A pile of men laid on the floor, making it very hard for Imelda to reach the inner quarters of her queen’s palace. «For fuck’s sake,» she sighed, jumping over the massive bodies with great difficulty. «Even for her, this is quite overdoing it.»
It was a sight she had gotten used to, though. The most beautiful, hard, muscular males were all gathered in those long halls, their naked and ripped bodies spread out on the floor, ready for the taking from any daring Amazonian who wished a good cock inside of her, yet the mighty woman barely paid them any, jumping over them and zigzagging between the mounds of their piled-up bodies while trying to not get lost in that massive castle. The rainforest added heat to an already heated place, and at times she felt like a turkey on Thanksgiving, cooking in a most unpleasant way.
The males were shivering. She spent some time stopping by some of them and gawking at their amazing, divinely sculpted physiques. It was not arousal, but rather admiration: while most women spent their entire lives without fucking a male at least 10% as attractive as the least attractive of the men in that castle, her Queen was able to consume those not by the dozens, not by the hundreds, but literally by the thousands every day. At points she even doubted there were so many of these men in the world, like such overwhelming amount of beauty was just a physical impossibility. «I guess the top 1% of males really is that hot!» She put her foot on the ripped, swollen abs of one of those studs, making him quiver with even greater pain than he already was under. «Damn, my Queen. Leave some meat for some of us less developed goddesses.»
On her calve, she felt a tiny hand fumbling her. Well, it wasn’t a small hand; behind her, she saw, was a 230-pound fitness model who commanded millions of dollars in paychecks every years thanks to his smoldering Latino-look and his Heaven-sculpted physique. His biceps were bulging as he moved so painfully on the ground, trying to get a piece of that woman. “I…” His voice, dark and deep as the depths of the deepest oceans, struck the goddess with some kind of fire; even with all her sexual abundance, those males were a temptation hard enough to resist. “I… Im… Imelda.” The gorgeous male squeezed her tight, but in that muscle he met nothing but the utmost resistance. “F-fuck…” His penis twitched and hardened. “It’s like… iron.”
The power-woman turned around and kicked him under his abs, right above his crotch. The male contorted and cried before she kicked him one more time, literally throwing him away like nothing. “Touch me again without permission and I’ll rip your cock clean with my teeth and eat it in front of you.” She wasn’t joking; her face was fire and fury; no one would ever dare cross that woman. “Any of you.” She turned around, challenging the literal piles of uber-muscular fitness gods to a fight. “Feeling strong and haughty? Then come at me and test my muscles.” The goddess flexed, feeling the power surge within her veins; her muscles barely rigid at all, yet already harder than any of the muscles of those super studs around her. “I’m not in the mood for used, fucked up flesh today. A goddess such as myself deserves nothing but the freshest meat.” She licked her fat, dark, wide lips and smacked them, making a pop rumble throughout the halls. “The meat our Queen is having.” In the distance, very faintly, she could hear the moans and gasps of the dozens of men still strong enough to take on her royal; there was a long walk until she got there, and the Queen—judging by the lack of her own roars—was barely having any effort taming those haughty males in her abode.
“You.” She leaned down to a man and grabbed him by the balls. The daunting penis of the man flopped in and around her arm, its tip reaching halfway to her elbow. She cared not for the impressiveness of that dick, which was so fat she could barely hold it until her finger met around its girth, and measured a daunting eight inches while completely, absolutely, outrageously soft. “Up, up!” Without a care in the world, she pulled the beast up, bringing over three hundred pounds of muscle into the air by the waist while the man squealed and cried like a pig. “Get all these dudes out.” She kicked him, and the man’s ass, spanked by her mighty foot, crumbled and collapsed as if its muscle was made of clay. “Come on, pig!” She kicked him again, time and time and time again, and one final time so hard that the body of the man, muscles everywhere, flew many feet away and crashed against a wall, whimpering and crying as a blood dripped from his groins—not blood due to her treatment, though, but the Queen’s many, many hours ago. “I want this place clean off useless flesh. We will be getting your services once more again… soon. For now,” she clapped, and her claps literally made the stained-glass windows crack, “out, all of you! Back to your quarters! Get some rest, regrow your muscles.” The stepped over many puddles of blood, many of the penises drained out of so much cum that their balls had receded into their own crotches and the dicks were forced to ejaculate nothing else but the liquid of their veins. “Fuck, you’ve been specially fucked, I see.”
Some of the men had absolute terror in their eyes. They latched on to the ground like cats about to fall from the trees, even though there was no threat at all to them—well, maybe not entirely; the entire castle was trembling and quaking oh-so-faintly, courtesy of the bloody Queen whose cunt never stopped teaching those males a lesson in virility. “What…?!” Some of these men, with blood dripping from their eyes like tears, looked up to the tall, virile female, and gasped: “what are you?”
Imelda put her foot over his head and crushed it. “I’m god.” She raised her foot and brought it down with fury. CRASH!! The ground underneath the man’s skull cracked, and the rest of the body of that muscular giant squirmed like an insect’s after it had its head crushed by a stone. Uncaring and cold, she raised her foot again, and one more time brought it down. BAAAM!! The cracks sprawled from the small crater, and the man’s skull was drilled about six inches into the marble, his eyes finally shut and his body no longer moving.
Puffing steam through her nostrils and laying her fists on her waist, the goddess made her way through the pile of males, counting the steps until she arrived at her Majesty superb love room. The height of those walls and piles of men were an impressive sight; everywhere she went, there was literally more flesh than stone and, if her Queen ever wanted it, she could easily build a palace solely with the bodies of her fucked up lovers. “Your bodies would be the bricks.” She said out loud, to herself, fearing no shame in being heard. “Your cum would be the cement.”
She looked around those piles of males and counted them just for fun: “two thousand, five hundred and sixty-eight… two thousand, five hundred and sixty-nine…” She stopped by a new pile, where at least fifty men must surely have been laying, one atop the other, a huge mess of fuck-drunk, messed-up males looking like they were beaten and trampled upon by a horde of bisons. “One, two, three…” Quickly, pointing at each piece of ass, she counted indeed a total of fifty-eight men in that one singular pile, adding them to her overall score: “with these five hundred and seventy behind me, that’d make the whole sum, mm…” She touched her chin and raised her eyes, thinking for a second. “Alright, that’s two thousand, six hundred and twenty.” She sighed. “And this is barely one third of the castle. Fuck, my other girls must be having hell in counting you all lazy asses.” Walking again, she laid her hand on the mass of beaten males and dragged all the cum in their sweaty bodies on her fingers. The massive loads of cum dripped on the ground, forming a trail along her steps, and the semen formed huge piles on her hand as she fumbled those males. “I’ll have to order at least five thousand of you every day until you recover.” She took her hand off those walls of virile muscle and brought it to her face, smelling deeply the scent of that sweet cum she had in her palm—a whole Evian bottle of warm sperm. “Mm… mm.” She closed her eyes and walked more slowly, feeling all the details and variations of that nice, generous load of testicle juice. “Gotta give it to you: you are some fine pieces of ass. Mm, mm!” She brought the palm to her lips and slowly started to lick the cum and drink it like a cat. “This is some quality nut.” She looked again to the virile broth and saw it was so thick that it barely attached to her tongue; she had to eat it if she wanted it inside of her. “Goddamn you males!” She stopped by some men and gave their hard asses one powerful, assertive slap. “Your cum is specially high quality today!”
Walking like nothing was going on in her mind, she began to eat the cum like a cake. Three big bites was all she needed until the cake was over; she enjoyed the semen for as long as she could, finding special pleasure in bloating her cheeks with that tasty male juice and yawning like dental care, then gargling on the semen before swallowing it and feeling its thick, viscous content descend inch by inch on her throat until it filled her belly so hot and good. “Mm, mm. Oh, god, that’s some good semen!”
The woman sent the semen from one cheek to the other, experiencing the wild range of flavors contained in that heavenly load. She yawned very slowly, activating all her billions of cells in her super sensible palate to evaluate the genetic quality of that semen—down to every individual male that had come in there. “Mm, mm. These are twelve different men. Their loads range from moderate quality to very good quality. Mm, mm. Fine breeders, you are, though not of the finest kind. Your penises range from eight inches to a nice fourteen inches when hard, and your testicles, mm… mm… your testicles can cum from a little cupful to a XL Coke bottle of semen. The thickness and consistency, mm… that’s kinda lacking.” The goddess lifted her head slowly and, without moving a muscle in her throat, let the warm jizz slide into her throat, flowing slowly until it mixed with the big load already in her stomach. “Your semen is still liquid, my studs, which is far beneath the semi-solid mass of a real good cum.” Far from cleaning her lips, she reveled on their smears: she licked her palm, kissed it, sucked it, and then she sucked every single one of her thumbs down to their bases, making sure that not one drop of that filthy broth was left wasted. “Fucking hell, you’re a B-class type of studs, and still you all taste so good.” Her hands freely slapped the hard, massive asses of those muscular stallions, making many shiver and grunt while they simply tried to sleep. “I do not know where my Queen finds so many of you. Ever since we conquered this land, we’ve had over a million of your kind, and still we need more to keep our furnaces well fed.” She laid her palms on her groin, feeling her womb throbbing. “Oh, fuck. I’m horny.” She looked around the place, seeing if any of those wasted man was of stellar fucking material. “Today… I will make babies.”
The males tried to touch her and worship her everywhere she passed. Even with their eyes closed and their ears bleeding, they could literally locate her by the power of her walking; her feet stomped the ground with a strength to make it crack, and the walls rumbled as the windows cracked—some of them literally shattered—all under her mere stroll. Many tried to pull the thin, silky robe she wore over her body, trying to uncover the formidable mountain of muscles that she was. Their faces were met with skull-cracking stomps, and their breaths were almost extinguished under her brief, but terrifying fits of rage. Imelda was much less forgiving than her majesty—a necessity, maybe, for an Alpha female who nonetheless was still not at the very top of the pack; in order to survive even her Queen, she needed to be ruthless, whereas the majesty could afford the grace and the humility only available to the truly safe, the truly secure.
«That bitch. Where is she?» She cracked her knuckles and tried to keep her anger in check. Those piles of men were getting too old already. The length of the walk unnerved her. She wanted to breed now, yet the distance from her breeding ground was really getting to her nerves. «Where is that bitch hat breeds hundreds of studs without even telling me about it?» Her ropes grew apart in her body, revealing more and more of her musculature as she strolled at a faster pace and released steam through her nostrils. Enraged and pumped, the power woman was a force to be reckoned with. «My bitch! My Queen! Where the fuck are you?»
She turned around a few hundred times before she finally arrived at her destination: in the anti-chamber of Her Majesties quarters, a sight of absolute delight. “Hello, studs.” The men who weren’t already standing stood up at once, their combined movement making a rumble that would be scary and terrifying anywhere else—but that, in that place, was barely audible under the ferocious spanking, banging, pounding, screaming, and crying that was going on beyond the portal into the Queen’s bedroom.
Ignoring the sound, which had indeed become so commonplace as to be imperceptible to her, Imelda focused instead on the power beasts around her, and she feared not giving them as generous smile as she approved everything of what she saw. “I see. As always, she has left the finest for last.”
“My lady Imeld-”
BOOM! The room quaked. The fucking and banging going on in the bedroom stopped for a little, for even the Queen herself heard that violent sound, only to a second later resume fucking as if nothing had happened.
The man who had dared to speak was now on his knees, his immensely gigantic body shivering and quivering like a naked lamb on the cold, his massive chest weaving, her breath leaving him, and his mouth finally opening to let out a huge stream of puke. Bloorsh! The puke splashed on the lady’s ropes, giving her no anger at all. With one foot, she stomped the monster’s skull, and his face was sent banging against his own puddle of vomit so hard it cracked the ground beneath it.
Imelda looked around. The massive, beautiful males were shivering. No word was exchanged, no look other than hers, for even the tallest men began to lower their heads and avoid their gaze—all but maybe two or three of them. «The bulls,» she thought, smiling wider as she left the beaten man behind. That guy who’s just puked was a 7ft3in-tall, 450-pound muscle behemoth whom, prior to be called into the Queen’s harem, used to fight crazed beasts in the wild, protecting villages for a price, and who had infamously wrestled a bull into the ground in under than seconds and snapped his neck like a toothpick, and now he was there, on the ground, quivering and almost crying after a single punch of Her Majesty’s confidant.
The great lady walked calmly and lazily by every man, stopping by every once and then so she could feel their muscles and fumble their genitalia. She said no word; there were only motions: the woman stopped by a stud who was a whole foot taller than her—a 7ft9in tall beast of a man—and whose over-muscular frame absolutely dwarfed hers, when he was the one who shivered and cowered, turning around obediently as the lady rolled him by the hips. “Amazing musculature.” She laid her lips on his right flank and started to eat it, to consume it, licking and coating it with her saliva as her hands fumbled both his gigantic, plentiful abdominal muscles, and his lower back. “Come here, stud.” She turned the guy around aggressively, pushing him against the wall and making the entire chamber quake again, with the guy panting as she pressed her hips against his massive, round hard ass, and them giggling her hips on the crack between his glutes almost as if she had a penis, feeling her own vulva finally moisten and swell and give her the beginnings of a splendorous pleasure. “Ooh, yeah. Yeah, baby, baby good!” The turned the guy around again, laying her left hand on his abs and pressing him against the wall. “What a good horse you are.” He raised her right hand to the man’s face. Another thing there was rising, but she paid it no attention—yet. She grabbed the man’s cheeks and turned his head from side to side, seeing his heavenly face in all its splendorous, young, beautiful glory, and realized that the massive stud—a beast who weighed over 500 pounds with under 5% body fat—was merely a 19-year-old youngling. “You’re are nice breeding slave. Oh, god, look at these.” She put her fingers into his lips and forced them open, and the men began to pant quickly, almost as if dying inside. “Oh, what good teeth.” She turned the man’s face and kept prying his lips open, evaluating his perfect white, shiny teeth. “Protruding canines, almost like a wolf.” She let him go, stepping back to see him in his full glory. “How much cum are you able to produce, slave?”
The man weaved. His eyes were moist, almost tearing up. He looked to the other men, who looked at him to give him confidence, reassuring him that the dark lady wouldn’t do anything too aggressive if he was wise. Gulping painfully, the beast spoke in tone deeper than the Mariana trenches: “my lady…”
“Drop the niceties.” He looked sternly up to him. “No ‘my lady’ bullshit. Just tell it as it is.”
The beast crossed his superb, massive arms under his back, trying to hide his shivering and his nervousness. “Mm, my… uh…” He closed his eyes and shook his head. “A barrel.” Imelda lifted one eyebrow. “I can ejaculate a barrel of hot seed.” He looked down to her master and made a very, very foolish move: “you would like to…?”
A hand. Just a raised hand. One raised hand and that’s all that was needed for the giant to shut the fuck up and the entire room to fall into stillness—thought not “silence.” In the bedroom beyond the large, golden door, indescribable horrors were unfolding, with the final men of the Queen screaming for mercy as she consumed them like they would never be consumed before. Imelda tried to not pay attention at those sounds, knowing full well they reflected a power that she would never truly, truly have.
The woman—the goddess—heard many stretching noises on the room, and her smile became more malicious, if not more loving. “You boys enjoying yourself to my body?” She stepped further back, turning from side to side slightly, taking the lighting of the room into account so that the men could see the absurd profile of her outrageously muscular and curvy body from under her robes. “I will rip and devour the penis of any man who’s fully heard.” She closed her eyes and pointed forward. “Except this guy.” She opened one eye and looked at him. “He’s the only stud who’s allowed to be hard during my presence. Every other male will be emasculated if you disappear. This is no place for horny teenagers, after all.” She ran her hands down along her sexy profile, highlighting the ridiculously muscular, thick, sensual figure of her titanic body. “Alright, my studs. Don’t disappoint me, will you? I really don’t want any blood today. Alright. Three… two…” She waited a little longer. “One…”
She turned around and opened her eyes. About twenty-eight men were in that room, and around her she saw twenty-seven semi-hardened cocks. A few of them—the Bulls—were actually fully (or almost fully) soft, with only four or five men coming really close to me outstanding hard. “Oh, my, my.” Her smile now became beaming, for she approved a great deal of what she witnessed.
The biggest cocks known to mankind were there, in that room, and the offering for the night was surely one of the finest the Queen had ever assembled. Imelda feared not in displaying her raging arousal, spreading her legs up, like a cowgirl amount to mount her horse, and letting the strands of umidity flow down her uber-muscular thighs into tiny puddles around her feet. In front and around of her she counted twenty-seven outstandingly massive penises even when “just” semi hard, with the hardest ones belonging to the weakest males, and the softest ones to the finest of the finest meats of the Queen. “I’m impressed with you Bulls.” She looked at the three males who remained mostly soft; only one, however, dared to look her in the eye. “Leonardo, aren’t you?” She spoke to that one male, and the place rumbled as he reflexively (daringly?) flexed his muscles. “Oh, my. Aren’t you one gigantic beast.”
The stud, while soft, was already the biggest member in the room: between his legs dangled an appendix of such impressive, monstrous proportions, that even the other males kept their distance from him, already respectful of the monster’s obvious status as Absolute Alpha of the group. The monster raised his chin and dared to face the lady as a superior, not as a mere servant, and the noble picked up on his challenge, laying her fists on her hips and throwing him a scorching one-sided smirk. “Arrogant horse. Before you even get the chance of gazing upon our mighty regent, I will destroy you.” She turned her back from him slowly, yet already she could hear the beast gulping, his nervousness beginning to show through his hastened, pacing breath. “Your eighteen-inch-long soft penis mighty be already as thick as an arm, and you may have fucked over 15,000 women before you were ever recruited; and I figure that your fecundity is, indeed, hella impressive, with every single one of your women becoming knocked-up even when you used industrial-scale condoms, and even when they were on the pill (and even both together!), and that you have bred them with an average of two children each, resulting in an offspring that is literally 30-33 thousand strong… however!” Powerfully, she flexed her chest, her arms, and her shoulders, and all the males there either gulped or shivered upon seeing the massive expansion of her muscles, so fucking strong that even her lose robes threatened to be ripped by them somehow. “You will realize that all the world you thought was your own out there… all the planet you thought you ruled over, because you are such a massive, powerful stallion…” She giggled. “All that world was a mere training ground to this castle. To us! Your Queen and your regent.” She stepped back towards her eighteen-year-old muscle giant, whose massive cock rose past his bellybutton; nothing less than an outstanding 24-inch pillar of manhood. “Let me get warmed up for you first.”
The poor stud was trembling. As the hands of the woman touched his penis, a massive broth of precum spurted out of his immense urethra, bubbling up in a gooey, steamy mess that immediately filled her fingers and covered the entire gigantic surface of his monstrosity of a cock. Instead of being annoyed, the woman cooed, looking up with great pleasure and approval to her beloved stallion. “Such a young horse already producing so much of this virile juice.” She smacked her lips, stretching her jaw slowly and sensuously. “I know you’re young, and I know you barely fucked, like, 200 women before coming here. It’s natural, my stud, but I must urge you to contain yourself.” If the cock of the stallion was impressive, his balls were even more so. Despite having a 24-inch hard cock, his manhood actually looked disproportionally small compared to the testicles that powered that beast: dangling as low as his knees, his milkmakers were literally as gigantic as American footballs, managing to outflank even the mighty Bull whose cock remained the softest of all cocks in that chamber.
It was precisely those two superb seed-making machines that Imelda slapped like a dominatrix, and it was precisely those slaps that made the stud cry and almost collapse on his knees before the goddess. Imelda put one hand on his gigantic abdominals and pushed him back, literally cracking the wall behind him this time. “You can cry. It’s okay. I know I’m too much a woman for you.” She cast a sly look behind her, seeing if all man were still soft. “Remember: a penis goes hard, a penis gets chopped.” The belly of the giantess literally roared, and the chamber was filled by the sound of a feline hunger. “I’m serious. One of out favorite punishments, as you might know, for the very worst offenders of this land—the rapists, the serial murderers, the worst of corrupts, and all that manly vermin of the Earth!—is to take off their pants, bite off their cocks raw, and then… oh!” Her pussy grew more swollen and harder. She was lubricating like crazy, but that was still barely even the beginning of the beginning. “We eat those cocks raw if they are appetizing enough. If a criminal is more hung than eight inches, we fucking dine on his genitalia. Normal minds can barely comprehend the pleasure that is to bite the cock of an odious man and feel the semen squirting out of his balls just as we chew on them.” She turned around just a bit, caressing the massive cock of the youngster with one hand; not jerking him, but mostly just grazing him, making him even more afraid and nervous than if she was actually pumping his dick for raw seed. “It’s just like fruits, honestly: biting a testicle of a well-endowed male, you see… the real good part…” She licked her lips and shivered, the waves of pleasure taking over. “The fattest part of the testicle… damn!” Her eyes rolled. “If you do it right, you now, the juices squirt out into the walls, even the ceiling. Oh, god, it’s good to eat the genitals of a male whose done nothing but harm to society, and so I’ll eat yours too, indeed, if you dare disobey me.” She turned around quickly, as if to catch some man on a weak spot, or as if to answer a question nobody actually made: “‘But what crime have we commited?’ You might wonder. Well, no crime. It’s just that we can do whatever we please, so, if you’re feeling daring…” She chuckled. “Try me. Test my patience. It sure has been a long time since my stomach has had actual cock for dinner, not just the juice.” Out of nowhere, then, the beast woman gripped the cock of her stud by the crown, and the poor male just moaned and groaned while his hips twerked like a woman’s and his massive ass literally cracked the walls further with those movements. “If you can’t resist what I’m going to do to this stud, close your eyes and shut your ears, because… yes, I admit: the arousal of my body subduing a big beast like this wonderful horse here…” Her other hand caressed the superb pecs of that ultra-massive breeder. “It is one hell of an arousing sight. Now…” She turned her face again to her male, who was sobbing under her touch. “Oooh, baby. Mommy’s hurting you like this, mm? Like… this?”
With her hand on his cock, she performed a twisting motion which immediately brought the giant to his knees. The goddess grabbed the giant by his neck and pushed him aggressively against the wall, crushing the stone and making parts of the wall fall on into the ground. “I love younglings like you. The feeling of mastery and domination is just something we cannot get from any of these other studs. Now, my darling…” Pumping his crown, she felt the jets of precum hitting her bosom and absolutely drenching her robes. “Fear not. I’m not gonna fuck your for real.” She licked her lips. “You are too young for that. You… are meant to feed me cum.” Opening her mouth, she lined up her lips on the steamy, boiling urethra of the teenage stallion. “Now, darling boy… cum.”
A single motion. One simple, lonely squeeze, and that was all it took for the “inexperienced” stallion to cum harder than a herd of horses. The room was filled by the liquid sound of thick, hot seed travelling through the breeding cannon of that prized stallion. Before the woman even performed the action, the males were already apprehensive, trying their best to contain their raging arousals. Once she did it, though… they almost lost it! «Focus!» They thought to themselves, closing their eyes and even breathing as little as possible so that not even the smell of that teenager’s supreme cum enticed them to nut on their own.
The woman merely squeezed the underside of the teenager’s massive helmet with her fingers, her gigantic hand forming an O around the penis, and promptly twisted her tight squeeze on the penis, making her fingers vibrate very tenderly at the very end of the movement. The young bull released a deep, growling grunt of earthquake power, and the entire room rumbled as his seed began to flow.
The silky, velvety fat lips of the dominating demigoddess enveloped the exploding cum cannon, and her seal on the prick became something that the young stud had never felt before. With explosive ferocity, but also panicky incontinence, the teenager was shocked to feel all his self-control and will power drained throughout the most painful, embarrassing five seconds of his live: the cum, which at first came out in controlled bursts, slowly gained ferocity and intensity until the young man was not only nutting with his full force, but far-and-wide surpassing any force he had ever cum with before. «DAMN IT!!» His mind panicked. A glimmer of hope, however, beamed within it: «FINE!! WHORE! TAKE IT!» His gigantic, super-massive, super-veiny arms shivered; he wanted to grab that woman’s head and push it down on his cock, yet he didn’t know if he’d end up with both arms still attached to his torso afterwards. In doubt, he merely thrust his hips upward, penetrating that woman’s endless hole with the power of a bona fide human breeding machine. «TAKE ALL MY GUNK!!»
The teenager was immediately shocked and flabbergasted by the… incredible… indescribable, really… the goddamn divine seal of the woman’s lips on his cock, which no woman had ever managed to blow at all. You see, that stallion’s cock was literally horse-sized. No, cut that: horses have, on average, sixteen to eighteen inches of a fully rigid penis, whereas that young man displayed a full twenty-four inches of manhood—a two-foot-long cock! His girth was similar to that of the flexed biceps of a world champion bodybuilder, making his supreme genitalia not only long, but massively, inhumanly fat.
It was exactly that beastly, demonic genital that the woman ate up like it was nothing. With the squeeze of her mouth on his prick, the young man literally blanked out for two seconds, and if not for the woman’s one hand against his abs, he would have collapsed on his knees with a generalized failure on his leg muscles.
The game was on.
Liquid burst after liquid gunk resonated on the room. The trhoats of the men were shivering, their apples moving up and down, just like their cocks, the discomfort and the pain of that young man’s torture striking their nerves on a very personal, intimate level. As the teenager regained his consciousness and returned to grunting and moaning, the males all closed their eyes and shut their ears, trying their best to resist the famed emasculation of those stallion-like giantesses.
«What delicious, savory cum.» The woman tasted the seed, and it was wonderful. It wasn’t just the consistency that struck her cunt with pleasant, agreeable sensations, but the sheer volume of it. Looking up to her quivering, spasming male, she smiled, not letting a single drop of his cannon loads even drip through her lips.
She was eating as much cum as a hundred horses unloading their seeds straight in her mouth—with a difference: whereas a horse can cum for only as long as fifteen seconds, that guy just… kept going. And going. And then going some more. With loads as fat and thick as a human arm, the goddess relaxed her throat muscles completely, making sure that the massive train of jizz had uninterrupted passage straight into her belly, where it splashed with the most phenomenal sound ever heard by those men: *splooorsh!!*
“B-by G-god…” One man covered his mouth and shut his eyes. If the goddess had heard him, she would punish him later. That torrent of jizz was far too good, far too holy for a massive woman like her to deny, and she would drain that stud’s super balls down to their latest drop of seed, to the point that he would need weeks to ever nut a single load again.
As the seconds rolled on, the sound of the man’s spurting became more aggressive, downright scary. Bigger and badder-looking studs turned their ears to the young, spasming male, wondering how the fuck could a cub so young nut such legendary loads of man juice. Without any extra effort, indeed, most of the penises in the room began to go down, down, down, for the feeling of being surpassed by a pesky teenager was the cherry on top of the cake of humiliation those men had continuously been forced to ear since their recruitment by the merciless Queen.
It’s not that the load was massive; it’s not that his balls were powerful, heavy, and lively; it’s just that it kept going for so! Fucking! Long! «Jesus!» The biggest, baddest male of the group—Leonardo!—was the only one to face the scene with his eyes opened, and even he, atop of his pedestal of uber-masculinity, could barely resist getting his cock semi-hard and shutting his eyes from time to time so that it didn’t sprout fully hard against his abs. The other men who got a glimpse of his manhood, oh… their penises went fully soft on the spot. It was already humiliating enough to have an eighteen-year-old with balls literally as big as American footballs and a cock longer than an average arm, but to see that this man wasn’t even the biggest, the baddest, the manliest of them… fuck! That was just too much to take! As the men looked at Leonardo, they wondered “fuck! How the fuck can a monster like that exist?!” As Leonardo looked at the teenager, he wondered “fuck! How the fuck a monster like that…?!”
He wasn’t referring to the man, however, but the woman. *Glurk! Glurb! Glunk!!* The sounds of her swallowing became the most terrifying thing in the room. The cum machine that was the man’s penis was muffled by her ferocious gulping, and then a new stage of that terrifying blowjob began—one that would see the teenager be completely destroyed, down to his very spiritual well-being: readying her muscles, the goddess shut her eyes and prepared herself. «Very well, stallion. I see you can literally cum a barrel.» Her belly was somewhat bloated by the tanks of cum she had swallowed, but it wasn’t nearly as big as it should have looked considering the terrifying amount that actually left that prick. In fact, seeing her like that, one would wonder where the hell was all that cum going to!
The goddess had her tricks, and the teenager’s body wasn’t actually a true breeding machine he himself was led to believe it was. Hers was. The woman’s. The giantess’ body. She was the true breeding machine, and she was now going to show that gigantic teenager… what a real woman was made of.
Her right hand left the stallion’s abs. His whole body began to shiver and contort, his muscles flexing and bulging as the wall behind him cracked and crumbled, and huge rocks fell from it on the the ground, the cracks spreading through the walls, along the floor, and the poor young man beginning to quiver like a girl, his moans growing higher-pitched—still masculine, but betraying a femininity that would completely overtake him. “Aaahee… aah… ooh…” The god crushed the walls with his hands, trying his best to not push that woman’s head to the very base of his balls. “Aaaheee!!!” His moan got really feminine. The woman knew it was time.
Her arms were crossed behind her back, and the outrageous form and hardness of her ass became really apparent as she bent over a little and ate a few more inches of that dick. Ten inches of monster cock were penetrating her, the loads being shot unforgivingly inside her throat. As the gigantic testicles of the stud rose higher and higher, their pumps sounding like Buddhist gongs echoing through the Himalayas, the beast-woman chuckled for herself, ready to utterly annihilate that man’s masculinity. «Try not to fall down, okay? Oh, you will fall. Just… try to last a little longer than the last teenager I fucked, alright?» She looked up to her male, who in turn had his face spasming like an epileptic, his eyes rolling to every direction, his lids twitching and his cheeks shivering like a terrible computer glitch, his face looking like a really badly-animated character model going haywire on an old computer. The goddess slowly placed her right hand on his monstrous shaft, which was so ungodly thick that an average woman’s fingers would never be able to encircle it fully—an average woman, that is. «Look how he trembles.» There mere touching of her fingers around the massive breeding pole caused the monster to spurt and ejaculate fatter, louder streams into her mouth. «You’ve never met a woman who could hold your breeding stick fully, have you?» Barely applying any pressure to the dick, the goddess just slurped and gulped on it… until it was finally time… to kill her fucking prey.
The monster began undoing himself before she did anything. The feeling of her two hands on his ejaculating fuck-stick was already… something… so utterly pleasurable, yet so deeply terrifying that he felt it as coming straight from hell itself. That woman…!! That ungodly, hellish beast…!! Was it true, everything everyone told him about her. «C-can she literally kill a man… by giving him a blowjob?»
One second later, he figured it out: the room trembled with the burst of a sound wave so powerful its walls cracked and all the men—literally all the males, Leonardo included—hugged the walls or covered their cocks to protect themselves from that unseen threat. They felt it in their own loins, so much so that the promise of keeping their member soft was broken almost completely: out of those twenty-seven massive stallion, only Leonardo and five others managed to not grow their dicks into full hardness. All other men, with their hearts now almost exploding through their breasts, were losing their breath and their damned minds under the terror of being touched by that woman’s spirit—a jerk-off, you see, so bloody powerful that they literally felt it in their own massive dicks! «Did she… d-did she just touch me right now?»
One of the men—the weakest, meekest of the stallion—went a degree further and straight-out ejaculated in the room. The other men were shocked upon seeing his massive, messy jet just burst forth from his steamy urethra and give that room a shower like never seen before. Walls, curtains, and MOBILIA were all rained by the stud’s superb ejaculation, which was like a very potent hose turned on from his balls. “Oooorh!!!” The poor male rolled his eyes and collapsed on the ground, turning his hose of cum to the marble and cumming a literal pool around himself. His pain was felt within the breasts of all poor men who heard his cry; even Leonardo, who was such a stud he was almost divine, a demigod amongst children, had to gulp and look away as the beast came uncontrollably in the middle of the room, the pool of cum now reaching up to three feet of diameter around him. «Pathetic,» he thought, although he felt he was not so above that poor comrade as he would like to believe.
The goddess ignored all that. She was just too focused on killing that one teenager with orgasms before she could rip her other victims apart with the power of her muscles. What she had done, indeed, was solely focused on that one man’s pleasure, yet the power of her tactic, going far away and beyond anything any human could even think of, struck the entire room with nothing short of a stellar, reality-bending type of energy.
The teenager’s strength was drained from his legs. For a split second, indeed, before it was all gone, he felt his guts, his stomach, his liver, and all his lower organs moving towards his prick, and then sort of liquefying and being squirted out through his urethra along with his cum—or rather, sucked out brutally by the now-ferocious throat muscles of the inhuman goddess. A split second later, his sight literally blanked out—and it did not return. “Goh-!!” As he opened his mouth, he felt his voice dying, and then his hearing disappeared along with it, with only his sense of balance, smell, and space awareness remaining, enough for him to feel his knees hitting the ground and forming two massive crater around them.
His entire body froze up, and then began to grow. The other man, covering their mouths, saw the teenager gain even more volume and mass, to the point that the ground kept cracking and sinking even though there was no other movement at all from the ground man. The veins in his body, which were already insane in their number and shreddeness, now sprawled and multiplied like living snakes. Leonardo himself raised one eyebrow and nodded respectfully to the young man’s physique, recognizing in him the genes of nothing less than an absolutely superb male specimen. «This bull, with a little training, will literally become the top breeder of the universe.» His muscles roared, almost in response to a challenger. «Curse you. If she doesn’t kill him, I guess I’ve met my worthiest rival yet.»
The young stud kept growing as the goddess kept doing whatever she was doing to his prick. What was astounding was that, following that one, single movement she performed, the goddess now remained as immobile as the youngling, her muscles perfectly controlled, her body still the same frame as before, only her throat and belly moving as she ate up insane amounts of gunk from that super boy’s testicles.
Speaking of testicles… holy molly, the beasts were huge! They were already the size of American footballs before, but now, resting on the ground, the giant seed makers were so enormously bloated and hyper active that they seemed… to be getting!… even bigger?! «What??» All men—Leonardo included—couldn’t resist looking at the teenager’s testicle and feeling a little inadequate, wondering how a single man could sport a pair now as voluminous as two basketballs. It wasn’t even the volume which called for their curiosity and shock, but their outrageous, inhumane mass! The balls were so visibly solid and heavy that the ground was literally cracking underneath them, the cracks growing wider and longer at every throb of the mighty orbs.
The beast stud kept his mouth opened, with his eyes almost popping out of his skull, but now sound came from his breast. He was voiceless, and everywhere around him he just saw perfect darkness. It was only the beginning of his utmost suffering. «W-what… what is that…?!» What was that he was even feeling, he began to wonder, but even his mind seemed physically shaken and stirred inside his brain; unbeknownst to him, yeah, his woman was masturbating him down on a molecular level.
«I want you to get a taste, young man, of what I and my Queen have dubbed… quantic blowjob.» Imelda kept performing her masterpiece on the guy’s dick—an act of such outrageous power that it really cannot be describe here, in these quick, unworthy sentences. «Your body is now changing on a subatomic level. If I so want to, I can literally crack your bones and bleed out your organs without lifting a finger.» She squeezed both of her wrists crossed under her back, making sure to emphasize that whatever she was going to do to the young man, she was going to it with her mouth and tongue alone. «Now feel, my young stud… your sexual, physical, mental, and ultimately physical… annihilation.» The young stud began to feel a fire of demonic vermin consume him from his loins and upwards, an orgasms of such tremendous power he literally felt like burning from inside out.
«W-what…?!! What…??!» His mind, when it thought of anything, could never go beyond this simple, single word. Slowly, but quite visibly, steam began to burst through his very power, and the massive super stud, with his muscles now reaching their fullest size, realized that his blood was literally boiling.
What Imelda was doing now was nothing but the most basic thing a woman was expected to do in a blowjob: to suck and, well, actually blow. Her throat muscles were moving. Her lungs were sucking air. Simply put, the woman had started to actually blow that stallion away, yet the power of her blowing, as well as the complexity of her muscular movements, went far beyond what should even be physically possible. That was the blowing not of a human, or even of a superpowered earthly creature; that was the blowing of a goddess—and the woman was really, sincerely just getting started!
Her most aggressive movement—the one that threw all the men off g
uard—was to simply repeat her first squeezing-and-twisting of the cock, but now with both hands. Granted, she had used all ten fingers of her hands, which later she would admit to have been “a bit of an overkill,” but the act itself was just that: one hand squeezing and twisting the cock just under its crown to the left, and the other doing the same on its middle to the right, both hands twisting in opposite direction while the fingers vibrated at the very end of the motion.
To the young stallion, though, that thing was a revelation. Just as his knees were buckling and his sight was disappeared, he saw very clearly a shiny beacon on his hips, illuminated like a golden statue of his massive genitalia, with all the veins in his body sprawling from it and highlighted by a very blazing, scorching red. «By… God…!!!» Were his only thoughts before his sight (and his sanity) kissed him bye-bye and he began to collapse into the ground.
The goddess did no other motion on his cock after that one. None whatsoever. Her hands were not only still, but completely lose, grazing only the very tip of the cock’s skin, as if to remind the man that “yes, my darling, mommy’s still in charge of your penis.” Aside from that, her body was pure stiffness; not a muscle in her moved, at least when seen from afar; not one fiber in her changed, which spoke volumes about the goddess’s inhuman level of self-control. She was a woman who could literally control every single cell of his body and command it to her will, and she was using this monstrous, demonic power to now torture her youngster into both sexual bliss and insanity.
Here’s the deal: the goddess didn’t move on her exterior, but her interior muscles… oh! They were not only massaging or sucking that cock; they were ripping it! The young man shouted and roared within his mind, his soul now becoming a pure cacophony of orgasmic sounds, as he felt his hips being pulled up from the ground and his mastodontic prick being sucked deeper and deeper into the throat of that super woman—and what a fucking throat she fucking had!
“Gasp…!!! Gah…!!” His mouth occasionally produced some exasperate sounds, but that was most that it could make. Everything else was stiffness, stillness, and pain, with his super muscles shivering and trembling as if he was about to be literally implode. “Garh… gorh…!!!” Saliva began to drool from his lips, and his tongue slowly rolled out along with it. The other men were gradually more shocked upon seeing the many inches of that man’s kisser, almost as if a pink, snakeish salamander was leaving his throat. «Holy fuck!» They surely thought. «That ain’t a tongue! That’s a fucking anaconda!»
The stud’s tongue, dripping steamy saliva all the way, rolled down to the man’s pecs, and then further down into his upper abdominal muscles. Overall, twenty-six inches of tongue now laid exposed and resting on his torso, with so much saliva bursting from the stallion’s mouth that, in a few second, his entire torso was shining under the bath he was giving himself. His saliva formed a big puddle around his gigantic ass, with his thighs having swollen to literally the girth of a Greek column.
His hips kept being pulled, time and time again, by the gradual and unceasing sucking of that goddess’ innards. Within herself, pressing back against her muscles just as hard as they pressed against it, the woman felt the full hardness of that penis, the absolute girth and monstrous length of it all conquering her, dominating her, penetrating her almost as if she was the passive one in the relationship. As the massive, fist-sized helmet of the super prick burst through the entrance of her stomach, she rolled up her eyes and shivered. Finally, finally! The goddess was experiencing her first real orgasms.
«Yes! Yes!! Yes!!» Her hips twerked. Her gigantic, mega hard muscular bosom danced, and the penises of the men grew insanely harder upon witnessing the jiggles of that super monstrous ass—the two most perfect, most divine butt cheeks that had ever laid their eyes upon. «Now this is a fucking cock!!» The goddess raised her ass and squirted on the ground. The men could see her juices just splashing against the rock like a fucking hose. They weren’t the only splashes she had in store: as the minutes rolled, more splashes followed. *Boom! Boom! Boom!* Some of the men stepped back and averted their gazes, shocked to see a woman cumming as if she had a strong hose embedded deep within her cunt.
Little did they know that the beast was only warming up her cunt, those splashes being barely enough to be considered a proper squirt for her. «This stallion is a fine quality breeder with the potential, indeed, of becoming one of the strongest, sturdiest males in all the planet. Still,» she looked up to the man, who was sort of dead, but still sort of alive, his muscles being an absurdity in size and bulk and rigidity, «that’s still only that: potential. This youngling has a long way to go before he deserves to truly dominate my steely womb!»
Still, the goddess couldn’t help but to be caught up off guard by sudden and unexpected bursts of pleasure, like one which saw her vulva spread out much wider and her womb blast her vagina with such a maddening volume of loads that the goddess literally had to pin up her hips like a bitch and hose her squirts like a fucking machine: *blooorsh!!!* Her juices literally washed over the body of that one collapsed dude, whose ejaculations had been so strong they formed a puddle five feet wide and three inches thick of pure cum around him. Her squirt managed to beat his spunk in volume, thickness, and heat in a mere five seconds. Flabbergasted, the other males felt their jaws drop as they saw that single woman literally flood the place with her sexual juices, making all of their feet know the insane heat of her nectar as it blasted off stronger and stronger from her cunt.
The pleasure eventually subsided and the goddess, always with her hands crossed under her back, returned to sucking and pumping and outright ripping the dick out of her stud’s hips with her throat alone. Knowing she had reached a limit at that position, she moved her legs and jiggled her butt, almost like a cat about to strike. «Calm down now, now, now.» She told the guy, but only in her thoughts. «Mommy’s gonna be… little rougher now.»
She spread out her legs, like a crab, and stomped the ground with her feet. *BOOM!!!* The entire room shook while about a third of its windows and glasses exploded—not only shattered; fucking exploded!—with the shockwave of her stomp. Massive cracks sprawled to every inch of the place, and the entire surface of the room, on any direction one looked at, now appeared to be covered by dark spider webs, the scale of the destruction only increasing as the goddess applied force to her feet and slowly, oh-so-very slowly, began to squat up from her position.
The hips of the super stallion were brought up from the ground, with pieces of rock falling from his gigantic, oversized, mega ripped glutes. The goddess loved the extra effort his gigantic, titanium-hard mega testicles forced her to put into the lift; she rarely felt her horse-sized legs to get so much exercise when fucking a dude, and the fact that she was experiencing such tremendous effort from none less than an eighteen-year-old was beyond fascinating; it was truly fucking arousing. «God, I feel like a little girls again! Fuck!» She gargled. She literally gargled a little! «This stud is so big, so powerful, so heavy that I… I…!!» She turned her eyes to the sides, seeing her feet sinking on the ground, the cracks growing insanely, the entire place rumbling as if it was about to collapse. «I’m on cloud fucking nine!!» Her pussy honored the male with potent jets straight to the ground, blasting it with such force that, yep, they managed to crack the floor a little. «Alright, little darling. Time to come up with mommy!» Tired of those cheeky plays, however, the goddess returned to sucking him in earnest.
Her gigantic thighs, seeing only in a silhouette beneath her robes, boomed, bustled, and exploded. *Boom!!* Her muscular power, when rising, created shockwaves that whiplashed the men’s massive torsos, chiseled pecs, and impeccable physiques. *Boom, boom, blaam!!* That was beyond power; that was insanity; and all their cocks—except for, maybe, Leonardo’s—were not hurting them on their torsos as they pressed against their abs and throbbed while becoming harder than they’d ever been—harder than iron, harder than fucking steel! «C-control yourself, Leo.» The gigantic mega Alpha of the room felt his breath out of pace, with beads of cold sweat finally forming atop his forehead. «P-please. No. You c-cant… t-this c-can’t…» The mega stud finally moved, cleaning the nervous sweat our of his forehead. «T-this c-cannot be possible»
The entire body of the Amazon grew as she lifted that stud from the ground. The balls of the teenager, a truly impressive sight, remained firmly on the ground, sinking even lower as their weight somehow just seemed to grow, but the goddess’ ascension was unstoppable as she squatted up with graceful ease, all the weight and power and sheer hardness of that stallion barely enough to make her even stop for a second and regather strength. She just kept rising and rising, and the stud kept cumming and cumming, with his sack being stretched and pulled from the ground as his hips literally stood many feet above it. The goddess uncrossed her arms from under her back and placed her palms on the giant’s buttocks. Two powerful loads of squirt splashed on the ground, sprinkling on the body’s of all shell-shocked men in the room. «Damn, ain’t these glutes a wonder of the universe!» She fumbled those glutes possessively, feeling in them nothing less than pure muscle. «Absolute titanium!» Adjusting her posture a bit, she moved her palms upward on the giant’s bottom, then firmly held him by his upper glutes and his lower back. «Alright, stud. I want your massive, ejaculating donkey deep as deep as my guts. For that, I’ll need to change poses a bit, so… be ready. Three, two, one, and…!!»
The room shook as the goddess effortlessly—really fucking effortlessly!—lifted up the entire body of the stallion of the ground until he was all above her. The head of the stud, completely stiff along with his neck and torso, literally banged against and cracked the wall behind him, leaving a crater of cracked stone behind as the goddess lifted him, then pressed him once again against the wall.
The head of the monster hit the ceiling, then cracked it as the goddess pushed him higher and higher, making sure that his hips were at the exact same level as her face. The woman rolled her arms around his thunderous legs, and the hardness and volume of her muscles became great enough to start tearing through the silk of her ropes.
The men were… dead. Almost. They sure wouldn’t stand that situation for much longer, of course, if things kept getting that much hotter. They just couldn’t believe (or accept) the insane hardness, definition, and size of that woman’s arms. They were “god!” Some of the men muttered, and their knees cracked the ground as their bodies collapsed and their penises began to erupt. “This woman… if fucking god!!”
Bursts boomed in the room. Their penises unloaded. If that first man had an impressive ejaculation, it could hardly even begin to compare with those that followed; the first man had a “mere” ten-inch-long hard cock, whereas those stallions ranged from twelves inches to an astounding twenty inches. The tip of their monster cocks reached way past their bellybuttons, with the most endowed of them cramming his pussy-breaker smack in the middle of his gigantic pectorals. Their balls went from as big as apples to almost as large as grapefruits, and their weighs were impressive enough to make audible “booms” every time these testicles contracted and sent another massive load of jizz flying through their cocks.
As they ejaculated, not an inch of the ceiling immediately above them went unscathed. The jets spurted with glorious might out of their horse-sized genitalia and, once it splashed, so powerful and loud, into the ceiling, it literally made it rain thick, steamy cum all over the place. Leonardo’s body, along with all other semi-nude stallions in the place, started to get drenched in their rival’s cum. None of them really minded it. Despite the cascading fountain and the squeals and screams of those men who had fallen, they still only had eyes for the impressive dominatrix, whose musculature, they felt, wasn’t even starting to get warmed up.
Their impressions were correct. As the woman embraced her stallion’s gigantic legs, she smiled to herself, feeling his tremendous weight like a plume. «Let’s see… wow. You weight over a literal ton, my stallion!» She looked again to the youngling’s beautiful face, which was nonetheless almost fully buried into the ceiling at that point. «Such a model look, such a baby face, yet such literally equine weight!» She spanked the guy’s legs, pushing him further against the wall until it ceded and caved under the pressure. *BROOOM!!!* A giant crater formed around him, and large pieces of the wall fell immediately after the woman’s push, with her sending his prick to the very depths of his being, eating him up with such gargantuan power that the beast managed one deep, short-lived roar out of his breathless lungs: “ROOOAARR-OOOHHH…!!!” It was an immensely pained, hurtful roar; one that made the men still standing grab their cocks again and squeeze them, trying so hard not to cum.
“Is she…?!” The whispers, at that point, were almost inevitable. They all thought that the woman wouldn’t hear them, of course, given all the cumming and the screaming of the other men now on the floor—they were wrong, of course, but their punishment wouldn’t arrive until the cock-eating lady was done with her little filly. For the moment, then, the shocked men muttered: “is she pregnant?”
It was easy to forget, throughout all that terrifying emasculation, that the teenage stallion was cumming nonstop. Once in a while, the men could hear the powerful sloshes of his cum bursting so mightily from his prick. In fact, he wasn’t just cumming like a stallion, ejaculating like a herd of breeding bulls, but he was indeed fecundating an entire planet—or so he felt—with that amount of seed that his testicles produced. His seedmaking glands rested right beneath the woman’s massive, gigantic, out-of-this-world breasts, and as they throbbed they made a brutal massage on the woman’s abs, allowing the stallion to indeed feel her muscles for once.
«GOD…!!!» His mind, already electrified, died and was reborn more times than anyone could count. His hypersensitive, gigantic testicles throbbed against her abdominals, and in there they felt the most masculine, virile sat of muscles any living creature could flaunt. That woman was a fucking man—of course, in raw muscular power only! It was mind-blowing how she could sport such an impressive, lively, and hot pack in her belly, almost as if all the bodybuilders in the world’s had died and reincarnated into a single, perfected set of abdominals. Her muscles were… «GOD!!!» He cried in his mind, and his jaw-dropped face began “eating” through the marble above him, his face pressed deeper and deeper into the ruined ceiling as the woman performed her demonic destruction of his genital.
His penis had penetrated her throat and her stomach fully. Only a few inches remained outside of the woman’s mouth, and his girth was such that her lips were like an anaconda’s mouth as it swallows an ox whole. It was almost too much cock for that woman—until she giggled and shrugged that girth away, gagging and gargling on the penis just for fun, allowing his overabundant cum to flow almost to the tip of her nostrils before she “inhaled” it back into her throat, the waterfall of cum inside her body being the most amazing experience she had in weeks! «I want to savor this moment, stallion, before I dominate your cock completely.» She looked down to her beautiful bull’s genital in all its remaining glory; its veiny, throbbing, thickening three inches outside her mouth being the symbol of another superman she would destroy and shatter. «You’re too young to experience that, in my opinion: the humiliation of a woman eating up your full genital. Once stallion, now humbled. Like all men, you bet you would never find a woman who come even close to making your penis feel anything even remotely close to that, let alone the full domination by a single female. Sadly, my beautiful teenager… my boy and my son…» She looked up to him again, seeing the tears dripping from his chin, «I will have to destroy you. Rules are rules, and legends are legends: there hasn’t been a man whose ego I haven’t annihilated, and you won’t be any difference.» With her muscles rumbling, she prepared for her final push. «I ask for your forgiveness, my man, for your manhood dies… now!»
The three inches went inside of her, and that was that. For a rare, almost harrowing moment, the room fell into the deadliest of silences, and then everyone felt the semen bubbling up in their own balls as the body of that teenager, like a virile balloon of muscles, grew bigger and heavier and harder, as well as redder, like a scorching piece of iron on the furnace, come the final inches of his prick swallowed by the merciless lady. Two other men fell on their knees, and as the ground cracked their penises exploded, the ceiling and their torsos showered by the unending cum their more impressive balls produced. This time around, the two stallions were big-time fecundators: one had balls literally as massive as pears, and the other, almost the size of the biggest grapefruits. «Pathetic,» the goddess pondered, paying them no more mind as the teenage penis penetrated her guts.
To a lady who measured almost seven feet in height, it was an honor for any cock to reach the entrance of her guts, let alone penetrate it. The stallion, indeed, didn’t go any farther than burying half of his helmet into her guts, but that was already an achievement literally only other six guys ever matched. «This one, when he grows up…» The goddess almost “burped” inside of herself, caught by surprise by the unending loads of that superhuman horse. «Damn it, beautiful! You a’gonna be a prized pussy breaker, huh?» The goddess crammed her head deeper into the cock, burying her face on the stallion’s titanium abdominals, and a few more inches of the god managed to conquer her cocks, spurting the unending loads this time straight into them.
From the outside, it almost looked as if there was no more space for the woman’s belly. She wasn’t fat—oh, not by any stretch of the definition, but she was definitely bloated, like a woman mid-pregnancy, with her belly growing, and then receding at every few seconds of so by the terrifying loads of that stallion inside of her. «My metabolism is kicking today, huh? After all this load, I should have spurted some of it through my nostrils.» The bubbling, boiling semen surely made its way up her nasal cavities from time to time, but she could keep track of it and control it oh-so-casually. «My body roars! My blood boils! Fuck me, this cum is hot, hot, hot!!» Losing a bit of control, the goddess propelled her mare-like legs forward, making her thighs boom and roar like engines of a powerful race car, and then pushing the poor teenager against the wall so hard that… *BOOOOOOOM!!!!*
A whole four feet of the wall—two feet in every direction—collapsed as the crater under the teen’s back deepened by a couple dozens of inches. The massive stallion body was drilled deep into the wall, so much so that the cracks now reached the very foundations of the building, and the entire wing of the castle trembled as the woman power-blew that penis into oblivion.
From the other size of the room, an authoritative voice made sure to keep the situation in control: “by the gods, Imelda!” Everyone in the room—literally everyone: Imelda especially!—seized up and froze in their places, at least only as long as to hear the next couple of words: “you having a hellish amount of fun, I can sense!” One of the man, gasping and moaning, collapsed on the ground, cumming straight on his own face as his forehead banged the ground and his titanic, monstrous 23-inch cock ejaculated a whole bathtub of boiling semen in the room. None of them expected to hear that voice so soon, and none of them even dreamed it could be so… holy! «I-i-is that…?!» All the minds raced into a single checkpoint: «the Queen?»
Imelda stopped sucking. Despite the shivering and the trembling of her stallion, who was now unloading the most epic jizz of his live straight on the woman’s gut, she stopped everything she was doing to turn her gaze at the golden door and wonder, in terror, whether she had gone too far or not.
Her mind was racing. Despite her hating to admit that, there were now two Imeldas battling for control: one being the usual Imelda, haughty and imperial, and the other… the other being… one… who… «fuck!» Even she didn’t want to admit to herself, to accept this nature she worked so damned hard to suppress. «T-the Queen… is she…?!» Ignoring the cum, Imelda gulped, and the young man’s semen as a result flowed even deeper within her intestines. «Is the Queen angry?»
Thankfully, she was not. Quite the opposite: “hey, my love, just try to be, uh, a little less intense, okay, ‘cause your fucking is making cracks even inside this room, and I can’t fuck my own men at any decent strength like this.” She laughed, and then the room was filled with joy and levity. “As much as I hate to admit that… let’s take it easy, okay? This castle is undeniably of shoddy construction, at least in these high floors.” There was something of a sigh, followed by a moan, followed by very masculine, manly grunts—the squeals of the men she had by the dicks and balls. “If we both fuck hard at the same time, we will collapse this entire wing. Just make sure to tone it down a notch, okay? Okay? Fine. You can go back to fucking this stallion.”
The sound and air only gradually returned to the room, like everyone was suddenly waking up from a dream. «W-was that… her?!» The remaining men could barely believe it, but even as their souls burned with passion and adoration for that heavenly voice, their focus was drawn again to the superhuman woman who returned to savagely fuck and blow and rip that stallion’s cock once more; her entire body now turned into a fuck-machine of rage, frustration, and desire. «Why?!» The woman asked, pumping that prick with the power of the gods. «Why does she have to be so… perfect?!» With the brutality of an aggravated lover, she intentionally began to coax the semen out of the stud’s balls with her inner muscles, the entire length of the super cock now pumped and drained from all its seed.
“OOOH…!!!” The beast roared; just as quickly as they burst, his roars quickly died out: “OOOH-OOOH-OOOOH…!!!!” Imelda felt his semen stretching her guts out like party balloons, the ferocious eruptions of that cum reaching a whole new level—one that even she was surprised to discover. «Ain’t you one powerful heck of a baby horse, huh?» With her thirst redoubled, the goddess pumped her body deeper into the cock, her forehead now blasting a hole on the man’s abs—not literally, of course, but… honestly, it was very close. The gushing of the semen straight into her guts was… oh, god, how would she put it? «Fucking amazing!!» The eyes of the powerful woman glimmered, with the orgasming stallion barely realizing how much he pleased and amazed his dominatrix. «This beast… oh, god! Is he getting too powerful for even my body? My holy, unbeatable metabolism??»
In all of existence, there had been only three males who’d managed to out-cum that woman’s metabolism; three massive, mega Alpha males whose appendages produced and shot more spunk that even that woman’s body could hold at any given time. All of these males were over twenty-five years of age, which she came to think was the bare minimum age any male needed to be in order to have a shot at her—bur then there was that stallion! That god! That teenage super stud whose cum was not only filling her up, but gaining ground on her intestines and making her anus twitch in anticipation.
The goddess saluted him with another salvo of squirts, an event which was becoming all-too-frequent in her orgasming body. Within her mind, even the brief anger against her Queen disappeared and was replaced for a deep arousal—some would say admiration!—for that young breeding bull. «A barrel my ass!» The goddess increased the power and intensity of her muscular motions, powersucking that cock now with great gusto, treating that youngling no longer as a servant or a slave, but as a full-blown lover. «Liar!! Who could believe you came so much more than that?!» Unwrapping her arms from his powerful, horse-sized legs, she grabbed his supermassive throbbing testicles under her even-more-massive breasts and… and!… crushed them!
“UUUUUH…!!!” The bull roared briefly, with pieces of the ceiling falling as the goddess crushed and massaged his gigantic, oversized bull testicles. Her hands could barely cup even a third of each of those eggs, so enormous that they were, and the semen of the stallion was literally bubbling inside of them, so much and so hot cum that the goddess could picture a billion streams flowing like rocket fuel inside those titanic gonads.
«Huge! Huge, huge, huge!!» She flexed her abs, and now her muscles too were joining her hands in the massage and stimulation of those massive super balls. «Jesus fucking Christ, you’re so goddamned huge!»
The other males, shivering and trembling, could barely believe what they were witnessing; not the power or the size of the stallion, no, which they had grown somewhat used to; it was actually the intensity of the woman that got them flustered, as if only now they had seen her invested on a sexual partner, and the fear of that woman just grew to no end inside their breasts. Even Leonardo, who was almost as big as that stallion while not yet even aroused, gulped and shivered upon witnessing Imelda like that, doubting even his own ability to take on a beats like her. «Is she even a woman anymore?»
The room continued to be undone as the beast woman pushed the stud deeper and deeper into the wall, power-sucking his cock with ferocious madness, crushing and worshipping his balls like a religious fanatic near her god. «Your power is fucking amazing!!» Crushing him deeper and deeper and deeper into the stone, the goddess took her time to look around and see almost all the males defeated and fainted, only about ten of them remaining on their feet in the room. «Pathetic. This stallion here beats them all without a sweat. Only Leonardo, maybe, is worth his grain of salt. Everybody else is a petty, useless eunuch!» With inhuman power, the goddess crammed the dick even deeper in herself, her face now buried so deep on the man’s muscles that the young stallion roared once more, then blacked out, the power of her fucking so raw and unrestrained he didn’t now whether that was pleasure or agony which he was feeling all the time.
His semen kept ferociously gaining ground on the woman. About half of her intestines were filled and stretched by the junk. «By the gods, he came a small lake inside of me!» Regaining a bit of method to her insanity, the goddess slowed down her external movements a little and held the gigantic balls more firmly in her hands, appreciating their size, texture, hardness, and full-blown energy. «Fuck. These testicles… oh, god! They are bigger than American footballs now, almost as big as two fat, heavy babies. Oo-la-la!» She squeezed and massaged the balls, desirous to feel every bit of power they contained. «The semen flows at an unending pace. His prick is now a literal firehose in my guts, unloading about five gallons of this massive semen at every second, and not slowing down for anything in this world!» She tried increasing the pressure on her cock, crushing every inch of it inside of her. Her throat, her belly, her guts, all of her coalesced around that cock to give it the most hellish squeeze it even faced, yet the monster penis barely reduced his outflow of spunk at all—on the contrary: it just kept shooting and shooting and shooting at a maddening pace, its spurts becoming so fast (and the pauses between them so negligible) that the woman now felt as if the stallion was cumming one continuous, unending load inside of her.
Her eyes opened up wide and her eyebrows went all the way up in her forehead. Her body was rocked with shivers not of her own power, not of her muscles flexing, but of her sincere, submissive arousal. «It c-can’t be!» With her pussy gushing and dripping a mad amount of viscous cum, she felt a fire rock her hips and briefly take the power of her legs, and her entire body hardened as a massive wave of multiple orgasms took over her. «It can’t…» The semen flowed up to her nostrils. It exploded from her nose, smearing the stud’s abs and her own face as she opened her mouth even wider and let out a painful “oooh…!!!”
In the room, even the most clueless of guys raised their eyebrows and looked at each other in utter disbelief. “Did she just… moan?”
Yes. Yes, she did, and she did not stop at a single moan. Soon, an eruption of cum burst volcanically from her pussy, the power and hotness of that girl-semen so intense that the room grew foggy with its steam. The ground was flooded with her literal pools of ejaculatory lubricant, and only the plentiful cracks on the floor managed to keep those juices at an acceptable level. If the ground were clean and solid, those juices would have risen up until the very ceiling, drowning everyone in that unholy chamber of sex.
«THIS IS THE BEST FUCKING DICK I HAD IN AGES!!!» The goddess opened her eyes even wider, not wanting to miss a single second of her own body being undone by the superior sex god. «JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, WHAT EVEN IS THIS?! THE CUM IS OVERFLOWING IN ME!! OH!! OH, GOD!!!» She saw and felt the semen spurting out of her nostrils, two long and fat threads of boiling his bursting from her nose and blasting the abs of her super stallion—who, in turn, only shivered and crumbled as his own mind was beyond passed-out at that point. «HOLY FUCK!!! I’M FUCKING CUMMING!!!» Her pussy kept unloading gallons and gallons and gallons… «I’M FUCKING CUMMING, JESUS CHRIST!!!»
Two more men fell on their knees, feeling their hands and legs burn under the thick, gooey juice of that woman’s scorching vagina. “It’s… it’s…!!” They penises began to “pathetically” eject loads and loads of semen into the miss—as “pathetic,” of course, as penises as larger as twenty, twenty-two inches could ejaculate. The men who were still conscious lowered their heads into the pool and began to lap on it like kittens, drinking the steamy cum that the woman produced. “My god!!” They looked up to their counterparts, who didn’t know what to make of their humiliation. “It’s… it’s…!!!”
They wanted to say it was good. No, beyond that: it was the best fucking thing they had ever taste in their whole lives, but before their minds could form any coherent thought, their penises spoke for themselves, and the result were several massive, muscular men quivering and twitching on the flooded ground, throwing female cum all around, orgasming and ejaculating like horses in every direction, spraying the ceiling, the walls, and the body of their comrades with literal gallons of super cum. They were driven mad with orgasms, and not one of them recovered or was able to get another single gulp of that pussy juice—a single cup of it was apparently enough to fry a man’s nerves, and the remaining eight studs wondered if it was a good idea at all to remain in that place or if it would be a much better idea to just jump through the windows and flee for their fucking lives. «When we were called,» Leonardo gulped, «we weren’t called for her, for this woman. We were called for the fucking Queen!» His eyes gazed upon the golden door, the only part of that room which hadn’t been cracked or creaked or outright destroyed by the power of Imelda’s blowjob. «The power of the Queen is said to be leagues ahead that of any woman on Earth… even Imelda.» Shivering and gasping, his breath now completely out of pace, the gigantic stud began to feel his ass relaxing and his guts churning, almost as if he was about to shit himself like a scared monkey. «If this is what Imelda can do, then what… what…?!» Deep inside, he already knew the answer for the question he was barely able to make: «what can the fucking Queen do?!»
As the legs of the teenage stallion hanged over the woman’s massive, wide, and strong shoulders, shivering with every spurt of cum his balls propelled into his cock, the woman tried desperately to squeeze his balls against her abs, never satisfied of that hung boy’s massive glands. They were just so fucking divine, you know, his massive, supersized balls! «Oh, goddamn, these balls!» It’d been quite a while since the woman had seen testicles so massive, so shapely, and so bloody powerful. «They are two engines in this guy’s crotch!» The super balls, however, rocked back-and-forth, near-and-away the woman’s body as she released them and was forced to grapple the beast by his buttocks again. If anything, though, his glutes were a worthy replacement. «Round and hard, pure muscle for these cock-craving hands!» She went wild, moving her throat back-and-forth at the same pace of the guy’s ejaculation, looking like a machine gun of blowjobs as the guy spurted cum at crazy speeds.
About seventy percent of her intestines were overfilled with hot male seed, and the steam of the abundant semen began to appear from her twitching asshole. «Oh, my fucking god, it’s happening!» Her mind went fucking bananas! «It’s fucking happening, at last!» Despite the insane power of her metabolism, which was able to convert cum into energy like a plant does sunlight, the eighteen-year-old bull was more powerful by a considerable margin, marking his territory on her insides like a general marching with his armies over the enemy field. Inch after inch, following the quasi-continuous stream of his arm-thick loads, the young man’s semen conquered the woman’s guts, making sure to stretch them to their very limits before claiming another inch and stretching it just the same. His cum was an avid, possessive liquid; the powerful, unyielding jizz that only the mightiest of superhuman breeders ever possessed. «This stallion is already among my top five cunt-fuckers of all time, and he’s gaining rank fast!» Making her own muscles burst with power, Imelda carelessly pressed the boy once more against the wall, this time sinking his gigantic body on it completely, so hard and so fast that his balls formed two enormous cracks under that even more massive crack around his back.
That wasn’t all the destruction: as the balls throbbed, sending jizz after jizz after jizz into their master’s cum cannon, the cracks grew and the pieces of the wall collapsed. They were like two drills making holes on the wall. The goddess adored them! «Fuck! Jesus! I can feel these babies throbbing against my abs!» The two balls, though, which could so easily crack those marble walls, had barely any effect on the goddess’s belly other than very relaxing tickles. «Oh, god, this is so wonderful!» She moved her belly up and down, side to side, always looking for a perfect spot, almost like a lover telling another where to scratch on their back. «Jesus, this is so fucking good!» Meanwhile, the spunk just kept coming. And coming. And coming and coming and coming. In her belly, she felt the complete fullness of a jizz that now only was voluminous, but was actually becoming denser by the second.
In fact, given the amount of seed that young boy had ejaculated, one would expect the woman to have exploded or, considering that her body was indestructible (which it was), one would expect it to have grown to the size of a tenis court, but none of that happened. Instead, had tummy had ballooned to the size of a six, maybe seven-month-old pregnant lady, and there it remained as the woman ate his dick into her own guts and allowed him to ejaculate straight into her intestines. Past that swollen point, her belly didn’t grow any further. There was a key, after all, to her cum-drinking method. «On one side,» she thought rather calmly, now accepting the new level of the god’s ejaculations as if her biology had grown and improved to accommodate it, «there’s my metabolism, which is literally god-like.» The woman giggled as she stopped the flow of cum through her nostrils, regaining absolute control of the guy’s cock without relenting an ounce in her power. While the poor boy squirmed and further destroyed the wall with his muscles, the Herculean lady thought about the myriad of cocks that had met her fury, as well as the myriad of poor men who’d been emasculated by her thrist. It was a number far too great for normal minds to even compute.
«I hate having to be discrete about it, but even for ladies like us, well, some rules must be respected.» She closed her eyes and sighed, all while taking entire bathtubs full of semen into her guts. «Technically speaking, I was a minor when I lost my virginity.» She giggled. «Actually, I was six years old when I took my first mates, which is really quite awesome, coming to think of it. Sadly, of course, even I have to shut up about it so as not to give pedophiles any wrong ideas. Yes, yes, I was six years old when I fucked my first man… but I was also six feet tall, three-hundred pounds, and overdeveloped in every way a woman could be: breasts, ass, thighs, muscles… you name it, I had it all. I was also a 340 IQ beast of a lady, so it wasn’t as if I was some innocent pretty darling who was utterly clueless about the universe.» As the goddess thought about herself and her own divinity, her orgasms slowly subsided. Her body was getting far too used to that stallion’s orgasms, which wasn’t a very good thing. «Damn it. I’m cancelling my own pleasure by overthinking things. But, anyway, what am I to do? I really am fucking perfect, after all.»
Changing positions for a bit, the woman startled all by suddenly throwing herself back and literally slamming the stud on the ground. It was so fast, so sudden, so unexpected that… *BOOOOOM!!!* Everyone, even the might Leonardo… *BOOOOM!!!* They all fell or were pushed away by the shockwave created by that kung-fu-like movement, with the woman literally slamming her man’s torso against the ground in one swift motion. What was more amazing was… *BOOOOOOM!!!* that she did so without actually holding his body with her hands. His cock on her throat was all that she needed to do that backflip, and as she herself collapsed with her back on the ground, creating such a massive splash of the lubes that literal waterfalls of female cum (and smaller parts male semen) exploded through the windows and rained from the towers as if god was squirting upon the mortals. It was some truly amazing display of power! «Okay, where was I?» The goddess felt the waves of her own cum splashing against her body, that new position having sent the cock somehow even deeper into her. «Ah, yeah, my first men. I was six years old when I grabbed my first set of cocks and drained them for all their worth. Ever since then, well, I never stopped. Five men a day met my cooch, and five men a day were utterly humiliated until I grew a bit bigger and graduated to bigger and more plentiful studs. I gotta confess that I wasn’t too hard or too experienced back then: even a single men took me about two hours to defeat, with a gangbang of five gigantic studs being enough to overpower me and even tire me out!» Her suctions became both harder and more numerous as the teenager stud roared and wailed above her, her body reacting subconsciously to her memories, almost trying to compensate for her perceived weakness. «It was only after about 2,300 men that I truly mastered the art of sex, and that I became a truly unstoppable machine of fucking. Since the age of twelve, hell, no man has ever been able to even come close to tiring me out, and from them all my life has been a ceaseless, endless fuck-fest in search for the perfect stallion, the godly male who would once again make my pussy feel the pleasure of utter submission.» As she felt the cum gaining ground on her intestines, the goddess smiled, yet her expectations remained in check after so many years (and hundreds of cocks of experience). «This guy might be this man, but he needs time. A lot of time!» Even if he grew up to become this superman, she reasoned, it would already be a disappointment compared to her. «He’s eighteen-years-old already. At his age, I had fucked and annihilated over half a million men!»
Buckets and buckets of cum invaded the Amazon, and she couldn’t help but to grow a little bit more of the it all. «Fuck. He’s losing potency. Or rather, he’s literally just passed out, so even his body isn’t exactly experiencing the pleasure of fucking in its fullest.» Maybe she was getting just too distracted about her own past to get fully invested in that task, her stallion having fulfilled most of his obligations towards her body. «He is one amazing lover and possibly one of the strongest men alive, yes, but for the moment I guess I’ve seen it all.» She even opened her eyes and looked around, seeing the devastation and destruction they have both wrought into the place. «I wonder if I should just… well… end it all now.»
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