust were all I could see except for his body, and even my tits seemed depleted of milk as the orgasms piled so hard on my body. My muscles froze at long intervals, interrupting the bursts of milk and lubes from my holes.

Eventually, once the beast emerged into a new room, he turned my body around on his cock and nailed me on the ground, doing me in a sort of doggy, with his dick in a diagonal position, drilling my face and my chest on the ground as his motions only became more violent and relentless.

Under my face, I saw the cracks growing and the crater expanding. I was literally nailed on the ground by that dick, sinking and sinking and sinking until I was about four feet deep, with the crater soon covering the entire area of the room. My body pierced through the strong pipes as if they were plastic or paper, and the crater began to expand far beyond the mansion, drawing fissures and cliffs and canyons on the grounds of my estate

His balls had battered my thighs until they were completely numb. I literally felt nothing on my body aside from the utter pleasure, like I was a being of pure orgasm. «Oh, my god!!» His sweat poured into me, his physique strained to its limits. «He’s gonna cum!»

The balls sloshed with the insane amount of hyper-condensed batter they had stored during all that pounding. Now, their time of release had arrived. “CUM!!” I gave him the greenlight. “SHOOT YOUR LOAD IN ME!! I WANT YOUR GALLONS OF JIZZ!! ISN’T THAT WHAT YOU WERE MADE FOR, STUD? ISN’T IT??” I smiled. “JIZZ INSIDE ME!! SHOWER ME WITH YOUR SEED!! PUMP ALL YOUR HORSE LOAD INSIDE ME AND MAKE ME A MOMMA… A THOUSAND TIMES OVER!!”

The beast suddenly stopped… then unloaded it all!

An ocean of jizz hit my womb like a boulder. I came deliriously as the raging beast came a single, unending stream of spunk inside me, such a voluminous load I felt like an ocean was being stored inside me, enough to make my womb and cunt bulge to extreme proportions, my whole body turning into a massive balloon of flesh, muscles, and spunk. “JESUS…!!” I panted. “FUCKING… CHRIST!!” I heard the splashes and the roars of the jizz bursting from my cunt and back into the man’s body; he was giving himself a jizz bath as he battered my womb with that seed, filling me up so much I felt like exploding at any second.

Then he went back to pounding. My body was ravished by the combined thrusts of his cumshots and his actual pounding, a thousand times destroyed by his virile power as the ocean of cum rose around us, drowning my face and threatening to asphyxiate me to death. As my consciousness went back-n-forth reality, I saw my body moving quickly around the space, the stallion breeding me with his gallons of seed as he carried me around to many different spots on the house—all of which ended up quickly flooded by his seed. “AHH!!” In my most delirious moments, I tried to scream. “IS THIS ALL… YOU C-CAN…??!” But my provocations had run their course. I was beaten. His cock had thrashed my body into absolute submission—and that wasn’t even a third of his total power!

Making the walls of the mansion shake with his powerful roars, the beast crushed my body against every pillar and column of stone he could find, then proceeded to fuck the pillar into dust by cramming his orgasming prick inside me, in-and-out again and again and again so brutally, a thousand times more powerful that a fucking locomotive, making me blow up with jizz every single second, whole oceans of steamy semen filling every single corner of the mansion.

Rivers of spunk flowed down the stairs like rivers and waterfalls; oceans of white covered all the floors, flowing under the doors and into the garden below. Windows began to shatter and explode, jizz bursting through them like whole tanks of it had just blown up, with the entire house oozing horse seed as the stallion took me in every room imaginable, crushing the walls with my body as he came and pounded, pounded and came. Soon, the mansion began to rumble, with whole sections of it crumbling until it all came to an end. That horny stallion wasn’t even half done when more of the vast palace came down and exposed our naked bodies to the nature around us, and that abrupt reveal only appeared to get his harder and hornier.

“Enough foreplay!!” He shouted while plowing me like herd of uber-muscular stallions. “Time to actually FUCK!!!”

God! My pussy never knew such power as he crammed 30-inch thrusts countless times per second in me, pressing my body against the large remains of the mansion and shattering them to dust. No boulder or piece of concrete, as large as it was, resisted longer than a few seconds under his machinal thrusts, and once again I saw myself moving from piece to piece, being crushed from area to area on the wreckage and the garden, seeing and feeling everything dissolve and crumble under my back.

Soon, I was being pounded by that monster against a high hill. I could see the other mansions of my estate from afar, all of them about to be destroyed by that raging beast. Of course, there was the possibility that he would get tired before all that, but… d’oh, who am I kidding? He would never get tired! «How long have we been fucking?!» My shattered mind pierced together the question at some point, seeing the skies tainted with orange and dark blues and purples.

The entire mass of earth around me began to cave. I felt the sprays of his seed on my anus, his monstrous loads building rivers down the hill, soon forming a lake on the large crater he had left behind on my wracked mansion.

I blinked, and then it was night. The beast was still cumming, and I knew he hadn’t stopped shooting his load ever since he first unleashed it. We were in the dense forest surrounding my estate, fucking madly with him pressing my body against the trees and shattering their trunks with ease. A bird’s eye view would show vast swats of that forest being undone by the powerful monster, who was himself taller than many of the trees he destroyed. My body was crushed against rocks, which it drilled to pebbled with relentless power. As the cracks grew and the boulders were undone, I saw a vast, rocky wall nearby, and quickly realized that would be the next spot for your animalistic fucking.

“How about I drill a fucking mountain with your body?!” He said, pounding our way into the massive wall. “That’d be fun!”

I knew how to control my monster; he answered very positively to hatred and anger. “H-h-harder.” Was the only word I could muster. “HARDER!!!” And the panting beast, for once shocked with my amazing stamina, decreased the speed of his pumps just so slightly. He had never found a woman who lasted over thirty minutes with him, let alone one who stood the combined force of his pounding-and-coming for over (what would then probably be) five consecutive hours!

Enraged, he flexed his muscles and renewed his speed, pounding me so hard the last boulder on the forest was shattered into a million pieces, and then I saw myself rushing past the forest straight into that wall of pure, hard rock. In our way stood many thick trees, however, but they were all instantaneously by the raging male. «Jesus Christ, what a stud!»

My back met the rock, and boom of the impact was heard on the edges of the galaxy. Cracks sprawled to the very top of that wall, hundreds of feet above us, as the stud power-slammed my body into it. My breasts showered his pecs as he pounded and consumed my pussy like no man ever could. I looked into his eyes, crying with ecstasy, and I shouted amidst my stammers and the thuds of his pounding: “I LOVE YOU!!” The beast didn’t answer; not with words, at least, but with thrusts, and our bodies quickly disappeared into the wall, his thrusts so goddamn strong the entire earth was shaking.

Flash forward. It was the dead of the night, and I found myself face down against the soil, the beast still relentlessly crushing my womb with his mighty cock, oceans of cum bursting from my over-stretched, over-filled cunt as he roared and whined like a horse, his balls slapping on my thighs so fucking hard they had literally cracked my femurs and rebuilt them into sturdier bones.

I cried, moaned, and came, and the beast’s pumps became slower for a brief moment once again. Though he didn’t say anything, I could tell that he was shocked that I was still awake! The brutality of his subsequent pounding made it even clearer that he didn’t like me being so goddamned strong, and he really pounded me like he wanted to kill me, too murder me, to tear me up in half, consequences be damned. “ROOOAR!!!” His roars were now brief and wavering, as if betraying the growing exhaustion within his gargantuan musculature. “ROOO… ROOOAAR!!!” Yet still, he pounded me, and my body sunk into unconsciousness again while gallons and more gallons of seed kept loudly exploding through my cunt.

I woke up again in a beautiful morning, with a strange mist covering most of the estate, my body still being slammed against a surface—this time, a wall—and pounded until yet more walls were shattered. Piercing the evidence together, I figured we were on another of my many mansions, fucking through rooms like all the walls were made of paper or Styrofoam.

The mist followed us, soon turning the mansion hazy and grey as the beast power-slammed me against another wall, turning it to rubble with his thrusts. Looking around us while being destroyed on my then-desensitized cunt, I realized the mist was actually the steam from all his spunk, with didn’t cool off even after the many cold hours on the dead of the night.

I demanded that stud to breed me and, well, he over-delivered it: every single egg I had had been fucked countless times by his virile, sturdy sperm. I could feel his jizz wrapping itself around my ovaries and literally crushing them to force more eggs out of them. His cum was literally whipping my ovaries into submission, turning them into factories of babies as more and more eggs were prodigiously fecundated, all that happening for dozens of uninterrupted hours, a relentless performance no male on Earth could even hope to match.

My body passed through yet another wall, and my mind passed out again. For the next few hours, all I saw were flickers of action happening around me: the beast pounding me against another wall, another mansion. *blink* The monster fucking me against a metal bed; a unique furniture made specially to withstand his blows, then bending and curving all the same under his unrelenting power. Cracks grew on the wall and floor supporting that structure, and the monster literally pounded me hard enough to crush the metal into a new crater on the floor, proceeding like this until the bed was completely wrecked and we needed to change places again. *blink* I was being fucked in a standing position with my back against a wall of solid metal. I didn’t know what that thing was, actually; I just knew it was vast and solid and made of some sort of ultra-hard metal, maybe actual titanium on its purest, densest form. Whatever it was, it was bent under the shape of my body by hi mighty thrusts just the same. Woods, rock, metal, the very core of the Earth itself, it didn’t matter! Whatever the material was, it would be wrecked and destroyed by his thrusting power with ease.

*Blink.* It was night again, and we were fucking once more in the open as I felt my body crushed against the smooth soil, the titan clearly exerting himself to drive me unconscious once and for all. I stuck my tongue out and laughed. The orgasms were so hard and so many it was useless even trying to describe them. I just let that monster angrily pound me and make my body sink on the earth, with the hills being reshaped by his relentless action.

His face was furious, but also confused and increasingly desperate. For the first time in maybe all his life, the mighty, genetically-superior stud realized that all his power—all his earth-shattering, mountain-piercing power!—was still not enough to fully knock me out.

His fears and insecurities were only exacerbated by my arrogant expression all throughout. I raised my quivering hand to his giant cheek and caressed it, giving him a seductive smile. “Is this” the words came easily through my mouth, “all you can do?” I gave his cheeks a little peck. “Mm. Pity. Judging by your size, I thought you were capable of sooo muuuch moore!” I licked my fat, slutty lips, ignoring the fact that, in my cunt, I was now casually withstanding the full throttle of a few hundred rockets—if not more! “Ooh, stud. You screw like a virgin!”

The beast roared in absolute pain, then pounded me so much harder I really felt my womb, just like my soul, pushed all the way up to my throat, all but escaping my body through my fucking mouth! “Ooh!!” I came, and then I literally saw myself sinking into the ground, the surface above us getting farther and farther away, darkness eventually surrounding us and eating us whole.

* 34 days of continuous, uninterrupted fucking later *

The beast roared, and one final cloud of steam exploded furiously from his nostrils. Every single pore of his body released steam as he crossed the limits of his powers and tapped out, his massive, but now sore cock unleashing the final load of cum in my pussy.

My eyes were closed, but I was faintly aware of what had happened. The beast almost had me for the past four days or so, having fucked me so bloody hard I spend those fateful days mostly unconscious, really giving my best to fight back and remain awake.

In the end, though, I was still conscious, though the beast was barely aware of that as he stood up and withdrew his cock from me, his trembling legs finally collapsing under the tons of his muscular body. *Boom!!* A loud splash followed the waves of the ocean of spunk on which he collapsed. We were both burning inside his pool of male nectar, and I bet even his first shots were still blazing-hot after all that time.

I have just been bred by a stud who fucked like all the stallions and bulls on Earth and who came like hundreds of thousands of hyper-virile hunchback whales. No wonder every single mansion and tree and hill of that estate had been utterly, thoroughly, completely destroyed. That beast wasn’t just amazing; he was god-like!

Mrrmmrmm!!!” His huge chest made deep, rumbling growls as I fought to catch my breath and say something. Moving was completely out of question; I would be tetraplegic for months after that masterful pounding. Still, I had enough strength in my breath to utter a few, carefully-selected words, and I made sure the monster heard me before he finally went unconscious: “not… bad.” I cleaned my throat. “Not bad, stud. However, I expected a bit more.” I heard agonizing growls coming from his breast. “You were a nice lay, but I hope the next candidate is a much better fit for my tireless…” With my longue tongue, I gave him one slow, loud lick, “raging pussy!”

The beast huffed and puffed like a dog badly hurt. I felt his muscles flexing and his cock hardening as he gathered whatever strength was left in him. His muscles hardened and his limbs moved. One could hear my gulping from afar as I saw that beast struggling to get up and feared, oh, how I feared that he would finally breed me to oblivion and tear me in half with the ultimate rage of his gargantuan cock.

Thankfully (or alas), those fears were all for naught as his growls subsided and his body laid stiff and still on the ocean of spunk, finally surrendered to exhaustion. That beast was asleep. I was bred. Though he had pounded me for over a month straight, and bred me like no mare could be fertilized by any male ever, submitting every single egg of mine to the rule of his unyielding sperm, I was the last person standing—the superior lover, the stronger organism!—and, in this sense, I could claim my victory.

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Diane stomped the ground, which cracked under her feet. All the jaws dropped when the Amazons saw (and felt) the power emanating from that young woman’s body. Her muscles had instantaneously swelled and grown shredded beyond the imagination. She was the model of virility and vascularity, with more thick, throbbing veins on her body than there could be found in two horses combined.

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The Lasso around her body was stressed, its magical fiber stretching out loudly. The princess roared, creating larger cracks around her feet. The Amazons saw, utterly amazed, the princess’s legs grow and throb to double their size, following massive explosions of muscle growth, then settle down at a width and muscle mass slightly superior to the previous one.

Her abs bloated, each of their ten muscles swelling loudly in her belly, a myriad of veins covering them, running along their crevices, as the princess roared and struck different poses every minute. Lifting her torso to the skies, shea leaned back, and her breasts expelled vast amounts of milk into the air, dazzling the audience.They were both awed by Diane’s muscle power and enchanted by how her thick, heavy milk refracted in the sun light. Not only that, but Diane’s tits squirted ferocious gallons, one fat load after another fat load loudly squirting from her nipples.

Her tits seemed to grow and swell in her chest, which would have been an absurdity, as they were already monstrously huge! There was no need to add more pounds to her chest-endowment, not at least while she remained the same height!

That was only an impression, however: the princess wasn’t growing more boobs, but rather flexing her chest so hard it grew wider and thicker.

The Amazons saw the princess’s neck expand until it was being strangled by the Lasso, which in turn made the loudest stretching noises heard throughout the isles. There was a growing commotion and panic in the audience as they saw the princess basically suffocate herself with the magic rope.

“Diane, stop! You’re going to kill yourself this way!!”

But Diane paid them no heed. They were, after all, just a bunch of weakling cunts. «One rival. One rival!» She kept repeating in her mind, looking to the top of the platform ahead of her. «Only one rival is worth my focus!»

From that elevated stand, the Queen of the Amazons watched Diane with an arrogant smirk. She knew very well what the princess was trying to do—and, unlike all the Amazons who slowly picked up Diane’s intention, she wasn’t at all skeptical that the little princess could achieve it. «Of all the women in these isles, my sweet, sexy… bountiful, muscular child…» The Queen’s smile grew bigger, with her tongue snaking out to sensuously moisten her fat, fruitful lips, «I know you’re the only one able to do it.» Her muscles rumbled, and the platform she stood atop of grew a little more unstable as her breathtaking muscle mass grew a little too heavy for the stone under her feet. «The only one of course… after me!»

“Diane, for the gods, stop!” The other Amazons screamed. “You can’t break the Lasso of Honesty! You’re going to kill yourself before it cedes an inch! Please, Diane, stop it now!”

«Unfaithful whores!» Diane roared in her mind as she kept adding power to her muscles, pushing them beyond the limits of Amazonian physiognomy and tapping into her true, divine power—the power of a demigoddess who was sprayed into existence by Zeus’s massive cock!

The Amazons were shocked as they saw all her muscles bloat monstrously from the tip of her fingers to her neck. Her back and her shoulder grew like monstrous walls of virility, hardened and ripped to an insane degree, veins and arteries galore, a sight powerful enough to draw dozens of Amazons to instantaneous orgasms:

“By the gods!! What power!! What virility and bullishness in such a young, fertile maiden!” The warriors fell from their seats, squirting spontaneously at the mere sight of the growing youth. The squishes and the splashes multiplied across the coliseum. Of the three hundred amazons there, about fifty were already cumming (or pissing!) themselves in uncontrollable arousal—a number Diane was sure to multiply.

“A little more power, then!!” The mad princess raised her arms above her head, still tied and constricted by the tight Lasso. With another mighty roar, the cracks around her body became one large, massive crater, which caused her body to sink a few feet into the ground, shaking the entire arena and throwing another few dozens of Amazons from their seats. “Fuck yeah!!” Despite all the burning and the cramping in her muscles, the princess was smiling. “Now we can really get this party started, baby!!”

Diane flexed. It was astounding, unbelievable the amount of muscles throbbing in her body. The threads of the Lasso were being swollen by that rigid mass of power; muscles literally heavier and denser than titanium in a body that was not only exorbitantly heavy—500 pounds at seven feet and eight inches—but growing heavier and taller by the minute!

Diane was increasing in size, roaring and spewing steam through her mouth as she channeled entire suns worth of energy into her muscles—but the Lasso, ever the unbreakable, magical chain, still constricted her growth. There came a point when the demigoddess had grown to 8ft-tall and over 550 pounds, but was finally put to a grinding hault by the Lasso’s pressure. The golden threads of the Lasso and her muscles were now in a battle to see who was stronger: if the threads would cut through the muscles or the muscles would tear the threads apart.

The Amazons—those who were still strong enough to not squirt their guts out, that is—all stood up, raised their fists, and cheered for the princess.

“Come on, Diane, you can do it! You’re the mightiest woman alive!!”

“Tear that Lasso apart, Diane, and then fuck us!! Fuck us with your titan body!! Diane, I…” Eventually, one by one, even these fearsome warriors began to cry and come, unable to hold back their arousal. “I’m so fucking horny!!”

“Fuck this lasso, my goddess!! Show the Queen who’s boss!!”

Diane smiled candidly as she heard those words, then she focused all her might again on her body, adding muscles atop muscles, making them grow and swell enormously, bestially, like a goddess of power slowly unraveling.

“Fuuuck… yooooou!!!” The princess screamed, and a massive shockwave of power cracked the gounrd around her. Her muscles swelled visibly and the threads of the Lasso shook under the increased stress, swallowed up by the growing muscle mass. Still, the constraint resisted, and Diane felt in the body the intense, sharp pain of her muscles being ripped apart by that thread.

«I don’t care what I need to suffer to break this fucking lasso!!» She roared in her mind, prepping herself for more growth, more power, more everything. «I need to win!! If I can’t break this lasso, I can’t kick the shit out of this Queen’s ass!!» She looked to the top of the platform, from where the majesty looked down upon her with such distinct condescension. “You filthy, fucking, slutty whore!!” She screamed aloud, for everyone to hear, and all the Amazons covered their mouths as a massive, much bigger growth spur began in Diane’s body.

It was the biggest, most terrifying growth wave to that point. The cracks grew all over the arena as the pantheon was shaken and many Amazons were knocked off their seats by the growing, swelling, hardening body of that power goddess. Diane closed her eyes and felt her neck as thick as a tree trunk. All the time she roared, feeling the waves of energy irradiating from her pores: “roooooaarr… ROOOAARR!!!”

Explosions seemed to happen. Those were the sounds coming from within her muscles, actually, gaining immense volume and density as she bulked on. Her weight ballooned to 600 pounds, then 650 pounds, while her height remained more of less the same.

Her body was being distorted by the Lasso, which gave in only a few inches for every couple dozens of pounds she added, being swallowed deeper and harder by the swelling muscle mass, which became bruised by its infernal constriction. Still, the Amazon’s skin wasn’t pierced or cut by the heavenly chord; The deceptive smoothness, softness of Diane’s body hid out a skin that was actually thicker than a rhino’s; she was literally an unstoppable, indestructible goddess of power, ready to shatter the last test of strength an Amazon could endure.

«I will fucking tear you up!!» She kept roaring as her body finally grew taller, jumping to 8ft2in while adding another fifty pounds in its musculature. Though the Lasso seemed intact, her superhero costume now unraveled under her muscles: the super-dense cloth was loudly being torn apart and revealing her rock-hard, glistening muscles to all the ravenous Amazonians in the audience, who were now fingering and kissing each other, driven mad by the masculine power of that raging, super-powered female stud! The costume had been designed to withstand the shock of a continental shift, yet its torn, raggedy threads were now falling on the ground as Diane added piles and pillars of muscles to her body.

The fitness goddess literally puffed white smoke though her nose and mouth, creating a golden aura of power around her body. Her power was unimaginable—yet still the pesky lasso constrained her! «Fuck you piece of shit!!»

More power. More power! The solution was always… to add more power! “ROOOAARR…!!!”

Before the Amazons could even realize what had happened… *snap!* A golden flash of light! A blinding sun glowing where the princess once stood! Then, pieces of rope hitting the ground and the stone, tearing through them like cannon balls at light speed. *boom!! Boom!! Boom!!* The Amazons fled, looking for protection as those projectiles moved faster than light!

“What’s happening?! What the fuck is happening?!”

The madness and destruction went on for five minutes until everything calmed down and the glow receded, revealing the massive, muscular princess in the middle of the arena, free and naked, her body shining divinely under the refraction of the sunlight by her steam.

“Fuck yeah. Oooh, fuck… YEEEAH!!” Diane looked to her arms and flexed her guns. *BOOM!* Her biceps swelled beautifully, each as big as a small calf.

She looked down, wanting to see her body, but couldn’t see anything; her breasts had grown so enormous that they simply blocked the view! There was not an inch between them; in fact, those beasts were so massive they hurt each other under the ferocious squeeze!

Thick threads of milk burst through her nipples. Even without doing a thing, the princess lactated. Oceans of pressurized milk danced inside her bosom; with a single breast, she could easily feed a city with tens of thousands of babies… and then be ready for her next squirt!

“Come to me, ya cunt!” The princess whispered, striking a pose on the cracked ground, flexing her massive, monstrous thighs and making her abs harden, dance, and bloat.

She had a 12-pack now. Her abs were glowing just like the rest of her body: perfect, ripped, vascular, and free! Not a thread of the Lasso remained in her muscles, not a piece of cloth in her skin. Some golden threads of the Lasso could be seen in the arena, especially around the princess, but they were nailed deep into the ground, having created a massive crater like the explosion of a bomb.

As the Amazons looked around, they saw the stone seats and decorative columns of the pantheon ruined by the Lasso’s explosion. Outside the place, one could find hundreds of trees shattered in the middle and trenches dug on the soil by the flying, rotating pieces of the chord. The effects of its rupture could be seen as far as miles away from the arena, with the roofs of the temples and peaks of the mountains cracked by them.

Diane stood glorious and triumphantly in the middle of the arena, not realizing at first that she had sunk about eight feet under the surface, thanks to the massive crater that had been created around her. As her muscles cooled off a little and she could finally admire herself with greater calm and ease, the princess laughed. She flexed her right biceps several times, hearing the sound of that baby swell and relax every single second.

“Oh, gods, thank you!” She flexed both arms and her chest, making her breasts squirt ounces milk. “I’m fucking shredded!”

One loud thud echoed all over the arena. Before anyone could swoon over the massive princess, they all looked up and saw the Queen standing at the tip of the platform.

The giant Alpha female clapped slowly and ironically. “Well, well, well.” Even from afar, she could see that Diane’s gains were substantial. “Not every Amazon can tear the Lasso of Honesty, you know. You are the only one who’s ever done. The only one, of course, after yours truly.”

There was a staggered silence in the audience, with many Amazons looking dumbfounded to one another. “What did you say, my liege?” One of them asked, but the Queen seemed to care only to the princess:

“I was fourteen when I finally managed to tear the Lasso apart.” She touched her lips, pretending to search her memories. “How old are you, really, Diane? Ahh, yes, I remember.” Her smiled beamed with sadistic superiority. “You’re twenty-two. So I guess you’re eight years late for the party.”

Diane didn’t lose her ground. In fact, she didn’t move at all while the Queen was speaking. Her face became lighter and her expression more inviting. Slowly, the princess drew a beautiful smile in her face, and with a calm, rumbling voice she addressed the Queen: “I never said you were weak, nor that you were a negligible opponent. I’m actually honored in having to fight such a powerful woman.” She bowed. When she stood straight again, however, she deepened her voice: “now come down here, cheap whore of the Amazons, and let’s finish what you started!”

The Queen didn’t lose her frame. In fact, she and her entourage only laughed before the princess’s petulant remarks. “What I started? Do not forget, sweet child, that before I whipped the floor with your face and wrecked eight whole temples of these isles by pummeling your body through their walls, it was you who had the audacity to challenge me! Who the hell do you think…”

*Boom!!* They were all silenced as Diane stomped the ground, her muscles turning her thigh thicker than a tree trunk. The ground was cracked in the middle, with the fissures growing up the platform and finally cracking the ground where the Queen stood.

“Fuck!!” Many of her acolytes jumped back, and the Queen looked down to Diane with just a little bit more than petty annoyance.

“This is your last chance to apologize, Diane.”

The princess raised one eyebrow. “There will be no apologies.”

Lowering her head, drawing a long sigh from her breast, the Queen spoke ever more calmly, her voice turning a bit childish as she addressed the rebellious princess: “Diane, you don’t need to do this. Understand, sweet, foolish child, that… if I unleash it on you… all my fury…” The platform, no, the entire arena began to tremble as something truly demonic grew within the matriarch’s body, “I. Will not. Stop.” She clutched her hands. Blood began to dripped from between her fingers. “I. Will not. Hold back!”

The princess threw her hair over her shoulders and gave the Queen the middle finger. That was it. Everyone could feel the subtle rumble of the Queen’s muscles under her robes. The Queen raised her hands and grabbed the white robes on her shoulders, casting them aside in one swell swoop.

There was silence. Even the princess froze in her place. Many averted their eyes as the body glowed on top of the platform, its physical perfection shining before the sunline, making everything dim around it.

As their sights unblurred, the Amazons could finally witness the Queen’s naked form. The ones that weren’t cumming finally came; the ones that were already cumming screamed in orgasmic agony and passed out into a coma. Countless knees went to the ground and foreheads touched the floor as fingers were crammed inside cunts and vicious masturbations drilled gallons from their female cores. The arena was filled with the moans of three hundred Amazons as Diane herself had to fight against her own arousal to keep her warrior pose. «B-by Zeus!!» She could only think at that moment. «Father! Who did you have to fuck to create such perfect a woman?!»

Diane didn’t just feel diminished; she felt her very spirit shattered as she witnessed that beautiful body shining on top of the platform. The breasts, the hips, the ass, the abs…! Everything in her seemed handcrafted for absolute pleasure and apocalyptic destruction!

“How big are you now, Diane?” The Queen smiled. Diane gulped and answered, unable to even feign rebelliousness any longer:

“About eight feet and five inches tall.” She flexed her biceps, seeing them grown and be covered by thick, throbbing veins. “If I had to guess my weight, I’d say…” She raised her arms over her head and flexed them along with her chest, her abs, and her glutes, feeling the sheer hardness of her body as the ground cracked and caved beneath her. “Eight hundred pounds, give or take.”

“Oh.” The Queen smiled, “then we’re about the same size.” She looked to her shoulders, chuckling as the power surged within her biceps. “This is going to be fun.”

The Queen said no more. With one, mighty move, she leapt off the platform, shattering the stone as she rose into the skies then fell a total of fifty feet into arena below, landing on it like a meteor.

The entire island shook as the Queen landed. Diane had to protect herself from the debris and the dust as a new crater was dug in front of her. «Has it started already?» She thought while hopping back several times, raising her fists in front of her torso to protect herself from any upcoming blow.

The Queen, however, stood calmly where she landed, her body still beaming with glory as the dust settled. Her breasts were aggressive, to the point of stealing Diane’s breath out of pure splendor. Those two beautiful milky mountains shook, making loud, sloshing noises with the obscene amounts of nectar they contained.

“I see you’re full.” The Queen commented, looking at Diane’s own breasts, which constantly leaked.

“Can’t help it.” Diane pinched her nipples, which squirted fatter threads of milk. “I am lactating like a cow.” She looked to the Queen’s bigger, fatter, harder breasts. “Yours too look on the egde.”

The Queen raised her muscular, bulging arms and fondled her tits with her hands. «Gods!!» Diane could actually see the streams of milk moving around inside those giant globes, then concentrating around the steel-hard nipples, but never actually gushing out.

“I always am.” The Queen looked at her, flexing her 14-pack abs. “How do you like my body?”

She was just as splendid as the last time Diane had seen her. The caramel-skinned princess had to focus so as not to lose her frame next to that living, breathing statue of absolute female perfection. The Queen was so beautiful Diane doubted even Aphrodite herself could be more alluring.

“You look good.” Diane flexed one biceps. “It’s a pity I will have to beat that pretty body up.”

The Queen flexed her legs, which roared like lions as they literally doubled in width. There were no more words from that fair-skinned, golden-haired Amazon; her deep-sea-blue eyes were locked on her opponent, who nonetheless kept her posture relaxed, shaking her abs as her muscles calmly flexed and throbbed.

Deep in her mind, Diane calmly assessed the situation: «she is thick. God, I knew this wasn’t going to be an easy fight, but even after a mild muscle transformation I’m still only at her level!» Her eyes wandered around the Queen’s fourteen perfect abdominal muscles. «Fuck, look at those muscles! How can a woman, even a giant one, can have so many?!» Slowly, she touched her own muscles. «I’m barely cracking a twelve-pack, and she still hasn’t gone through a muscle transformation of her own!»

Still, Diane was confident, more aroused than afraid of that woman. Slowly, she adopted a defensive stance, but still weak and lax one. She wasn’t truly defending herself from an attack, but instead, to the shock of everyone present… she was inviting one!

“I’ll give you the first blow.” The arrogant youth smiled, seemingly having struck a nerve on her mighty adversary.

The Queen was taken aback. No warrior had ever lowered their guard before her! «Very well.» Her muscles were hardened and her powerful legs roared like engines, and the ground cracked around before she exploded in one massive leap forward, cutting the distance between her and the princess in less than half a second.

Those in the audience who had blinked missed the movement. For them, it was almost as if the Queen had teleported!

“What?!” They blinked hard and rubbed their eyes. “What the fuck happened?”

*Boom!!* The first blow had landed right in the middle of Diane’s boobs! The princess grunted and squealed while her body, at first, cracked the ground with her feet, being dragged back by the superpowered punch—which was then followed by hundreds of other punches, all aimed at her bosom!

The Queen was vicious. Her arms bulged and rippled like virile obscenities as she punched those breasts with full power. She was literally holding back no punches; short of muscle-transforming, the Queen was giving it all at her current level, exhaling steam as she aimed relentlessly at the princess’s chest.

The overflowing tanks exploded with milk all over her body. The splashes were so strong they hit the Amazons in the audience, dozens of feet away. The Queen was being bathed under the milk as she hit and punched and massacred those tits, hell-bent on hurting her rival where it pained her the most.

“I hope you’ve been begging for another ass-kick of your lifetime, Diane, for that’s exactly what you’re going to get!”

Once her body was completely painted in white and dripping with milk, the Queen grabbed Diane by the hair and jumped, lifting both their bodies several feet into the air, and then knee-kicking the princess in the cunt.

Diane lifted her head and screamed. It was deep, growling roar of pain, her insides crushed by the air pressure alone, and she gritted her teeth as the Queen followed that blow with dozens of stronger ones.

“How do you like that, girl?!” The Queen was smiling. Except from some punctual and casual remarks, she couldn’t speak as she enjoyed savaging that body. Her knee and her powerful thigh had turned into a giant blur in the air as she repeatedly massacred that cunt with knee-kicks, their bodies literally rising in the air as she sucker-kicked her groins, then enjoying a finishing move by throwing a punch in her cunt. “I hope you had many children already, Diane, for now…” She flexed her biceps and pulled her arms back, “I’m ruining your womb!”

She punched her: it was a right hook straight into her cunt! Despite all her power, however, the Queen felt her hand hurt and her fingers creak once the fist landed on the vulva, but failed to penetrate it! Diane all but literally had a cunt of steel!

The Queen smiled proudly. “You fucking skank! So, I shouldn’t have taken you so lightly!” She grabbed the contender by the hair and threw her down, falling fast into the ground. As the body was still falling, however, the Queen threw a massive double-kick on her back, sending her at the speed of sound to the ground below. *Boooom!!!*

When Diane crashed, a huge explosion sent debris flying all over the place. The Queen, however, was still saving up for her finishing move: jumping in the air, she aimed both legs on the body below, flexing them at the very last moment, and then landing with another double-kick right at the center of Diane’s spine.

She felt her feet crush the Amazon’s back! The combined force of her kick and her fall allowed for the absolute destruction of the arena, with four giant cracks almost as wide as canyons split the place from at straight angled and pulverized all the seats with the impact, sending a few Amazons flying away.

“Aahh!!” Their screams were muffled, however, by the stone and the dust flying everywhere, as well as the huge pillars of the many columns that were destroyed in the place.

*Booooom!!!* The impact reverbed all over the island. Around its rocky edges, massive gushes of air crated vast waves and masses of foam in the ocean. The kick had been so powerful that it actually created cracks all the way down to the core of the isles, splitting the shores and creating underwater gushes of air many hundreds of feet into the ocean.

That single kick had all but cracked the island, and a few more kicks with equal power would no doubt split it completely into several smaller islets. The Queen didn’t even wait for the dust to settle, however, before turning this scenario into a reality: with her eyes shut, she threw hundreds of other kicks in fast sequence on the princess’s back, nailing her body deeper and deeper into the ground.

The two Amazons had sunk fifteen feet into the crater when the Queen, having gotten tired of kicking, pulled the princess by the hair and brought her face up for close inspection. To her dismay, the bitch was smiling!

“Why?” The princess stretched her back and made quick, humorous cracks with her neck. “Why did you stop? Fuck, this back massage was so fucking good!”

The queen’s voice cracked for a moment. “Why aren’t you defending yourself, Diane?”

The princess then spit blood in her face, laughing as she felt the glorious pain in all her muscles. “Because I’m actually turned on by your blows.” She winked. “Come on, my liege, do it again! Or is this really all you can offer?”

She was quickly shut as the Queen pulled her hair with a mighty grip. All her muscles roared and her face contorted into a hideous, demonic shape, pure ire and fury burning inside her. “You fucking…!!” The Queen was also silent, however, as she allowed only her fists to speak for her: she punched that face like a training bag countless times in a single second, sending it to the ground and then nailing it there with further punches.

She alternated her fists in a punching extravaganza, hundreds and hundreds of blows turning her arms into a blur, creating flashes of power as the ground cracked and a mass of dust surrounded the two warring goddesses. Her fists were slowly painted red, and blood was sprinkled over her chest as she roared and punched that face until its skull cracked.

Diane’s head and torso were completely nailed to the ground. When the Queen finally halted her blows, the earth and dust fell back on Diane’s face, covering it while leaving the rest of her body and her milky tits still exposed. The Queen then proceeding to punch the ever-loving crap out of every visible inch of that massive body.

“Your bones, Diane! I wanna hear them crack!!” Hundreds and thousands of blows battered Diane’s tits until they were gushing gallons of milk on her. “Fucking split you in half with my bare, naked fists! Oh, what a wonderful feeling!!” She alternated between the princess’s tits and her abs. “Die!!” The ground kept caving and caving, their bodies sinking in the soil. “Die!” Diane’s abs turned light-purple as the punches created numerous craters on the ground. “Die!!” The queen focused on Diane’s hips, battering her womb and sinking her lower abs under a lightning-speed barrage of countless blows. “Fucking… die!!”

The Queen pulled back her right arm, readying it for an unimaginable surge of power. Her biceps swelled to scary proportions, covered with veins more numerous and thicker than the full body of a professional bodybuilder. Then, she grabbed Diane’s right thigh with her left hand, making sure the body wouldn’t be thrown away by the blow. “Fucking…!! Fucking…!!! DIE!!” The Queen punched. Her fist was sent straight into the princess’s cunt.

Diane’s vulva caved in a little, but not entirely. A gush of lubes burst out from the cunt, splashing on the the fist as the Queen retrieved it and looked at it in horror. “What?! The?! Fuck!!”

Diane’s cunt seemed to be enjoying that massacre! It was squirting fat, steamy liquids on the ground, creating a small puddle while the princess’s body trembled and shivered.

“You fucking…!!” The Queen threw more punches at her. And then more punches. And then some more, just for good measure. The blows multiplied until her hand was slowly sinking inside the cunt, but nonetheless still failing to break the seal of her vulva. “What the fuck is this cunt made of?!” The Queen pulled her arm all the way back, stretching it as far as she could, and then she threw the mightiest punch she could at that level of musculature, finally managing to pierce Diane’s cunt with her fist.

*Bloom!!* There was a grave, cracking sound of the fist penetrating the cunt, then plowing the vagina halfway to the cervix. The Queen pulled back and punched again. Her fist drilled deeper, now grazing the cervix. With another punch, the Queen began to break apart the cervix irtself, and after six or seven more blows she was successfully punching Diane straight into her womb!

The princess’s body shook violently on the ground, with her massive tits hardening and spewing goblets of milk into the air. “That’s right!! Feel my fist in your fucking womb!!” The Queen threw more punches like those deep into the woman’s core, and after twenty blows she was hitting the back of the young woman’s uterus, pushing it all the way up in her body and moving her organs out of place.

Her arm was covered with goo. The cunt was squirting madly, showering her face whenever the Queen retrieved her arm back. «What the fuck?!» As she kept repeatedly battering her, the Queen wondered in terror: «is she actually… enjoying all of this?!»

More and more blows followed, with the Queen focused on increasing their speed without sacrificing their power. Soon, she was throwing maybe a couple of dozens of blows in that cunt… every second! All of them equally strong, each of them able to split a rhino in half.

Diane’s belly bulged obscenely as the fist made its way up to her womb. At one point, the Queen grabbed her ovaries and squished them, making the body convulse desperately on the ground. “Fucking suffer!!” She squished and squashed, then pulled the ovaries down, bringing the womb along with her Fallopian canals, almost ripping them from the woman’s organ.

The cunt, however, not only remained gushing, but did so harder, practically showering the Queen with squirts. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” She released the womb and went back to punching it. “I will tear you in half!! Don’t you see it?!” With one mighty punch, she sent the womb all the way up to Diane’s ribcage, and her body finally froze as those bones creaked under the bulge. “Yeah, that’s right! This is the pain I like to inflict!”

The Queen pulled her arm back, extracting from that cunt another ocean of juices. She was nonetheless shocked by seeing Diane’s body shaking not in pain, but in an orgasmic bliss! For the first time in ages, the Queen felt… powerless! “What the… what the actual fuck?!” As Diane’s face was still drilled into the ground, the mighty woman couldn’t gauge the princess’s reactions.

A wave of rage took over her muscles, prompting her to grab the princess’s thighs with both arms and pull them up violently. The Queen roared as she pressed her abs against those thighs and forced Diane’s legs open into a full-split, and then further into an inverted angle! With her massive arms, the Queen was pulled those thighs apart, splitting them until she could hear the bones in Diane’s hips creaking! “I can tear you in half like fucking paper!!”

The Queen wanted blood! The Queen wanted pain! The Queen wanted endless screams and cries for help from that surrendered pussy… yet she got none of them as she heard the creaks and the slight cracks of the woman’s body, followed by gushes not of blood, but of lube from her cunt. «The fuck…?!»

The Queen didn’t want to kill her –not yet—but she realized this might have been the only way to really teach that princess her place. “Alright, you skank!” She readied her muscles. “I will have your guts, then!”

She pulled the legs outward, her force enough to rip the limbs out an elephant or the tail out of a whale! By the gods, how hard and brutally she pulled! Loud cracks were heard as the bones were split and the legs were dislocated from the hips. She kept pulling and pulling, yet the cunt kept squirting and squirting. The harder the pulled, the hotter the princess came.

The Queen’s over-blown abs were dripping with hot cunt-sauce while she slowly stood up and flexed her muscles to an extreme, pulling those legs until she could hear the flesh tearing up in the middle. Her back became a monstrosity of shredded muscles and throbbing arteries, and her glutes were so hard one could count every individual fiber stressed to its limits, so damn close to a rupturing point!

The Queen’s abs were almost nearing a sixteen-pack, and she exerted incredible pressure on her entire body, but especially on her arms, which were bulging thicker than tree trunks. If she spent any longer on that delirious flex, she would unwittingly enter the first phase of her muscle transformation—which she wanted to avoid not for mercy to her opponent, but for the sake of the islands themselves. «If I bulk up… it’s the end of Temischyra!»

Yet still, even though she worked as hard as that level of musculature allowed her, and even though the bones of the princess’s hips were shattered, the 8ft5in-tall, 900-pound muscle beast still couldn’t crack that bitch in half. “Fuck you, whore!!” Dropping the legs, the Queen kicked Diane straight in the stomach, sending her flying hundreds of feet away and crashing through many columns of the pantheon. Then, once Diane had crashed on the ground, she stomped on her hard, defenseless legs many times for every second—dozens, then hundreds, then finally thousands of blows per second—until the cracks in the island grew into canyons and their bodies were about twenty feet deep in a massive crater.

When the Queen finally paused, she realized she was breaking sweat! «Fuck me!» She cleaned the beads of sweat off her forehead. «This was fucking intense!» Then, to her dismay, she heard something under the rubbles beyond her feet. “What?”

The pile of dirt covering Diane unraveled little by little as her battered body squirmed in pleasure. Her cunt still expelled some thin threads of lube as the princess raised her arms to her face and cleared it of all the dirt. Then, much to the Queen’s dismay, Diane’s face emerged from the hole not just with a smile, but with a long, resounding laughter.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha!! God, that was so fucking good!” She looked to her staggered Queen, who stepped back in frank horror. “What? Don’t you tell me you’re already done with me!” She touched her abs, feeling her womb and her other organs burning inside her. “God, I’m hurting so good! Hadn’t had this much fun since Unus, the Conqueror, threw a whole fucking planet at my face! What? Wait, did you honestly expect that to be the end of me?” The Queen couldn’t be sure when the princess was joking or not. Her laughter was more than just booming; it was downright spine-chilling! “Oh, no! No, no, no, my beautiful queen, no! I’m no longer the young teenager you beat into a pulp, you see. The princess shook her legs, which had magically reconnected with their bones back into her hips. “See? My bones are all fine again. You broke them good, my queen, you did a real good beating on me. Still, I’m afraid that’s not even ten percent of your power—and you know it.” Watching her horrified opponent give further steps back, the princess stood up clumsily, shaking from her sore muscles, and finally cracking her knuckles as she yawned and smirked. “Guess I’ll have to, uh, give ya a little push, heh?”

The princess leapt forward. When her fist hit the Queen, plunging into her abs, contorting and deforming them as it sank into her guts, the mighty blonde felt time itself freeze and her entire life flash before her eyes—a mighty warrior enjoying her last moments on Earth before being vanquished by the foe she so long had underestimated! “Don’t you worry. I’m all grown up now. You can throw me grown-up punches!” The princess whispered in her ears, time seemingly of no effect to her, all while her fist was still sinking and crushing the woman’s abs in slow motion. “We will have a looooot of time to play!” Giggling like a psychotic child, she gave her Queen a kiss on the cheeks before furthering the plunge of her fists on the woman’s abs, making a bloodbath out of her guts, and exasperating the majesty as she felt her throat being flooded with hot, scorching blood. “I am going to have sooo much fun with you!”

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Diane stood before all her kingdom, ready to be judged. The princess of the Amazons had committed a grave crime—one for which other Amazons had been sentenced to death—, but she was calm and haughty, just like how royals tend to behave. «Nothing will come out of this,» she told herself, looking at the vast pantheon filled with the Amazonian elite—three hundred gorgeous muscle women, maybe more, watching her, waiting for her judgment. «The most I will get is a slap on the wrist,» the princess thought. «Worst case scenario, we get into a fight.» She then smiled. «Well, I guess that’s the best case scenario.»

Diane was like a big parent who agreed to partake on the theatre play of his children just to make them feel proud of themselves. She had no intention of carrying through with that nonsense, nor did she have any concrete fear of being hurt or detained—even by three hundred mighty Amazons all at once.

Everyone who saw her knew one thing: there was no way to stop that woman. All Amazons were tall, beautiful, and outrageously muscular, but Diane was even more ludicrously so. At little over twenty-two years of age, that youth put the others to absolute shame with her 7’6ft-tall, 500-pound muscular body. Diane never even bothered hitting the gym or exercising as assiduously as the other Amazons, yet she developed a physique which was, quite possibly, the second most well-endowed of all the beauties in the isles—behind only the massive body of…

«Just look at ‘em poor things.» The princess looked around the pantheon, seeing the hundreds of trembling, panting women gazing at her with so much desire. She had dared to come back to Themyscira dressed in her costume: a tight, blue-and-red spandex that stuck so firmly to her body it didn’t even look like clothing, but body-paint. Her golden (the only thing that wasn’t glued to her skin) was stretched to its limits thanks to her wide hips and her ungodly thick legs.

That woman was perfection in every sense of the word. Her body communicated strength, fertility, masculinity, and stamina in a way no other Amazon could. Many tongues were unrolled, dripping with desire, and Diane could hear the crossing of dozens, if not dozens of legs as she knew she was being coveted and admired by the hungry audience.

They too, after all, wanted a good spectacle. Nobody believed the princess would be punished, but everyone was sure she was going to do… something!… that would be well-worth their time and wait. It was well-known that Diane, aside from being a princess and a superhero, was a domineering Alpha female who collected lovers like certain species of birds collect pebbles for their nests: she was ravenous to the point of pathology! How many men and women had she consumed since she left the isles, many on the audience wondered, looking at one another and being sure that, oh, Diane had consumed them all.

They were not just mere members the Amazonian elite; those women were all of Diane’s past lovers, from summer romances to one-night flings, to routine booty-calls to side-pussies for when she was bored. Diane looked at them and smiled, remembering the fun time she had with each and every one of them, knowing they could never forget the potency of her fingers, the length and power of her tongue, the flexibility of her body, the ferociousness of her fists! No hole in those women had been unexplored by the craving Amazon, and there was an unspoken consensus that all of them wanted the princess to be set free so she could once again do to their bodies what no creature, human or god, could ever do after they met her.

Diane lifted her hands and tried to crack her knuckles, but the Lasso of Honesty, which bound her wrists, made the action very difficult. Still she flexed, making her biceps stretch the lasso to its limits, creating a loud noise that brought everyone’s attention to her and made all those warriors gulp and shiver.

The princess smiled. “That’s how you lik’a see me, huh?” She flexed again, this time making a wave of muscles rippling down from her chest to her hips. “All tied up for you?” The lasso was wrapped around her neck, her arms, her lower chest, her abs, and her legs. It was the only unbreakable object for the Amazon; no matter how much she tried, she would never free herself from her own weapon, but still she felt she could beat all those contenders in it—and with her eyes closed!

Diane looked down, feeling the pressure of the lasso on her swollen muscles. Her breasts were almost swallowing the knot over her belly; those two beautiful, bouncing orbs so big and hard they were almost tearing the woman’s costume apart.

Diane kept turning around, making sure all the beauties there could witness every inch of her over-developed body. “I’ve grown a great deal since I’d last been here.” The Amazon was all games and smiles, biting her lips as she flexed so liberally. “I’m taller, I’m thicker. Guess there ain’t one bimbo soul in these isles able to pin me down.” She flexed her guns again, and her biceps swelled to such outrageous proportions many Amazons covered their mouths, afraid she was actually going to tear the Lasso. “Oh, look! My babies are so big… and so hard!”

She flexed her biceps harder, putting the lasso under tremendous stress. Thick veins grew over the Amazon’s neck, which was also tied by the lasso, and she had to pause and struck a pose so that the energy flowed through her body uninterrupted.

Her ten-pack abs trembled, each muscle growing and bloating into an obscene, rigid mass. Every inch of the lasso was stressed and tearing up, with the loud, stretching noises only turning her on. Her thighs bloated into tree trunks of steel—legs as thick and muscular as a horse’s—and her ass hardened to such a degree many thought the swollen buttocks were going to slap against the woman’s spine!

Her glutes were so hard and over-muscular that they were permanently perking up; when relaxed, they looked flexed, and when flexed like looked like growing, bloating beasts threatening to tear the fabric of whatever clothes she wore.

Her skirt too was stretching, much frailer than the rest of her uniform. Her clothes seemed to have been made of a special, indestructible cloth, which allowed them to resist that muscle growth without tearing up in a million pieces, but the skit seemed to be the exception: its fibers were torn one by one, and its width grew visibly with the woman’s widening hips, much beyond the maximum size it was designed to withstand.

“Oh, sisters!” Diane’s voice was deep, groveling, purring. “My breasts are so hard!” She shook her chest, making those gigantic beauties dance. “It’s been many hours since I had a good pair of lovers on my arms. You know, sisters, how important are your mouths and your tongues for breasts this overdeveloped.” As she gave them a naughty look, Diane heard many of their pussies dripping. Some women were visibly panting, rocking their bodies to-and-fro while threads of sweet nectar flowed down their legs. They were all moist, and the only difference between the strong- and the weak-willed was whether they let their cunts drip or not.

One of these strong women –the Head Instructress, trainer and mentor of all the archipelago’s warriors—sat in the front rows, clearly shaken by Diane’s exhibitionism, but still managing to contain all her fluids inside of her, even if barely! The mighty Amazon had her thick, bulky legs crossed, with the juices piling up inside her pussy and some drips leaking onto her thighs. The woman focused: «no!» Diane could hear her telling herself: «I ain’t falling for this again!»

The princess of the Amazons turned to her and stepped closer. Everyone could see she was looking at her, which brough extreme shame and arousal to that flustered woman. “Head Instructress!” Diane exclaimed pompously, flexing every one of her muscles as she moved: legs bloating, biceps swelling, abs shredded, and her tits bouncing loudly, with splashy sounds every time they moved. “Don’t you want to lend me a help with those two massive tits?” She shook her bosom, and two large stains grew in her uniform. “Oh, Instructress, they are so full!! I know you are the only one in these isles able to drink all of my offering!” Diane spread her legs out, as much as the Lasso allowed, and the Amazons were hypnotized by the drips of nectar flowing down her legs. “Head Instructress, your princess is so aroused! Come here and satiate this fire with your mouth, your tongue, your fingers!” She winked. “I know you want, and I know only you can.” She mockingly turned her head to the other Amazons. “None of these have what you got. I am much stronger, much thirstier now, and in those whole damned isles, I know you are still the only one able to take on me.

“Diane, please!” Still, the Instructress was too distracted by her former apprentice’s massive breasts. The stains were growing quickly on her costume! Oh! Was she really lactating that much, and so soon?! “Princess, my liege, have some respect.”

The princess walked quickly to the mural that separated the arena from the audience. With one effortless hop, she stood on top of it, looking at her Instructress in the eye. “Fuck you.” She said aloud, drawing many gasps from the Amazons. “You know I don’t care about a thing in this world; I only care about you, master, and your thick, muscular body pinning mine on the ground, punishing me like the bad girl I am.”

“Diane… please…” But the Instructress was paralyzed by Diane’s tongue, which slowly licked the woman’s fat, gorgeous lips, creating a loud, slurping sounds that caused many a dozen of Amazons to shiver. The princess’s bosom was dangling so close to hers! Those were the two most massively-endowed women in the islands, and their bosoms were so great they nearly touched even when the women stood a few feet apart from one another.

Diane leaned closer, her seductive gaze consuming the Instructress like a predator. “Fuck me.” She flexed her chest, and her breasts squirted milk under the costume. “Do me. I’m all tied up and ready for you!”

“Diane… please!”

The Instructress had no more words, however, when the princess jumped down from the mural, cracking the ground with her feet as she landed. “Wow!” Many gasps were drawn from those excited breasts as the Amazons saw her feet sinking on the stone. The princess was so heavy she could tear any floor she walked on with simple steps.

Still tied and constrained by the yellow, glowing Lasso, Diane turned around and sucked more breaths out of the audience with the sight of her ass. “So much muscle!” One Amazon beside the Instructress commented, drawn by the overdeveloped musculature of Diane’s shoulders and back. “By the gods! How can a young woman have such bulk?!”

Diane raised her shoulders and flexed her arms, and at that moment many gasps and drips could be heard as the women were filled with arousal. Her back was partially flexed to an obscenity of muscles, and her ass hopped jovially, powerfully, making coarse sounds even with the slightest of motions. The woman slowly  began to squat down, sitting on the Instructress’s lap as she looked around and saw many pretty, interesting faces in the audience.

“A lot of new flesh here, I see.” She stared at one Amazon near the Instructress, who was panted and drooled, crossing her legs constantly to try and contain her arousal. “I’ve never met you before, have I, sweetheart?” Diane lifted her arms and stretched, laying down lazily on the poor woman’s lap. “I’ve never fucked you, have I?”

The desperate lady shook her head, unable to speak, while the Instructress made one last (and feeble) attempt to stop the sassy youth: “Diane, enough!” She pushed her mighty bosom, but was met with an incredible resistance. “Fuck!!”

The Amazons were startled when they heard one long, loud splashing sound, like that of a stream being finally let free. Once they looked at the Instructress’s legs, they realized that, oh!, the mighty warrior had squirted herself!

“Not ‘squirted!’” Some whispered. “She’s still squirting!!”

The Instructress would be ashamed if she wasn’t so aroused. “Fuck!” She had her hands on Diane’s buttocks, and those muscles were incredible! “Oh, fuck!!” She touched, squeezed, and fumbled them, drawing more ounces of liquids from her cooch. “Oh, for the gods! Fuck!!” She looked at her lover and smiled. How long it had been since she last touched her! “Your ass is amazing, Diane!”

The princess, then, laid on her lap and shook her massive hips, provoking a stronger, louder gush from the woman. “I know.” Her massive breasts were shaking, so bountiful and jovial, and all her muscles were rippling, inviting the touch. “Have at thee, my lover.” Diane stretched out, laying down completely on her woman, resting her feet on the mural and exposing her full body to dozens of craving eyes. “Your princess is all tied up just for you.”

The Instructress knew she shouldn’t—and she did it. She raised her hands on the princess and touched her massive abs, feeling their hardness electrify her. “Fuck!” More nectar burst from her cunt, gushing on the princess’s ass and dripping loudly on the floor. “You’ve… gods!” She cleared her throat. “You’ve really grown!”

Diane smiled, shaking her breasts and making the stains grow. “I’ve grown bigger, harder, fuller.” She raised her hands to the Instructress’s face, fondling her cheeks very lovingly. “Come. Take my dress down and suck on my breasts.” Many women gasped, astounded by her forwardness. “I know you wanna.” She looked to the other, inexperienced Amazon. “I know you all want to!”

Something in her eyes invited the newbie to do the unthinkable: with her hands trembling, she touched one of those breasts with the tip of her finger, only to immediately retrieve her hand and pant: “aahee!!” Her moan was long and high-pitched. Juices exploded from her cunt in a lousy mess: *spluursh!!* There was a loud flood on the seat and the floor as many Amazons looked at her, astounded by the volume of her ejaculate.

“For the gods, woman, what have you done?”

The poor lady could only look at them and reply: “I’m sorry, but… they’re just so hard!”

Diane smiled, having fun with her sweet innocence. “You see, Instructress? Even the newbie here recognizes a good breast when she sees one.” She looked to her enraptured lover. “Why don’t you fumble those breasts a bit harder…”

“Diane, stop it!”

“…so that you can feel what a real woman looks and feels like?”

“Diane, stop!” But the Instructress was silenced as Diane, tired of waiting, grabbed her breasts instead! “Fuck!!” The Instructress squirted, her loud, messy jets bathing the MURAL in front of her.

“You’re hard.” Diane squeezed her knockers. “You’re full.” She stuck her tongue out. “Let me taste ‘em, then you come and taste mine.” She licked her lips and left her mouth opened, breathing hot, and sometimes moaning. “Stick your tongue inside me and take me.” She moved her body like a cat stretching out. “I want to cum! Please, Instructress! Please, any of you!” Her eyes moved around the Amazons, who were all panting and shivering. “Make. Me. Cum!”

The princess felt a wonderful pressure in her boobs, and then she realized the novice was grabbing them. “By the gods!!” The touch didn’t last long, however. “Aah!!” Overtaken by arousal, the novice took her hands out and fell out of her seat, immediately moving her fingers to her cunt and frigging herself until everyone could hear the loud, quick splashes of her lubes. “Zeus!!”

Diane and the Instructress felt her squirts on their head and legs, respectively. Diane looked up, seeing the former master mesmerized. “Stop fighting it. It’s useless.” She raised her hands and pulled the Instructress’s face, caressing her chin and cuddling her cheeks. “Don’t fight the attraction. Embrace it.” The Instructress saw herself closer and closer to Diane’s full, red lips. Her heartbeat could be heard from the other side of the arena. Her vulva throbbed like a heart, one long stream of lubes flowing endlessly from it.

The Instructress was built like a brickhouse, and the combined weight of both women was enough to make the seat crack. Still, she only felt great peace and comfort on the princess’s muscles, knowing that the princess felt the same on hers. They were two ladies as big as mares and outrageously fertile, their mighty bosoms shaking as the loads of milk in them made loud, tempting noises.

The Instructress could feel Diane’s warm breath in her mouth. Suddenly, she couldn’t come any closer: her massive breast was blocked by Diane’s, which squirted even more milk in her costume. The Instructress’s squirted too, and soon their bountiful chests were rubbing against each other with wet noises, lactating harder as their hugged each other stronger and brought their lips to a close.

“Diane!” A powerful scream cut them short, and Diane felt a tremendous arousal in her nerves. “Get back to your place!”

All the Amazons were startled, going back quickly to their seats, but the princess acted like it was nothing serious—the only one of them unafraid of the booming voice.

“It’s been a long time… my queen.” The daring youth looked to the tall platform in front of the arena, from where a blinding glimmer came.

“Get back. I won’t repeat myself again.”

Sighing, Diane slowly stood from the Instructress’s lap, turning her back to her lovers and whispering: “you ain’t seen the last of me yet, my beauties” She winked, then leapt back into the arena.

The Amazons held their breaths, watching the princess and her rival exchange fiery glances across the arena. Diane was the spectacle everyone already knew, but the Queen was an even rarer sight—one that barely ever appeared to such a large audience, even during the most sacred of ceremonies.

Despite her coolness, Diane sensed her own heart beating faster. «I won’t be intimidated by this golden skank. Not anymore!» She still remembered the last time she spent with her, and her blood boiled with the fires of revenge… and arousal!

The calm, arrogant words of the Queen still resonated in her ears, like they had met yesterday: «I will allow you to fuck me, dear… if you defeat me in a fight.» She had cracked her knuckles and stepped out of her throne that day, ordering away her servants with royal gestures while facing the young princess without a thread of fear. “If you force me to admit defeat, I’m yours forever.” She stretched her arms, and her myriad of muscles struck fear directly in Diane’s heart. “Ready when you are.”

The princess still felt in her bones the brutal pummeling she got from the matriarch. How cruelly she was pinned against the floor and punched through the walls until the palace was crumbling! How effortlessly she was thrown around by the endless blows of the mighty goddess, how beastly she had been beaten in the guts until she was puking blood, how savagely her cunt was struck by the heartless bitch’s fist!

When the Queen said she was going “all out,” she had truly meant it. The beating got so bad that many servants were moved to plead for Diane’s sake, begging in tears and on their knees while the Queen painted the walls red with the teenager’s blood: “please, my queen, she’s just a kid! She doesn’t know any better!” Yet they all shut up once the Queen turned to them her fiery gaze, threatening to turn her fury at their bodies if they didn’t know their place.

Diane remember, oh, how she remembered how at first she was so aroused, then scared, then in pain, then in agony, spewing and sneezing blood while her body was battered from multiple directions simultaneously, almost as if the Queen could teleport and beat her from wherever she chose.  Though the teenager resisted bravely, no one could say she had actually “fought.” For three hours, she took blow after blow after blow, growing purple and bloated with so many bruises, without uttering a word of help, without even thinking about debasing herself next to that Queen. As the hours went by, however, and the beating went from midday to the night, the princess was finally tearing up, barely feeling her own muscles, with her superhuman bones finally close to cracking.

“Please, my queeeeen!!” She cried, and whatever remained of the palace rumbled with her agonizing scream. “Meeeercy!!! I beg you mercy!!” But there was no mercy for the next three or four hours: the Queen grabbed Diane’s neck and shoved her face against walls and furniture of pure metal, bending them with her head. She pushed and pulled the face from the surfaces thousands of times a minute, drilling them with her head, battering them like no living creature could be battered by any other in that world.

And that was far from the end: as blood was spilling all over the rooms, the Queen thrust the body into the air and made her crash against the stone ceilings, which cracked and sometimes succumbed under the blows. Then she leapt into the air and caught the princess’s body before it even started to fall, pulling her down with equal strength into the ground, drilling her on the stone and creating massive craters with the impact. The Queen then lifted Diane’s body in the air and round-house kicked her like a beast, her massive legs turned into a machine of kicks that pummeled the princess dozens of times before her body was thrown at the walls. She punched her guts, slapped her tits, and kicked her cunt countless times in a frenzy while the teenager’s was pressed against a wall, which sooner of later succumbed under the intense, countless blows. The princess coughed pints of blood, painting the Queen red, but nothing disturbed or startled the savage woman, who proceeded to grab her falling body by the hair, lift her up and crush her like a boxing bag.

The hours had become seconds and the second had become an eternity. Time itself was beaten as Diane was brutally, savagely, bestially wrecked and destroyed by that potent lady, who hadn’t even begun to sweat when she realized the punishment had been fitting enough. “I bet you never forget who destroyed you!” She lifted the woman in the air, showing her quasi-corpse to all the servants who still had the guts to witness the massacre. “Lest you want your body used as a wrecking ball again!”

There was no dignity left in Diana that night. From ten in the morning to ten in the night of the following day, she had been crushed with such relentlessness that she never knew when one blow ended and ten others began. Her face was bloodied and disfigured once the Queen was done to her, and her body was one giant purple mass of bruises which must have horrified and scared the servants.

She was left laying on her own blood, which kept pouring in pints from her nose, her mouth, her eyes, her ears, her nipples, her cunt, and her anus. Shapes of fists were engraved in her skin, and some of her muscles were deformed to such an extent that it took them a whole year to get back into shape. The princess whimpered and yelped, still miraculously alive, and when the Queen dropped her on the ground, she felt as if the entire Earth had been thrown against her back: *booom!!*

It took Diane a whole year to heal from her wounds and walk again like a normal Amazon. When the Queen said she was never going to forget that beating, she meant it; there were times when Diane woke up screaming in the Tower of Might, startling her superhero companions:

“Wondrous Woman, what’s going on? What’s happening, Diane, tell us!” And they were all shocked when they saw the princess curling in a fetal position and crying, openly panting as she actually felt the punches and the kicks and the mighty, cruel blows all over again, with even the vivid suffocation of her body being crushed against the walls and beaten to near-death.

“B-b-by g-g-gods!!” At those times, she sounded like a child again. “M-m-mercy, ma’am!! H-have m-mercy!!”

Diane loved a good beating, but that had gone well over the edge. «You’ve nearly broken my spirit, you whore!» She looked up to the woman on the tall platform and felt the rage taking over her every nerve and muscle. «I couldn’t sleep well for years! Fucking years! You made me wet myself in the middle of the night!» Unbeknownst to her, her fury was making her muscles grow and the Lasso be stretched to its limits. «I will fucking end you!!» Diane’s eyes were almost glazing. «I will fucking teach you your rightfully place and make you suffer for what you did to me!!»

A lazy girl before that event, Diane began to assiduously exercise as soon as she got to her feet again. Rarely had she ever hit the gym or wrestle with other Amazons, preferring instead to spend her time idling, swimming, running around on forest, or just slacking off with her friends and lovers. After that beating, thought, it was like a new woman had been born—a much more brutal, relentless woman, and one filled with endless amounts of rage.

“Diane, you need to cool off.” Her teammates sometimes warned her, scared by how vicious she could be in a fight. There were times when Diane hurled entire buildings atop of villains and foes, or other times when she turned big, muscular villains into punching bags even well after they were crying for mercy.

Liking it or not, the Queen of the Amazons had instilled in her princess a taste for sadism, and now that Amazon was about to unleash everything she’d learned on her many years of training and super heroism.

Diane stood in the middle of the Arena, looking up smugly to her Queen. She couldn’t see the woman properly in the middle of all that golden glow that emanated from her body. The youth’s heart was beating quickly, her legs relaxing and involuntarily spreading next to the perfection she was about to see.

Diane might have been a demigoddess… but so was the Queen! The princess could have wandered around freely in those isles like they were her personal harem—and, to a degree, they were—, but privileges ended wherever the Queen could be found: not only was the matriarch also a daughter of Zeus, but many wondered whether the “purity” of her blood was superior to Diane—after all, the sex between a god and a human, as was in Diane’s case, tends to produce lower-ranking offspring than between a god… and a demigoddess!

No one knew who the Queen’s mother was, but many suspected it was some demigoddess like Diane herself. The way the Queen shone and moved, the power in every single muscle, the rumbling of her voice, and just overall her sheer massiveness betrayed a superior bloodline that Diane could only dream with.

Therefore, even though the princess had been training for years to become the mightiest woman alive; even though she had saved the Earth countless times and beaten the ever-living crap out of the most powerful, muscular, virile warlords in the universe; even though she had trained and gained enough muscle mass to be able to punch through a fucking mountain… she was nervous. For the first time since she’s got the beating of her life, Diane was unsure of herself.

Her eyes adjusted to the shine and finally they saw the massive woman. «Fuck!» Standing at eight feet and seven inches, the Queen was just as mighty, busty, and muscular as she’d ever been. Her abs glistened with twelve mighty, swollen muscles under her tank top. Her breasts made rumbling sounds, like iron bars being bent, and were so hard there was barely any jiggle to them.

The super female looked down upon the teenager, smirking like the arrogant cougar she was. Though she clearly saw the princess was bigger, thicker, and stronger, her 22-year-old ass couldn’t compare to her own. The Queen “looked” forty, but even saying that might be dishonest; her skin was perfect and her face was more arousing than Diane’s herself.

The mighty Queen didn’t go to the trouble of flexing her muscles and showing off to the princess. She knew she didn’t have too. Already unflexed, her ass was far mightier, fuller, and harder than the 22-year-old’s. There wasn’t even a comparison to be made between the two Alpha females: if one of them was a puma, the other was a lioness bathed in the blood of a fresh battle. There was a sense of seriousness, a “life-or-death” aura hovering on the arena; an omen saying that whatever arousal they once felt for the princess could now be discarded, and whatever lightheartedness there had been in that situation should be promptly forgotten.

The Queen had arrived, so they better stop fucking around… or else.

“My liege.” Diane slowly bowed, avoiding any irony or sarcasm in the voice. There was a long silence between the Alpha females, during which Diane knew she was being inspected.

“My, oh, my.” The powerful lioness purred. “How big you’ve grown, child, since you last abandoned us.”

“I haven’t…”

“Silence.” And, to everyone’s shock, the princess shut up and bowed again.

She was cursing herself in her head for being so weak-minded, but she hadn’t still adjusted herself to the presence of the Queen. It had been, after all, such long time!

“Now, Diane, what are we supposed to do with you?” The Queen shook her head in disappointment, knowing it was all theatrics. “You’ve abandoned Temiskira. You joined the mortals in their fancy, foolish petty squabbles. You got entangled with a male! You betrayed your kind and spit in the face of the gods! What, oh, child, did you expect by coming back here?”

This time, Diane wasn’t afraid when she looked up: “to fight you.” All the air was sucked out of the hundreds who heard her. “I didn’t come back here to ask for forgiveness. I came here to take your crown off your head—with my bloodied fists, if necessary.” She then flexed her muscles, ready to show off how much she had grown. “Don’t bother with any judgement. I ain’t here to be judged.” The Lasso was stretched, and her muscles had only now begun to truly grow! “I’m not in the mood to hearing your bitch voice. I’m here to kick your fucking ass!”

Everyone watched in awe as Diane did the unthinkable, growing her body until the Lasso was nearly torn off—“everyone,” of course, expect the mighty Queen, who watched the whole spectacle unfazed. “Bring it on… bitch.” She smirked, seeing the princess transform into a raging beast of pure muscle, power, and fertility!

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A super muscular stud fucks his woman through a mountain

The male arrived at one of the valley’s walls, pressing her body against the rock.

‘Whore!’ And he thrust in her with even greater savagery. ‘Wake up, you cunt!!’

‘Aaaaheee!!!’ She screamed atop of her lungs! Her mouth opened so wide her jaw seemed close to breaking! ‘Aaaaaheee!!!’

Placing his feet firmer on the ground, the super-male crushed her pussy with all the might his massive, muscular glutes allowed.

Boom-boom-boom-boom-booom…!! At every second, he crammed eleven inches of his dong ten times inside the woman.

Craaarrsssh!! It was enough to open rifts on the rock and make the wall slowly split open in two for their bodies.

‘Aaaaaheee!!’ The female felt her back bleed as that male crushed her so hard against the wall.

Her muscles were tested beyond their limits. She was sinking in the stone… and fainting once at every minute!

‘Aaahaee… aaheee!!!’

The super-male never stopped pounding her with atomic strength: boom-booom-booom-boom-booom-boooomm-booom…!! The cracks grew across the wall, taking over the entire valley.

Craaaaarrssh!!! Giant boulders fell around them. Craaarsshh!! The woman’s body sank deep into the wall.

That male fucked her so hard she felt her organs being rearranged around her waist, with her stomach, guts, and liver all climbing up her throat.

‘Aaaaaheee…!!’ Her eyes swirled madly. ‘Aaa-aaaaheeee…!!!’

Feeling blasts all over her skull, the female was pushed deeper into a coma while that male sank her body over two feet inside that wall!

Not only quicker, the male was also fucking her much harder!

‘Your cervix, bitch… nooow!!’

‘Aaaaaheee!!!’

Twelves inches of prick travelled deep inside that cunt, crushing her cervix with astounding ease.

The pleasure explosion was enough to rescue her from a coma and turn her cunt into a fountain of female nectar: ssbliiiiirrsshh, bliiiirrsssh, bliiiiiirrsshh…!!

Her eyes sank deeper and rolled frenzidly in her sockets, busting her tear ducts.

‘Aaahh…!!!’

Her body sank deeper and deeper in the wall. Boom-boom, baaaam, baaaamm!! The male’s body turned that surface to dust.

‘Aaaaheee!!!’

He extracted pints of orgasms from her cunt with the ease of turning a tap.

«God…!!» Her mind exploded. «God…!!!»

Crraaassssh, blooom, boooom!!! They were both six feet into the mountain wall!! The male was literally drilling her body into the mountain with the power of his thrusts.

‘Ooooaarrrrhh!!’

‘Aaaaaaheeee…!!’

Thirteen inches… fourteen inches!… fifteen inches of cock inside that bitch!… and that was still nothing to him!

‘Aaaaheee!!! Aaaaarrhh!!’

There was a thick, white mist inside that crack; it was the steam coming out of the super-male’s body, which burned with the same energy as five thousand bulls in heat.

‘Brrooooomm!!!’ Like a horse, the male started to neigh and grow. ‘Boooom-bruuuhuur-uuurhh!!’

She could feel the whole mountain tumbling down with the power of that stud.

Cracks opened up on the valley’s ground, making thousands of gallons of spunk leak. The walls unraveled, creating dangerous landslides all around the mountain.

Thousands of trees were swept away, and whole sections of the mountain range were leveled by the rifts that just kept sprawling and expanding all over the place.

Brrruuuumm!! Brruuuuuumm!! Bruuuuuuumm!! Vanessa and her male were already twenty feet inside the rock, which turned to dust around them. The man fucked her so much and so hard he was literally building a tunnel with her body on the mountain.

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Two muscle goddesses DESTROY THE WORLD with the power of their superhuman FUCKING!

“Aren’t these orgasms enough for you already?” Apparently they were, for the princess was once again moaning and howling to the moon. “Alright, then!” The Queen firmed her fingers. “I’ll give you all the orgasms you demanded!” She slapped her enormous bum. “I see you can take it, big girl!”

“FUUUUCK!! STOP FUCKING TALKING AND MAKE ME CUUUUUM-OOOOOHH!!!” Just as the princess screamed, her body was frozen under a million orgasms per second and counting. By the way the Queen annihilated her cunt, that milestone had not only been reached, but thrashed with ease, the numbers of orgasms blasting through one and half million per second, and then some!

The princess sank her fists on the ground and crushed it. The stone turned to dust under her mighty grip, and her scream literally split the skies. “FUUUCK!! SO GOOD!!” She screamed so many times the Queen’s ears began to hurt, and she massacred that cunt until her fingers were bruised and her bones about to crack.

“By the gods, you’re almost literally made of iron!” The oceans of squirt splashed on her face, almost washing her body away. “Fucking… die, you fucking cunt!!”

But Diane, amidst that delirious deluge of orgasms, calmly lifted her head and stared at her queen, flaunting a calm, placid smile in her face. “Is this really all… FUCK!!!… that you can do??!”

Diane then flipped her body on the Queen, who screamed as she felt her own cunt pierced by the princess’s fingers. Diane gave her a wicked smile, and the Queen had no doubt that she was going to thrash her cunt even more mercilessly than he had thrashed hers.

“Please, Diane!” The Queen rolled her eyes and spread her legs. “P-p-please!!”

Diane masturbated her. The orgasms were immediate. The Queen screamed and jumped on the ground, cracking it with her massive body, making them both sink gradually deeper into the wide, sprawling crater. Just as Diane had suffered and withered under millions of orgasms, so was the Queen about to suffer the same fate now—a million orgasms per second and counting, the mighty princess easily and quickly beating her in her own game, using her own technique so masterfully and perfectly against her!

“You fucking…!!” The Queen tried to scream, but she was losing her fucking mind in the process! “Oh, you fucking…!!” Her voice was then silenced for good, taken by so many orgasms that her whole body became as stiff as iron.

The orgasms multiplied, making her sight blur and blank. She was seeing millions of lightning bolts in front of her, and her insides really seemed like they were burning under a lightning storm.

The Queen screamed, ailed, and despaired, and her cunt soon outpaced Diane’s own in the size and strength of its loads—not that it made a great difference at that point, as both goddesses were cumming so hard that the entire island was leaking with their juices.

“GAAAWD!! OH, GOD!!!” Diane screamed, still torturing that cunt with as many orgasms as possible.

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!!” The Queen found some strength to counter-attack the muscled goddess and, uninhibited by her superior power, crammed her finger into her cunt, striking her with just as many orgasms.

Both bitches came, both bitches screamed, and their bodies jumped and quivered so hard that the island quickly unraveled. They felt the ocean waters crashing against their bodies, with thousands of masses of stone falling in all directions, some of them hitting their backs and crashing over their muscles—which were too hard to even notice a thing.

“Fuck yeah, fuck yeah!!” The Queen panted, surprisingly calm amidst those tortuous orgasms. “FUCK YEAH, BITCH!!!” An explosion. A burst of light. Diane was briefly blinded as a sun seemed to have exploded in her face, and then she felt her body pushed and crushed under the waters, hurled by a growing mass as hard as steel. «Fuck!» She knew what it was all about. «She’s growing!» Her body trembled in excitement. «She’s fucking bulking!»

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Two goddesses of destruction fight and wrestle until their very isles sink underwater! A BLOODY, BRUTAL tale of CUM and PAIN!

Diane was a generous demigoddess: while the Queen serviced herself on the princess’s neck, she squeezed her cooch and sank her fingers slowly inside the Queen’s, fondling it with enough power to soon have the royal moaning in her ears.

Not one to be left behind, though, the Queen quickly came down to explore Diane’s back, squeezing her buttocks, spreading them apart, and piercing her anus with three fingers. “Oh, yeah, baaaby!!” The princess rolled her eyes and moaned. “Fuck!! Shit!! Fuck my ass so gooooood!!”

“You don’t know how good I’m gonna give ya!” The Queen surprised Diane by fingering her cunt with her other hand, doubly-stimulating her until the Princess nearly lost control of her movements.

“Fuck!” She smiled with her eyes closed, and then she kissed the Queen’s face as if paying her tribute, thanking her for those masterful strokes. “Wow, you’re good!” Bouts of pleasure made her muscles shake and harden. “Fuck!! Wow!! Oh, by the gods!!” The fire grew. “By!! The gods!!”

The Queen smiled, upping the pace of her double-masturbation. “You can stop fingering me, if you want.” She kissed the princess’s neck, adding a new layer a pleasure to her orgasms. “You pay me back later.”

“Oh, god!!” Diane was too proud to let go off her so quickly, but… damn! If that pleasure wasn’t incredible! “By the gods, you’re good!!”

“It’s time for you to learn what really made me a Queen.” She licked Diane’s neck. “Relax, my darling, and… enjoy the ride.” She picked up both the pace and the strength of her fingering.

“FUCK…!!” All the air was sucked out of her breast. She heard the squishing sounds of her cunt and anus being stimulated while the Queen licked her nape and sucked her breasts, sometime slurping around her armpits, tasting her sweat and cleaning her body like a cat.

“You’re so tasty!” The Queen paid special attention to her armpits, sucking all the sweat and blood on them before laying her mouth on the princess’s breast and suckling on it not like a toddler, but as a thirsty calf.

Diane was moaning loudly, and eventually she was howling to the moon, barely believing the scorching intensity of the fire that consumed her. «This is seriously… aah!!» She wiggled her waist, twerking reflexively as the masturbation overtook her senses. She was crying and panting, hugging the Queen harder and sinking her teeth on her shoulder, taking a massive bite of her muscles.

“Harder.” The Queen commanded, making her motions so much more relentless. The princess bit her harder until she felt her teeth caving into her skin. “Harder.” The Queen ordered again, torturing her with yet stronger, more merciless motions, prying her pussy and making it drool on the ground while the princess puffed and moaned:

“Fuck… you bitch!!” She bit the Queen with outstanding force, sinking her teeth on her muscles, feeling the blood pour into her mouth and slide down on the Queen’s back. “Fuck!!” She bit harder, realizing she was on the edge of a massive…

“Orgasm, my dear? Okay.” The Queen smiled. “How many orgasms do you want?” She was already cumming, of course, but the type of orgasms the Queen referred to was much stronger than those run-of-the-mill ones the princess was having.

The young woman bit her harder, drinking from her blood, all while quivering and shaking much stronger on the ground, making its cracks grow and multiply. The Queen fingered her harder, drawing panting, gasping moans from the bitch.

“Fuck!! Oh, gods!! Hera!!” She asked for divine help, but none would come. “Oh, Hera, please!!” The squishing sounds on her cunt were ferocious when the Queen repeated her question:

“How many orgasms? Just say a number and I’ll deliver it to you.”

Diane laughed. “Are you, cunt? Then fine. A million orgasms, that’s what I want!”

“A million? Pff!” The queen scoffed. “Are you sure that’s all you can t-?”

“Shut up, bitch! I didn’t say a million orgasms in total!” She bit the Queen’s earlobes before laying in her ears her utmost desire: “I meant a million orgasms… per second!” The Queen raised one eyebrow. “Oh. Now we’re talking.” She gently nodded, sucking the princess’s neck. “Fine. A million orgasms per second it is.”

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