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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Two muscle queens clash with an African Futa goddess!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Heather…”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I stepped forward. “You worthless cunt!”

“Oh.”

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

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

Our jaws dropped. “W-what?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Twenty tall, massive, Amazonian-type scientists drool over an 8-feet-tall, 1,200-pound muscle god with a 20-inch+ dick (while soft)

Before them, in the middle of that other room, was not only a man, but a Man. «A fucking Man!» A voice shouted in the doctor’s head following the immense heat burning in her chest. There was so much to look at on the other side of the glass that the brains of those girls were truly frozen for a long time, quivering just as much as their eyes swirled on their sockets. Slowly, many tongues got out of their mouths, and droplets of saliva fell on the ground, as loud as the booms of a thunder.

The guy had his legs spread and tied to the back legs of that chair. He was so massive that the chair seemed minuscule in comparison, almost as if he was sitting on a baby or a doll-house seat. His legs were so long and muscular that they actually felt better tied to the rear legs of that chair than on the front ones. His wrists too had been tied on the back of the chair, and the whole seat seemed always about to unfold under his tremendous weight, for the guy was huge beyond any description could make him justice.

“God… by god…” The scientist muttered, walking closer to the screen. Muscles abounded on that white, fair-haired stud. He was so hard and powerful that, even when relaxed, he made his muscles ripple and throb wildly. «Fuck!!» It was so impossible to focus when such paramount of masculinity was laid there like cheap, easy meat before them. «Fuck me, he’s hot!!»

His shoulders were almost as massive as those women were tall. They could literally lay on them like a bed, and there would still be some inches left from their feet. His breasts were two obscene, hard slabs of power that could easily embrace eight women side to side. The width and hardness of those pecs alone got the doctor’s cunt swollen. The long legs of those gorgeous women were glistening with their juices, building puddles around their feet. Their shoes were being ruined by the constant secretion of nectar, and the temperature in the room was quickly rising.

Gazing upon the bear’s mighty arms, the doctor ran scenarios in her head in which the man wrestled mighty beasts into the ground using nothing but his raw, muscular power. The man’s biceps were thicker than her torso, and the veins… «my god, these veins!» The biggest of them could fit three of her fingers.

«My god, what the fuck is this man??» She lowered her gaze on the man’s body, afraid of what she might yet see. She counted his abs, but stopped short of fourteen. She knew the beast had sixteen mighty abs glistening beneath his bronzed skin, but she didn’t have the courage to look at the bottom two. If she did so, she would be staring straight into the man’s genitalia, and that… oh! She didn’t know whether she was strong enough to do it.

“My god!” The power of those abs! Each of those muscles was almost as big as a regular bodybuilder’s biceps! Around the chair, in fact, there were three other chairs completely bent and twisted on the ground. One of the scientists, by her side, explained with a quivering, high-pitched voice: “we tried to tie him to those chairs, but they were too weak. We settled for this titanium one, which is still too small, still too…” But they were all silent again, looking at the most prized asset of that glorious stud.

«His penis. His fucking penis!» The doctor put her hands on the glass and leaned over it, experiencing electric bursts in her hips. She was a hard woman who loved putting her lovers to the test. During most, if not all of her fucking, she took the dominant role, trying to squeeze as much juice as possible of her big-dicked lovers, who nonetheless always failed to last as long as her.

She was a big, powerful Alpha female, and as such she loved and craved for big dicks—and that dick, oh!, was the biggest, hardest, most massive cock any woman like her could ever ask for.

The anaconda fell from the man’s hips into the ground. Half of its floppy, soft body staid curled on the floor, throbbing very gently as the man moved. The size of that thing was just… obscene! The chair was of average size, and still the dick was long enough to sprawl on the ground like a fat snake. The doctor was hypnotized by its girth, was easily thicker than even a very muscular biceps. The beast throbbed and twirled, jumping on the ground as massive veins pumped blood across its tremendous length.

There was a reason why the stud always had his legs so wide open: his massive balls dangled in the chair, half-way down to the ground. They were the biggest, most obscene balls any woman had ever seen, and their hardness was such all the ladies could feel them behind that glass. The monster’s sack was hard and not very baggy, but that’s mostly because everything in him was hard and powerful. His balls were just as big as American footballs, and they throbbed just like hearts, swinging on the chair and hitting its titanium legs. The veins…! «My god!» The veins that covered those balls were pure power! Some of them, indeed, were actually the sperm ducts, holding all the seed that stallion sure produced in insane amounts; they were all so thick and lively, however, it was very difficult knowing which was which just from the distance.

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A Young Stallion fucks a Tank! (Full story)

What a wonderful feeling, having my prick crammed all the way up inside my delicious whore!

Ha, ha, ha! The guy must have been agonizing with all these gallons of spunk I was nutting straight into his guts.

Wow, wow! What a glorious feeling!

My male shivered and quivered, choking all the time, for massive loads of spunk flowed through his throat and exploded out of his mouth.

I had my prick well deep inside his rear: fourteen inches of thick, pussy-wrecking, ass-ripping manhood nutting straight into that hot, hard blonde’s intestines.

I roared, and the delicate glass items around the room shattered with my coarse, powerful roars.

My prick got deeper inside that ass, five or six times a second. In the quickest, most brutal moments, I crammed it some seven, even eight times a second.

A crack grew quickly on the wall where I crushed the body of my man, pounding his ass against the marble.

The huge cracks sprawled all the way up to the ceiling. The damage was getting so big and concentrated that soon a huge piece of that wall would fall on the ground.

I was fucking that sweet boy’s ass so hard I was going to tear up a whole in the wall!

My female convulsed with pleasure and unrivalled pain while I literally came gallons of spunk in ‘her’ anus. I felt his vast muscles flexing and hardening, which almost made me lose my damn head!

‘Oooorrhh!!’ And, with all this pleasure, my prick ejaculated even more gallons of milk inside him: bloooooorrsshh!!

I felt the copious broth run through my urethra like train wagons. It was a tremendous pain having to hold all this sperm at once, but anyway, that’s the heavy duty us mega studs need to contend with.

God didn’t give me a fourteen-inch prick, after all, for nothing! My whole genitalia weighed over thirty pounds, with my balls alone weighting about ten pounds each… when they were dry!

‘Uuuurrrrh!! Uuuuurrrh!!’ When they were full, oh, their weight increased disproportionally.

I was more potent than a horse, and certainly much bigger than a bull. My body was over 350 pounds of sheer muscle —and that was back then, when I was much, much smaller!

Back then, oh, as I was fucking the ass of my delicious Nordic god, I was no more than eighteen-years-old, and ‘just’ 6.7ft-tall!

That physique was already good enough, however, to bear a 14in-cock and a set of two, 10-pound balls, as all as to hold all the energy needed to move and pump all these colossal genitalia.

When I was over-aroused, my sack could fill up with about a quarter-gallon at a time!

My spunk, however, wasn’t like any average man’s spunk; it wasn’t the watery, sticky, disgusting spunk most males came, but nothing less than the thickest seed in the universe.

That’s right. Even today, when I unload my sperm inside a woman, sometimes I myself take loads of my spunk with a hand and play with it like clay.

One can build giant balls with my milk, as if it was rubber or a giant chewing gum.

Today, my semen weighs about a hundred pounds per gallon, but back then it was considerably ‘lighter,’ no more than sixty pounds per gallons.

‘Oooorrhh!! Ooooaaarrh!!’ As I unleashed my truckloads into my princess, my muscle blonde swelled and became immensely heavy with my load.

Through his body flowed about two gallons of seed at every given instant, holding about a hundred and twenty pounds of my seed, burning like a steam engine inside his guts and belly.

Blooom!! Blooom!!! While I came and my little whore ejaculated, huge pellets of my sperm splashed on the floor: blooorrsh!!

The entire house quaked, like there were meteors hitting it.

It also quaked the harder I screamed, feeling all those tremendous discharges in my prick. ‘Ooooaarrh!!’ My muscles flexed. My body became larger and exorbitantly hard, thick, hot, and heavy.

At that point, I was about 6.7-feet tall and was adding inch after inch on that mark with all the power that was building inside my muscle fibers.

My blond boy’s sweet, delicious body grew higher on the wall as I grew and gained mass, pulling him up with my prick crammed in his ass.

Mercilessly, I took some three inches of cock from him, just to cram them all back in his ear, asking myself how haven’t I burst his guts by that point.

Many ladies, even dudes had been hospitalized thanks to my power.

I’m not going to deny: I’m an irreprehensible and careless fucker. With my family’s wealth, I could always buy myself out of any trouble, then good pussies (and asses) were never in short-supply to my voracious prick, even when it shot out fatal, body-ripping loads.

Still, that didn’t mean I liked to nearly kill my partners at every fucking. Oh, far from that: sexual power is amazing, but after a point it becomes mightily dangerous.

The first woman I ever fucked, for instance, stayed in the hospital for about three months, for I had wrecked her cunt and womb with the sheer might of my discharge.

I had lost my virginity at the age of six, you know. Though incredibly precocious, even back then I sported an 8in schlong, with more muscles than even guys three times my age, so I didn’t need a lot to seduce that hot, tasty, busty woman before me.

I made her faint about five times on the course of two hours of fucking, and I needed to call an ambulance after I shot my full load—over a gallon and a half of boy cream inside her.

If I hadn’t learned to be much more careful back then, there would be no woman or man who would withstand the brutal force of my discharges, which could blast concrete and bend steel.

It was exceptionally rare to find someone —especially a girl— who could withstand all my power, and precisely because of this that man in front of me was so amazing!

‘Gooorrsshh!!’ He kept coming, nutting lubes from his gigantic prick (but minuscule if compared to mine) while I destroyed his rear and fucked gallons in his rear. ‘Gooorrhh!!’

That marvelous Nordic male had the most perfect body I had ever seen in any man besides myself… and my master! A mountain of muscles, he was a 20-year-old Nordic god with the fame of being one of the greatest pussy-wreckers in my uni.

Judging by all I’ve heard about him, he had slayed over six hundred pussies by that point at had arrived at college. There wasn’t a single hot woman in town who hadn’t heard his name, and almost no one with whom he hadn’t broken a bed with his ferocious fucking.

The guy had lost his virginity by the age of thirteen, and since then he hadn’t stopped. Fucking ladies at about a hundred per year, it was no wonder that he was one of the finest, biggest, hardest, most potent males of all.

A pity that I was so incomparably superior. Oh! There wasn’t any discussion about that! The fact that he had once thought, even for just a second, he could possibly compete with me was no less than ludicrous.

For 600 women, well, that’s what I had fucked in my first year alone! Until my eighteenth birthday, well, I had slayed over seven thousand hotties, having sometimes had to move out of town, state, or even country to find new, fresh meat.

I needed little, almost nothing to seduce a new female and lead her to bed with me: all that I needed were a few words, some seconds of visual contact, and minutes later she’d be writhing in my prick, coming five, six times a second with every single inch I crammed inside her pussy, her mouth, her ass.

My prick, like everything else in my physique, was supernatural in its ability to generate orgasms. Maybe it was its girt, maybe it was its unsurpassable thickness and harness, but my prick could literally lift the body of a woman if I thrust my hips higher.

The pleasure screams of those nymphs was the most common sound of my life. None of them could resist for too long, after all, just staring at the obscene bulge under any short I was wearing.

When soft, my prick was still about eleven inches long, with a thickness comparable to soda bottle. I had in cock what most man didn’t have in arms.

The ladies coveted my huge tool even harder than they did my gigantic body, which matched perfect those immense jewels I carried between my legs.

My eggs, by the way, were the size of ostrich ones, and able to produce as much sperm as it was needed to seed an entire city.

I roared while thrusting my prick in that tremendously thick, bloodied anus.

‘Uuurrrhh!!’ I roared, rolling my eyes with indescribable pleasure.

My balls, well, they contracted like two hearts, literally sending gallons of spunk through my cock, fecundating that rear with thick, loaded rivers of semen every passing second.

I didn’t simply store semen in my testicles; I churned them out immediately as I ejaculated them, giving the impression that my jizz-storage was endless.

That why my ejaculations were so tremendously long: with all the energy in my body being converted to the production of the world’s thickest, densest sperm, my horse prick could sustain orgasms for over five unbroken seconds.

All in all, when my prick finally calmed down and I stopped ejaculating, I was standing in a twenty, maybe twenty-five-gallon pile of my own jizz!

And that was just a single ejaculation! Nothing prevented me, oh, from nutting an equally formidable about after just a few minutes of rest.

In fact, for my prick to even start to grow soft, I needed to come at least five times —and each of those times, as you might have guessed it, ended with a mess of over ten, twenty, thirty, hell, fifty gallons of sacred man juice.

‘Oooaarrhh!! Aaaaarrrhh!!’ I roared when feeling the tasty, scalding liquids flowing through my urethra.

The cracks on that wall had gathered around my male’s waist, forming a rater on the wall as soon as a whole section of it was pulverized, falling like power on his feet.

I kept cramming that prick in his body with all my power. With that delicious, extremely hard and heavy male, I could finally cut loose and let all the power of my virility and sexuality run amok in his body.

Well, not so much. That was still just half my full power, after all.

All and all, if I really wanted to, I could easily rip the intestines of that man and open a whole from his anus up to his brain with my ejaculations.

I literally had a cannon for prick; my strength was not comparable to any living creature, but only to military objects like tanks or ships —which I had personally filled with jizz, by the way, in some spicy episodes of my past.

‘Come on, boy!’ My manly master once presented me before all his male friends, true Alpha males of the country’s elite, all of them incredulous about my abilities. ‘Show these fuckers what you’re capable of.’

That was just a few days ago —my birthday—, when I had turned eighteen and my tutor had brough a literal tank to his farm, and I showed off before the amazed audience, everyone intimidated and shocked by the amount of muscles on my body.

‘So young… yet this guy has more muscles than a Schwarzenegger!’

Their eyes were divided between my abundant muscles, indeed, and my horse-like bulge, which left their own cocks hard with desire.

‘By god… he’s huge!’

With those eyes devouring me, I stretched and smiled to my master —who was quite possibly the only male to beat me in the whole wide world.

‘Alright, old man. Let me show them exactly how a real man fucks.’

Then, totally naked, I approached that tank and grabbed its fuselage with my hands.

The metal bent under my fingers as I applied force. I could hear the several nervous gulps as those man saw me bending the tank’s surface with my grip alone.

‘That can’t be!’ They exclaimed. ‘That can’t be true!’

With all the muscles of my body flexing and swelling, plus some outrageously thick veins sprawling all over my arm, I felt my prick harder, bigger, thicker as the adrenaline flooded my veins.

Soon enough, the crowd became even more incredulous with the size of the dong between my huge thighs.

‘Ooooaarrh!!’ I let go an immense roar, as it was typical of when I was truly aroused.

With my first, I grabbed thicker segments of the fuselage and… craaaarck!! Literally started to peel that vehicle off like a banana.

My biceps had grown wider and my veins bulged as I tore that metal like paper. Just like this, second after second, my teenage body dismounted that tank before the incredulous eye-witnesses.

‘Impossible! T-that’s… that’s impossible!’ They exclaimed, barely knowing that the most impressive was still about to come.

 ‘If it’s really impossible, then how do you explain… this!’

‘Ooorrh!!’

Everyone covered their mouths and held back their breaths as I squatted, half that thank by its wheels and turned it over with a simple movement, not showing the slightest effort, showing off my prick more clearly for all of them to see.

The tank was turned upside down, and I walked up to its muzzle, which now was at the same level of my waist.

‘Oooh!! For the love of…!! What is this guy going to do?!’

I approached the barrel with heavy steps and aligned my prick on its muzzle.

My prick was so tremendously thick, so stupidly large and powerful, that even with tank I still worried that my dick might get stuck inside the barrel.

The difference between our widths wasn’t actually that large; my prick literally had the same thickness as a projectile!

‘That’s one big-ass tank, master.’ I said to the old man, who smiled as devilishly as I did. ‘It’s gonna carry all my load.’

And, before the incredulous gaze of those gentlemen, I started pumping my prick into the cannon.

I started off real slow, very sensuously, giving those horny men just a taste of my muscles flexing and my prick protruding into that war vehicle.

My prick made a coarse noise every time it penetrated that thing. I could hear all the air moving around me, as if no object has ever violated that car in such way.

The force I fucked it with was comparable to new shots of its cannon. Eventually, I gained rhythm and speed, while mentioning my insanely high force: boom-booom-booom…!! The vast field started to shake and the tank to be dragged back on the ground as I fucked it with my habitual supersonic strength.

Within moments, I was ramming my prick up that tube some five times a second, and I needed to grab the long iron mast with both hands to keep my balance.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ I rarely moaned when I jerked off, but that was a special occasion. ‘Oooorrhh!!’ My roars made the whole earth shake. ‘Oooaarrhh!!’ I felt the men admiring me with profound envy, not knowing if they should be shocked or awed by that performance.

‘You son… son of a bitch!’ And they turned to my master. ‘This young man is bigger than a bull!’

‘Oh, and you haven’t seen anything of him, yet.’ The man responded, with an enormous, proud smile in his face. ‘Wait until he actually cums.’

‘Oooh!!’

Many of those guys caressed their own minuscule pricks in their pants, feeling them harder and harder.

I had no doubt that most of them were straight, but I didn’t give two shits about that: before a male like me, even other manly-men found it hard to control their immense desire.

Zeeep!! While I fucked that cannon barrel with ever more horse-like power, I heard some zippers being undone and hard dicks being exposed.

The guys were jerking off to me. How wonderful!

«You think that’s exciting??» I grabbed that barrel with even greater strength. «Then watch this, you losers!»

With my muscle power of thirty horses, I squeezed that barrel and bent it over, dragging back the whole, heavy tank on the mud.

The vast vehicle was pushed as I pressed my waist against the barrel of its cannon. My thrusts had become so ferocious, in fact, that the car didn’t stop being dragged on the ground, pushed by the pure power of my pelvic thrusts.

My muscles grew and throbbed before my eyes, and my body gained some two or three inches of height, easily surpassing seven feet as I bent that metallic barrel with my bare hands.

I released steam through my mouth and nose. My body was burning at over 60ºC, with my blood at 90ºC on its hottest parts —my prick and my balls, I mean.

Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom…!! It was inconceivable the speed with which I fucked that car; I counted something like seven or eight thrusts per second, literally bending the metal with my horse-like power.

‘Buuurrhh!!’ I puffed. ‘Uuuuurrhh!!’ And felt my balls swell and my sack grow harder and heavier.

‘God!!’ The audience was horrified. ‘How can this… oooh!!… how can this young man…?!`

But they were all silent and impotent before me, going crazy with the intensity of the pleasure they extracted from seeing me pump into that tank.

‘When you’re done, Renato,’ my master said, with his crazily deep voice. ‘Step aside so I can have a little bit of fun too.’

I looked besides me while I slowly destroyed that tank with my pelvic thrusts.

‘You’re gonna cum in it too, master?’ And the old man nodded, filling me with fear.

My master, well, was the only man capable of beating me, be it in size, power, virility, and quite simply equine, bullshit power.

The guy slowly took off the shirt, revealing to all of us his massive, hairy torso.

‘Are you going to…??’

‘Of course, I am. Pay attention to him, folks, for the best is yet to come.’

‘Ooooh…!!’

And they didn’t know in whom to focus: if own on horse body reducing that tank to a pile of metal rubbish or if on the even larger, more awesome body of my master, whose shirt he had unbuttoned down too his abs.

‘After he’s done with that tank, I too am going to give it a little quickie.’

‘Ooooh!!’

And, cocky and confident, he tore off the rest of his shirt: vuuuushh!! The giant cloth was thrown up in the air, flowing down on the ground.

 ‘Wow!!’

His spectacular, even more massive body was exposed for all to see, and one of the little guys dare couldn’t control himself any longer, shooting his tiny, pecky load on the ground:

‘Gooorhh!!’

Spuuurt!! Some pathetic jets of semen left its even more pathetic dick, basically falling between its own feet —not every man, as it seemed, could cum nearly as much as me or my master.

‘Careful, now.’ The old man said severely to the horny little dudes. ‘I’ll break the bones of whoever shoots his load anywhere near me.’

‘Ooorrh!!’

The still couldn’t pay attention in nothing else but his phenomenal physique.

While I was a naked super bull, with my caramel-skinned muscles glistening under the sun, my master was much more mature, with vast swaths of hair covering his torse, going down his abs until his waist.

‘Wow!!’ That bull was even more massive than I was: 7ft-tall! 450 pounds of muscles! ‘Wow!! Wow!!’

I heard the exclamations of those around me and gulped dryly, trying to fuck that tank harder so as not to lose my focus.

Jets and yet more jets of steam left all the pores of my body.

I no longer perspired; I ejected jets of steamy sweat through my pores. A while, dense layer of steam formed around my body; waves of heat created mirages all around me, as if my sexual power could bend the very fabric of space.

‘M-m-my god!!’

I gave the audience even more reasons to be jaw-dropped as I pushed that tank a few more meters down the hill, fucking its barrel at least nine times a second!

I felt the veins of my prick actually touching the sides of that wide barrel. My prick was obscenely fat and thick, surpassing eleven or even twelve inches of girth.

I felt the veins growing around my balls, sprawling all over my sack while waves and waves of spunk were expelled from there down to my body.

With tears flowing down my eyes, I felt the pressure would soon be too big to contain.

My urethra widened and my penis throbbed violently, expelling my first jets of lubes inside the barrel.

‘God!!’ I roared, and my hands crushed that barrel even more powerfully: crooooorsshh!!

If I kept going like that, it would soon be impossible to cram all of my prick in such bent-over barrel.

Staring at me, my giant master spoke with his thunderous voice:

‘Don’t you take too long, young man. I know you take time to cum, but my colleagues don’t have all Time in the world, apparently.’

He was right. Judging by the way those vermin masturbated before our bodies, oh, I think they didn’t have but seconds before passing out in pleasure.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ Still, I simply replied: ‘I’m done… in a minute, master!’

Blooorsh, blooorsh, guuursh, bluuursh…!! I felt the tank filling up with the loads of lubes my prick injected in it.

Waterfalls of thick gel fell from the barrel indie the bullet compartment in th vehicle, and from there they sprawled all over the car, filling it up slowly with the gallons of liquids I came unendingly.

My prick made the whole car vibrate. I felt the veins swelling to the point of almost bursting while I kept fucking that tank with the same power as all the bulls in that farm.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ The steam was exhaled through my nose with even greater force and heat. ‘Oooaarrhh!!!’

The barrel was bent further the harder and quicker I thrust into that car. With a hand, I released the barrel and grabbed my balls —which were so swollen only one of them fit in my palm.

Feeling the fire all over my veins, I started masturbating those balls for good, and this failed from making me shoot out a generous load of lubes.

My god, the power of those seedmakers! It was impossible to even imagine how my master —or any male in the world, actually— could actually have a sack more powerful than that prized one I carried between my legs.

Hot and sweet, I could feel the seed being loaded up at the base of my cock.

‘Oooaarrhh!!’

The broth finally started to flow from my testicles to the vesicles, and from them all the way up into my urethra, which started to heat up and throb, almost independent of my will.

I had over five gallons of spunk stockpiled inside my body: so much spunk, in fact, that it wasn’t a shock that all the broth was about to be released by itself, independently of my will.

‘God!!!’ I squeezed my heavy balls harder and harder.

It was an amazing sensation, that of producing more seed that probably all the rest of the animal kingdom combined —and even more indescribable to feel those same balls producing loads of spunk that would rival the full ejaculate of about five hundred studs.

Violent pulsations overtook my waist. I was dangerously close.

The tank was dragged further on the ground as my body gained some two inches of height thanks only to the pure power that rushed through my veins.

The veins grew and swelled all around my hips, and my balls looked like two gigantic, dried-out grapefruits, totally wrinkled thanks to the obscene number of veins and arteries that surrounded them.

I felt in my waist a burning sensation like I had never felt before in my life; after years and years fucking women with all the care and gentleness in the world, oh, I had finally found a whole big and strong enough to take on the full power of sex!

‘Ooooaarrhh!!’ With that tank, I could finally let go. There was no reason for gentleness anymore! I could release my full power!… destroy everything!… and still, no one would end up hurt.

Well, at least I hoped so.

‘M-m-my g-god!!’ The men in the audience couldn’t even speak properly, shivering thanks to the intensity of their frenzied masturbation. ‘G-get this over with!’

I shut my eyes, twitched my face, and thought: ‘Alright, then!’

I stopped thrusting in that barrel, and instead I took all my prick out and then… boooooom!! I crammed it all in with the greatest strength imaginable!

The metal bent over! The car was dragged back on the ground!

I took the prick out and crammed it all the way back again, repeating the movement… and the thunder!

As great as the horror of my audience was, it was nothing compared to my own agony:

My waist suffered hundreds of explosions simultaneously. The whole floor trembled as I extracted my prick from that barrel once again, leaving the tip of my helmet just outside the muzzle, which them I… I!…

BOOOOM!!! I fucked with total strength!

My prick hardened and throbbed. My balls unleashed all their content!

My ejaculation had started —and none of those poor fools was about to believe their very eyes.

With unimaginable power, I felt a thick stream flow through my horse prick, almost tearing up my urethra, travelling all the length of that shaft in a fraction of a second and blasting with total power inside the metallic frame.

PLOOOOM!! The car made a coarse, thunderous noise, like the world’s biggest, coarsest bell.

My long roar came afterwards, moved by the impressive strength of that liquid pouring from my prick.

I felt my muscle fibers being undone along my prick thanks to the pure pressure of that inconceivably dense, thick broth: blooooorsshh…!!!

My roars split the skies, and I felt as if all my waist was about to burst!’

‘God!! Holy fucking… shiiiit!!!’

I squeezed my meat club, making the many vein throb and my prick basically get stuck in that cone, in which I ejaculated inconceivable amounts of spunk!

‘Gooorrhh!!’

Within seconds, I had some about three whole gallons! My prick was literally shotting at a pace of around half a gallon per second!

‘The balls!! My god, look at that monster’s balls!’

My balls, in fact, swelled harder and harder before deflating with equal intensity, unloading another wave of spunk through my genitals.

My sack was so scorching that steam literally burst from its pores. A white cloud of steam formed around my waist, as if I literally had a steam engine in my hips.

‘Oooorrhh!! Ooooorrh!!!’

I could hear my liquids literally sloshing inside that tank: splaaassh, splaaassh, splassssh!! My master crossed his arms in front of his huge, tremendous, muscular pecs, smiling with great pride while he exchanged some cocky looks with his friends. ‘My young man is just getting started!’

‘Aaaaaheem!!’ And those pathetic men came, with all their dicks out, while I kept ejaculating my monstrous loads of spunk in that tank.

My body leaned forward, taken with pleasure. The barrel of the tank bent over even further, obstructing the flow of my spunk.

The spunk started bursting back into my body, sprinkling all over my caramel-skinned muscles.

‘Ooorrh!!’ The audience was shocked… and fucked! ‘God!!’

The spunk which flowed in my prick was so abundant the barrel of that tank alone could hold all of it!

I turned my face all the time, trying to avoid the speedy jets of spunk I came in there.

‘Ooorrhh!!’ I came. ‘Oooorrhh!!’ I came even harder!

In twenty seconds, I had come over twenty times, at a pace of about a full gallon per second, filling half of that tank already.

And that was still just me getting warmed!

«Oooorrhh… oooh, god!!» I felt my balls getting mad, throbbing like two hearts at an insane pace of three pumps per second —each throb producing an extra half a gallon of seed per ball! «God!!»

The steam that came out of them was so strong that I felt my skin burn with its intensity. Booom!! There was no way around it! Broooom!! With explosion in my hips, I moved forward, dragging the tank on the ground and bending its barrel even further, making it twist and turn like papier-mâché.

Flexing all my powerful muscles, growing to a height of well over 7.1ft-tall, I tried to fix that barrel with my hands just to give my spunk a little bit more room to flow.

Blooom!!-blooom!!-blooom!!-blooooom!!… my prick now throbbed at least three times per second. After forty seconds of nut, I was sure the tank was weighing an extra four hundred pounds with all the seed inside it!

I listened to ever fainter, even longer noises coming from the sides of the car.

Looking briefly to its doors, I saw tiny white threads ebbing and dripping on the floor. The tank was so full that, even with all its fuselage, my spunk was bursting out of it.

‘Holy… fucking… shiiiiit!!!’ I roared, and my prick unleashed even more uncontrollable loads of broth in that vehicle. ‘Oooorrhhh!!!’ An explosion. ‘Oooorrh!!’ Another explosion… ‘Ooorh!!’ And then another one!

The spunk abandoned my prick like rocket jets, and everybody around me fell with their knees on the floor, coming so hard with my uber masculine performance.

The level of the spunk lake inside the tank grew enormously, all the while my huge chest was painted white with all those jets bursting with immense pressure from inside.

One of them hit my face. My hair was painted white, and I felt my skull hurt with the weigh and thickness of that broth.

My spunk, after all, weighed about sixty pounds a gallon back then.

 ‘What a bath, Renato!’ My master teased me, and I came even harder as I laid my eyes over his amazing, unbeatable body.

The gigantic man fondled his own prick, so huge under the dark jeans he was wearing.

I had never seen that man naked or ‘in action,’ but maybe that day I’d have my jackpot.

First, of course, I had to stop coming, which was particularly difficult, considering that my prick was so happy and freed.

«I’m coming… aaaarrhh!!… everything I could never come till this day!»

All the pussies I had to pass on because they were to small and too tight for my donkey cock.

All he girls over whose bodies I had to came because, if I dared to come inside them, I would literally pop their bodies like balloons.

All the muscular women with whom I had to take the utmost control not to hurt and sent to a hospital, not to accidently kill!

All the jerking off I had to avoid because, even though I was alone, my orgasm could destroy an entire room or even the whole house I found myself in.

All this repressed sexual power was finally being released there, in that tank; a load of at least twelve years of repressed frustration, now finally released with all the world’s abandon.

My muscles throbbed as soon as I felt my balls swelling harder and compressing with equal strength, much stronger than ever before, sending continuous, endless jets through my urethra.

Craaarck, craaarck, craaarck!! I looked down to the cannon’s barrel and saw crack growing on the metal while I stretched it with my dong.

 ‘God!!’ I roared. ‘Holy fucking shit, god!!’

My prick was throbbing so hard and swelling so much that its girth had become greater than the barrel’s width, stretching out the metal to the point of rupture.

My body moved forward, dragging the vehicle again. Craaaarsshh!!

My face was drenched with all the gushes of sperm while the tank literally became a deposit for over fifty gallons of my virile seed.

Giant, thick, throbbing veins carrying gallons of blood flowed through my vast body, feeding it with the gallons of blood that would be needed to carry on such tremendous power.

My monster genitals released more steam jets, temporarily blocking the view of my body, surrounding it in a scorching mist.

My thick broth blasted inside the spunk-brimming tank. Little by little, I heard its metal bending: craaank, craaack, crooonk!!

The sides of the car had literally started to expand, its bulletproof metal to bend. What I feared the most was finally happening, right before my eyes? The tank was so full that it started to inflate… like a balloon!

‘Oooooaarrhh!!’ And my prick came, came, came and came and came and came, its endless orgasm surpassing a hundred gallons! Bloom-bloom, bloom-bloom!, bloom-bloooom!!… my balls throbbed and pumped gallons and gallons and more gallons of spunk from my organism, producing equally scary loads of spunk!

‘God! Oooorrhh!!!’

My master, near the audience, held his own massive prick inside his boxers, looking at me with a smile both proud and envious.

‘There’s no god to help you, young man.’

‘Oooaarrh!!’

‘Cum! Cum everything you can, young man! I want you to fill that tank to the brim!’

The earth trembled! My prick came another unbelievably large load of spunk inside the tank.

I felt the fluids reaching up to its ceiling —or rather, the floor—, showing that the vehicle was completely filled with spunk.

Immediately, I felt the broth flowing back in the barrel until it finally touched my own prick.

With every new ejaculation, now, I was cumming in my own body —there wasn’t a single cubic inch in that tank where I could stockpile my spunk.

In despair, I removed my prick from that cannon —or at least I tried to, for the monstrous phallus had been stuck inside.

‘Be careful, young man!’ My master provoked me. ‘You’re about to blast this tank… or rip your prick off!’

‘Go fuck yourself, daaaaamniiiiit!! Oooooaarrhh!!’ I didn’t give a damn to my bull while new and more powerful orgasmic waves took over my body.

With the final ejaculations, my titanic prick was pushed out of the vehicle, whose barrel was completely deformed.

With a final roar, almost ejaculating blood with all that power… BOOOM!! My prick was finally released from that barrel, causing a phenomenal, thunderous bang.

The audience lost their control, with men falling face to the ground thanks to the intensity of the orgasm they felt.

And that was still not everything!

‘Ooooaarhh!!’ I roared. ‘Ooooaarrhh!!’ Squeezing my muscle, vein-ridden prick, I aimed my powerful prick at the sky, where… ‘Aaaarrhh!’

Bloooorsshh!! One orgasm! Bloooorshh!! Two orgasms! Bloooooorsshh…!! A third, inconceivably long orgasm!

My prick was still shooting powerful loads into the air —so strong, in fact, that they barely fell over the vehicle’s carcass, but flew some sixty feet away, forming obscene arcs beyond those fields.

My roars proceeded, making the Earth literally trembled, all while my prick came and came and came and came and came and came, as there was no tomorrow.

‘You’ve beaten my record, boy!’

The jets seemed to fly beyond the horizon, some of them landing on the trees of the forest nearby, bathing all the trees in white.

Craaackkk… craaaack!! Many branches broke off and fell on the ground, for my spunk was too thick and heavy for them to bear it.

Gulping nervously, all the men were knelt around me, unable to believe that immense, 50,000-horse-strong virility in a single teenage prick.

‘M-m-my god!!’ Their fragile, pathetic voices came out shaky from their throats. ‘M-m-my g-g-god!!’

I experienced my final thrusts: bluuurssh, bluuuursh, bluuuuurshh!! Little by little, staring at the sky, I saw my jets losing intensity and my prick coming more weakly.

Finally, after some ten seconds coming like a crazy savage, my jets finally started falling back on the tank, painting it all white.

Steam burst from my nose as soon as my body heat up brutally, suffering from excesses of energy from those final ejaculations.

Soon enough… broom!! An immense cold took over me, and my muscles all vibrated with great power and virility as my orgasm finally subsided.

‘Oooorh!!’ The thermal shock was so intense that I was forced to give two steps back, dizzy, almost falling over. ‘Oooorh!!’

My prick still ejaculated, however, and much more powerfully —each nut actually being equivalent to some forty or sixty guys.

‘Fuck!! My god!!’ Came the little men around me. My broth continuously poured on the tank, painting it all white.

The vehicle soon looked like a vanilla cake, covered entirely with my manly layers of Chantilly.

‘Oooooaarrh!!’ Letting the prick go, I fell flat on my back. Booom!! The earth quaked as my 300-pound body fell, yet my gargantuan prick still kept coming, sending another wad or two into the sky at every freaking second. ‘Ooooaarrhh!!’

Completely aghast, I saw everything double as I squinted my eyes and waited for the energies to return to my body.

Life, however, didn’t want to give me another second’s rest: broom!! Brooom!! Brooooom!! Feeling powerful tremors, I laid down my head and looked to my right, from where that noise seemed to come.

My heart throbbed with incredible strength, and my body was energized again, for behind me, moving away from the cadre of pathetic men, I could see my master… my incredible domineering bull!… giving ample steps towards the tank.

‘How good that you’re done, my young man.’ The powerful man said without even looking at me, with a compenetrated expression in his face and a large hand inside his pants. ‘This nut of yours was very hot. So hot, in fact, that I have my prick all hard right here.’

And he looked at me for a single, brief moment, giving me a wry wink before walking to that tank and position himself before the barrel I had just ejaculated on.

 ‘Time to empty my sack.’Vuuuuusshh!! In a simple movement, my incredible master lowered his pants, revealing to us the tremendous monument he carried between his legs.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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A muscular heartthrob is bred by his much more virile BULL!

‘How strong are you really?’

The guy flexed his muscles, making very coarse noises with all his body.

‘Dude, do you have any idea how much pussy I get every day?’

My heart beat quickly, with my legs wobbling visibly.

‘N-no.’

‘Twelve, man. Sometimes it’s difficult…’

My ears, however, stopped working after the number.

‘You fuck twelve women… a day?’

‘Yes.’ And I laughed. ‘What? You don’t believe me?’

‘But of course… well, of course not.’

The man, then, put his hands inside his pant and froze me with his pitch-black eyes.

‘Dude, just you see what I have to deal with.’

‘What… waist, no!’

Before I could even protest, however, the guy lowered his pants, revealing to me how he wore nothing beneath them.

Though, to be fair, I though it was impossible to wear anything else but those loose pants.

‘Holy fucking…!’

I walked back until my back hit a marble column, totally intimidated, almost frightened by that monstruous, abnormal anaconda the dude sported between his legs.

His gigantic appendix was completely exposed to my eyes. Never before have I seem —or even imagined!— such a gigantic cock… and I was twelve inches long!

It was hard to tell, among so many things, which attracted me the most: if that extraordinarily long, thick, heavy prick, or the two huge balls dangling below them.

His fucking testicles were larger than guacamoles!!

‘Holy fucking shit!!’

A fucking horse would feel minuscule compared to him! The guy was hung like two fucking breeding bulls!

He stepped forward, making his monstruous cock swing before my eyes

Those balls were so hard and heavy, however, that they barely moved, so pressed and squeezed they were between that man’s inconceivably large thighs.

That horse’s prick, when soft, was bigger, harder, and thicker than my own was hard!

«Holy fucking shit!! I’m twelve inches when hard, and this guy far surpasses me even when soft!!»

That 14-in monstrosity dangled like an old clock pendulum make of titanium, with its shinny helmet kicking between one knee and the other.

The monster swollen, throbbing foreskin was already a bit pulled back, with his red, steaming head revealing itself little by little.

Just the tip of that prick was thicker and harder than a doorknob, and I suspected its size could be comparable to my own clenched fist!

The male stepped even closer to me, squeezing me even tighter against that column.

‘Do you see now, the dick I have to feed every single day?’

‘Holy… holy f-!’ I couldn’t take my eye off that magnificent genitalia. ‘Holy fucking shit, dude, holy shit!!’

‘Yeah, that’s right.’ He held his prick with his right hand, swinging it dangerously; his prick was so heavy even he, a living mountain of muscles, made incredible effort trying to move it. ‘That’s the cock of a Roman god, and this fucking thick monster need at least twelve, thirteen, fifteen fresh pussies every single day for good nutrition.’

My back was almost climbing up that thick column, so intimidated that I felt by that male.

‘A-are you serious, man??!’

He smiled and squeezed his prick even harder, making the numerous thick veins bulge across all its inane length.

‘You think that a man who carried a prick like this one would lie about this?’

‘Holy…!!’

‘Take off your clothes, fruity.’ He let go of his prick, letting it dangle before my body, looking increasingly larger before me. ‘Today I’m going to splurge with your body.’

I couldn’t even hide my fears as I lifted up my head and looked him straight in the eyes:

‘Y-you’re not…’

Boom!! That guy shut me up with a step, bringing his thick, veiny monster closer to my waist.

‘I’m kind of through with women right now.’ And then, with incredible strength… braaam!! He grabbed my waist.’

‘Ooohh!!’ A whimper came from my throat as I felt his hands squeezing my muscular waist.

More than that, I could feel his cock pressing against my own prick, making it look tiny in comparison.

‘No… no, no…’ I looked at him with my eyes tearing up, almost begging to him: ‘No, please…’

But the indiscrete man, without even asking for permission, slid his hand into my pants and grabbed my cock.

‘No!!’ I screamed —or rather, I writhed— and tried to move away, but the male commanded me with a calm and coarse voice:

‘Stay where you are.’

And I obeyed him immediately, not even thinking about denying the desires of such a powerful…

‘Ooh!!’

…such gigantic…

‘Ooohh…’ My whimpers grew longer as that horse’s huge hand carefully enveloped and massaged my cock. ‘Aaahee…!’

My god, what a hot touch! What a heavy hand! Even though my prick was extraordinarily thick, like a soda can, that giant managed to hold all its girth with a hand —a feat not even I managed to!

«Jesus, his hands are huge! Wow!» I felt once again his wild smell. «My god, what a… what a…!»

‘…fucking male!’ I let the word escape, and the man generously squeeze my prick. ‘Aaahee…!!’

I wiggled my hips, making him smile.

‘My little whore is already so horny for daddy, huh?’

‘Aahee… aahee…’

‘Mmm… good hoe.’ I felt hi other hand in my buttocks. ‘What a tasty-ass rear you’ve got, big-butted bimbo!’

The male grabbed and squeezed my ass, feeling the hardness of my iron muscles. I felt my glutes being squashed by that incomprehensively strong hand, and all the fibers in my body stretching with the sheer force of his grab.

‘Aaahee… aaahe…!!’

I never felt so weak, so defenseless, so female like at that moment! With a squeeze on my cock, the male sent my head swirling to heaven.

‘Aaaaheem…!!’

I wiggled again, making him slide one hand along my back and into my pants. Meanwhile, his right hand massaged all the outrageous length of my equally bull-sized dong.

I felt my pole enlarging, all while my own, shaky hands got closer to the balls of that amazing stallion.

My face twitched and my eyes trembled under my semi-shut eyelids, afraid of witnessing that incredible horse cock in such a giant human body.

Seriously, his prick looked like a third leg rubbing against my waist. My hands move to-and-fro, either too thirsty or too afraid to actually commit to that overwhelming, incarnate God manhood.

‘It’s alright.’ He spoke with his thick, soothing voice. ‘I know you’re afraid.’

‘Aaahee…!!’

‘All males are afraid when they’re near me.’ And squeezed my dick harder.

‘Aaahee!!’

‘I’m such a perfect male… that it take time for other men to gather the courage to face me. But don’t you worry, my pretty little whore, for I am going to take good care of your body today.’

‘Aaahee, aaahee!!’

He pressed all his naked body against mine, pressing his muscles against my pecs, getting his lips so dangerously close to my nose.

Without missing a beat, he lowered his incredible mouth to mine, and his tongue penetrated my throat as if it wished to tear me from inside.

‘Mmmrmm…!!’ Almost immediately, I felt my dick grow, harden, and sprout out of my shorts, with the male holding it firmly all the time.

He didn’t kiss me delicately, and indeed savagely, ramming his tongue deep inside me, chewing my mouth as if he wanted to devour me.

While that happened, he jerked me off with increased strength, making my cock throb and the veins multiply insanely over its surface.

Not satisfied, he began to spread my butt cheeks with his hand and to penetrate my anus with his index finger —which, might I stress, was as thick as a regular guy’s cock.

I screamed and shivered, but my screams were muffled inside his mouth, which sucked and annihilated my own with his inhumanly large tongue!

‘Ooorhh…!!’ I widened my eyes. ‘Ooorrhh!!’ That tongue slid down to my vocal cord and further below, as if could reach as deep… as my stomach!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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