Chapter 13

She saw that he was erect when they left the waters.

She didn’t believe what she saw, even though she had expected it when she saw the overwhelming mass that bull carried on his pants.

Now that the mass was sprung up, erect like a rod, she didn’t believe it.

She blinked, blinked, blinked, and the more she blinked, she less the believed it.

THICK

That thing was thick…!

The enormous penis pulsated inside the trunks, the black shorts of the stallion.

He was erect, but the penis hadn’t yet broken free from his shorts—which themselves were enormous. Big shorts to hold such a big, heavy beast.

The testicles hung loose at the bottom of those shorts, stretching their fiber even further.

They throbbed. They throbbed. They throbbed. Each pulse sent shivers down her spine. She felt every heavy, weighty pulsation on her skin like a mass pressing itself against her tiny body.

Pump!

Pump!

Pump!

That thing pulsed…!

And she saw an unbelievable amount of veins wriggling and writhing on the colossal length of that beast!

“Jesus… god…”

The penis wasn’t even free yet, yet the little she saw of it was enough to make sure he was the biggest, most virile animal on the planet.

That man wasn’t on par with other men. He was on par with animals!

“Goddamned horses,” she muttered, and her throat throbbed along with the penis.

Pump!

Pump!

Pump!

She walked side by side with him to see more of that tremendous thing.

His arms were enormous. Bigger than her body, bigger than her torso, bigger than the legs of any man.

Big, bulging arms with the biggest veins she had ever seen on a human body. The big vein on his biceps swelled to inhuman proportions.

He’s unbelievable!

She got distracted, susprisingly, by his big arms and his bigger pecs, those tremendous slabs of muscle that danced and bulged so sensuously on his chest. His tattoos were insanely sexy. He was so virile…! His tattoos were manly, but kind of discreet. Nothing tacky or trashy, but like sexy tattoos primitive warriors used to signal their manhood.

Pump!!

Pump!!

Pump!!

She gasped when she lowered her eyes from his pecs to his abs, that ferocious, vigorous seesaw of muscles like mountains budding form his belly. The bull had a firm 8-pack at all times, and now that he walked with his body a little chill from the bath, every time he took a step forward, his virile abs added at least another pair, presenting a 10-pack of muscles each as big as a house brick.

“Jesus…”

Her heart galloped when she tried, at last, to have a better look on that dick.

“It’s not hard,” he spoke, and his deep voice drew at least two sharp, pungent orgasms from her snatch.

“Jesus…!!” She tightened her fists, gritted her teeth, and…

Squiiiirt!!

Squiiirt!!

Squiiirt!!!

People still watched them, but the crowd became sparse as they walked away from that spot, away from that gym.

If she weren’t cumming so much, so hard, she would have noticed they were walking towards her home. At least, that was the direction of her home—but, again, she didn’t notice it, for her eyes were locked on the tremendous bulge of his horse cock.

“Jesus almighty. Please, tell me this is fake.’

No penis should be that big.

The penis made the biggest, most erogenous tent she had ever seen on a guy’s pants. The penis was completely perpendicular to the ground, pointing to the horizon, jutting away from his crotch like a pole springing from his innermost manhood.

“Uuurrrhm,” the boy grunted, and his height became more towering still. “It’s not fake, princess, and it’s not hard.” He grunted again, virile sounds booming like beasts from his beastly, iron-hard breast. “I tried to get it down, but you’re super, super hot.”

“It c-can’t… it can’t be!” Her teeth made clickity-clickity-clack as she shivered so much, and so hard! “T-this beast is already… oh my god, like…” Gasp! “So fucking big!!”

“It’s big alright, but it’s half hard. You can see that it’s pointing away from my hips. If it were fully hard,” he laid one hand on his enormous pecs, “It would be rubbing here.”

“What the f--?!”s

She squirted.

She squirted!

She squirted!!

The penis continued to wobble and throb while the testicles of the muscle god made groans on their own.

“When I’m really hard, like just now in the water, my penis would be rubbing here, on my pecs, with my big head throbbing between my nipples.”

They walked a lot longer as her head became so dizzy, oh, so dizzy…!

“I wanted to do you there, in the waters, you know. Would have been sexy, but… crowd. I don’t like being watched. Not like this.”

They walked, and as they walked, every step sounded like a hammer striking her in the guts.

Pump!

Pump!

Pump!

She watered her mouth and moistened her lips.

Cock.

Cock.

Cock!

That monster cock… was a little softer now, though the tent was still enormous; the tent it made on the guy’s shorts, which seemed almost like an actual tent, a life-sized tent where they could gather under a storm or in a chilly night.

It was hard to understand the dimensions of that god, no matter how hard or how long she looked.

He was so, sooo tall!

He was so, sooo buff!

“God…”

Her neck quivered. Her beautiful apple showed, just a bit.

She looked down again.

“Dear… fucking… god…”

He was so, sooo hung!

The penis was a little less hard, a bit more soft, and she could see even less of it as before as the “tent” began to close over it and cover it, with the guy’s shorts returning to their usual shape, hugging his legs and his hips, but still…

Pump-pump!!

Pump-pump!!

… the little she saw of that penis was as long and three times as thick as the cock of that biggest guy in that beach—the twelve-inch hung bastard back in the gym.

The beast was thick. The thickness of it was what shocked her the most.

“This thing is like a leg!”

Without realizing it, she was moving her hand forward, trying to touch it.

Yes. She saw only the bottom third of the dick, and it wasn’t super hard no more, but it was THICK THICK THICK THICK.

As thick as legs around her calves. Thicker the arms of most men she had met.

“God, what a horse!” She gulped. “It’s like being fisted, getting fucked by a hung bastard like you.”

The bull smirked. He was completely unashamed of his greatness, as well as totally relaxed flaunting his manhood in public.

She realized that she was half naked. “Oh, shit!”

Her bikini…

Her top had been removed back there in the waters.

“Oh, dear god!”

She hurried to cover her breasts, which were lactating profusely all the time, but then… she…

“Oh, shoot.”

As she felt the milk warm her arms, she fondled her tits, then let them go.

Her immense, bronze-colored tits swung heavily in the air, naked like glorious mountains of a goddess awakened, and the big squirts of milk glimmered like snow in that tropical setting, spraying the sands with fruitful nectar that a cow would be jealous to match.

She relaxed further, getting confidence from the tremendous man who walked besides her, knowing that she was totally safe, perfectly secure when a beast like him walked next to her.

She thought about saying something, but… oh, whatever.

She licked her lips and dropped her eyes again to his shorts, watching his… incredible thing move!

The penis was starting to bend around in the middle and fold itself in a more typical flaccid shape. The tent was still there, though, and it was still tremendous. Through the hole on that tent, right under his abs, she saw the base of the cock, the root of that monstrous breeder, and it made her salivate like crazy. The amount of veins it had! And how loudly it throbbed!

Pump!

Pump!

Pump!

She walked a bit further from him, then leaned down to see under his penis.

The balls. They were completely covered by his black shorts, though their shape was so apparent that they were pretty much naked in her eyes, like bull testicles covered by a thin sheet of black cloth.

“Jesus, the veins…!” She gulped.

Those balls were both super smooth and super veiny. Half of their surface looked as smooth as a mirror, and the other half was rugged with veins, arteries, and big, cum-flowing tubes.

The veins were concentrated on the back and the top of the testicles, wheres the front and the bottom looked as smooth and clean as a baby’s bottom.

She gulped and cleared her throat again. Her lungs were blazing!

The testicles hung so heavily that they pulled his shorts down, and oftentimes the stud had to adjust his shorts, pulling them up to keep his testicles in check.

They looked like the biggest, fullest things…!

She found herself licking her lips, gulping, and wetting her mouth constantly.

She wanted to have those balls on her face, in her mouth!

“I can’t… I don’t believe… fuck.” She shook her head to get her thoughts in order. “I don’t think I can fit a single testicles in my mouth.”

The bull seemed to take offense from her comment.

“You can’t fit a fraction of my nuts in your mouth, bitch,” he groaned, and his grunts were basically roars. “Show some respect.”

She watched, mesmerized, the size and shape of those balls engorged and shift a little as the things got fuller and heavier with…

“Cum.”

Super cum.

Viscous, thick cum.

Salty, creamy, steamy cum.

The testicles inflated, and their veins swelled up, as the cum traveled through them.

Glorsh!

Glorsh!

Glursh!!

She gasped, for she realized, clearer than anytime before, that she could hear his cum.

“Jesus almighty! You must make… a fuck ton of semen!”

She gasped, then covered her mouth, and she looked around in disbelief to see if anyone had heard her.

What a thing! She wasn’t one to speak like that! No one was, for these were not thing one uttered out loud—not when one was sane of mind, and under no influence.

“It’s alright. You can say it as it is,” the bull spoke, ever so calm, a bit more chill. “I’ve got a massive junk and cum tanks that produce sperm like factories. You can say these things, princess, as you’re going to see far more absurd things once we get to my place.”

“Y-your… place?” She looked around, and she realized they had walked quite a good deal, past her house and towards the wealthier, more exclusive part of that community.

The area of the ultra rich.

“Oh, Jesus!”

The houses by the beach became colossal, true mansions and castles made of glass and wood, like oversized cabanas meant to blend in with the environment.

The obscene luxury of that place meant little to her, as no wealth in the world could replace the sheer power and perfection of that body.

“I see,” she gulped, and then she walked closer to him again, touching his arms and fondling his body, gulping harder many more times as she drew her tiny hands closer to his behemoth. “God! It’s hot!”

From the opening on his pants came a furnace-like blast of heat.

Glursh! Glursh!!

The snake inside, in the shadows, twirled with more vigor, and his testicles seemed to have gotten heavier just by the sound of it, like buckets of heavy fluids being poured into a deep, deep hole.

Gluuursh!!

The stud grunted, and she felt his muscles ripped with increased virility.

“Oh god!”

She began to shiver. I mean, she was shivering, of course, all the time, but the shivering now became… especially distracting.

“I need to fuck a ton to get this thing down,” the bull groaned, then… looked at her. “You’re the only girl I’m fucking today, you know.”

She kept her hands around his enormous, beast-like arms, and her eyes looked like marbles about to break as her face remained locked in an undecided expression; half amazed, half terrified about the prospect of being penetrated by such a beast.

“I can’t…” She began to say, but she shut herself up. He was too hot for words.

The bull groaned, though this groaning was in response to nothing in particular. He just groaned and grunted a lot as he moved. Those were the natural sounds a body so large produced, it seemed.

“I fuck a ton. I need to fuck plenty of pussies to get my dick sated, my balls half-empty.” He purred, and she noticed how she couldn’t speak like that, talking about his virility, without smirking a bit, breaking a shy and cocky smile. “I fucked five bitches yesterday before having to move. I haven’t fucked since last night, almost a full day, so I’m specially… packed today. My balls as heavy and hung like never before. I’m afraid you won’t take all of me, but I want to do it. Yes. I want to pump your body full of my cum, ‘cause I believe you’re the hottest bitch I ever seen, and I wanna make you my wife, yes. My wife big and plump with my kids.”

She paid attention to only half of his words as his entire body throbbed—and her womb throbbed hard too.

She looked at his face, handsome and regal, then looked down, back at his penis.

“Oh,” she muttered with a bit of disappointment, then again with a bit of shock, for the penis was almost all hid again, covered his by his pants, though its shape was, ironically, even more impressive when it was flaccid; its softness highlighted just how monstrously large it was, ‘cause the beast was still comparable to a horse in size, and his testicles were even louder and fuller!

Glursh!

Glursh!

Glursh!

Now, every step the stud gave, his testicles boomed like tanks full of heavy liquid shaking, shaking in the air; shaking like pendulums between his legs… or rather, over his thighs, for the testicles were so big they rested over and ahead of his muscular thighs, not between them.

There wasn’t enough space between his legs to store testicles so big!

“Jesus, god!” She dragged her nails along his pecs, and her other hand up and down his muscular arm. “You’re so virile.”

She puckered her lips and rolled her eyes.

She didn’t noticed it. She didn’t know what she was doing.

She just… felt everything vanish and dim around her as she moved her head closer and closer to his arm, ready to give him a kiss, and one hand lower and lower to his pants, ready to cop a feel—finally! At long last!—of his tremendous, humongous dick.

PRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

WRREEEEEEEEEE!! WREEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!

Sharp whistled in the air!

Somebody whistled at them, and whistled so loud and hard that it snapped her out of that trance. Not even the allure of that superman was enough to block the piercing noise of those whistles.

“Oh, fuck!” She grumbled. “What is it?”

For a split second, she thought that the whistles were figments of an alarm clock, pieces of the beeping of her alarm clock or ringtone as it woke her up, and all of that had been a dream.

She looked up and saw the beautiful face of her man, and then down at his muscles, plenty of muscles, endless muscles like a shaved bull walking on its hind legs, and then the obscene, tremendous bulge on his pants, and after shaking her head a few times, blinking very hard each time she shook it, she realized that… nope! That was no dream. That was real?

“What’s that, then?” She looked around and saw who was whistling.

Two cops approached them. A man and a woman.

“S-stop! S-stop right there!” The female cop shouted while the male cop kept whistling.

The whistles were unsteady and broken. The male cop was stammering through his whistles, and both of them were aroused as fuck.

She saw the erect penis of the cop making a tent in his pants.

The breasts of the female cop were almost bursting out of her blouse.

The two cops stopped them. If that stud wasn’t there, serving as a brutal comparison to the smallness of everyone and everything else, the princess would have gasped at the size, beauty, and strength of those cops, who were fine specimens fit for catwalks and photoshoots, not for such comparatively menial positions like those.

They were both physically fit, as strong as their genders could be. The male cop was a tall, 6’2’’ bull laden with muscles throughout, and his bulge was equally tremendous, indicating a double-digit dong under his pants.

The female cop was a blond, thick-lipped fitness goddess with GG-cup mammaries. Her body was intensely fit, very shredded, but her profile was lean and fit, and her waist line was microscopic, really slender and thin, with large butt and powerful legs that put her on the same league as the dark-skinned princess.

The heart of the petite girls throbbed a little harder when she witnessed these two gods approach them, then stop them on the beach.

She and the female cop traded hostile glances, but any hostility soon died out when the female cop looked at the stallion, melting and gasping as she tried to remain profession and contain the expansion of her breasts.

There was anger and animosity on the male cop, who looked up and down that brutal stallion without understanding—or accepting—what he saw.

The bull didn’t flinch. Nothing at all changed on him, though his penis moved a bit more aggressively inside his pants, and he did, indeed, agreed to stop at the request of those cops.

“Y-you again!” The male cop voiced, and his voice was deep and bassy; it would have driven the petite woman insane with orgasms in any other occasion, but now that her stud was there, the big cop looked like a prepubescent child in comparison. “W-we were warned about you! You m-made a mess on that hotel! T-the authorities… look…”

The male cop was dying. He couldn’t organize his thoughts as his eyes went up and down, traveling all over the immense muscles of that superior stud.

He was beat by at least half a foot in height, and when it came to their manhoods… pff! Forget it! Their difference in size couldn’t even be compared!

The female cop squeezed her thighs together, trying to hide the immense dark spot that grew on her pants—and her blouse, too!

The two women were lactating and squirting immensely, and no one could really speak until the god prompted them:

“So? What is it?”

There was a long moment of shock and indecision, and the male cop tried to make himself as big as possible to face that… hippopotamus of man!

“We’ve gotta take you with us! You owe the hotel tens of thousands of dollars in repairs!”

“I’ll pay them back someday.”

“N-no, you… you’ve got to come with us.” He gulped. “If what we heard was true, then… t-then…!” He couldn’t keep his eyes off the man’s pants. “You’ve also been flagged for indecent exposure. Both of you!”

He gulped again, looking at the petite woman.

She raised her arms to cover her breasts, but changed her mind. She stared at the female cop as she lowered her arms back instead, giving a proud smirk as she noticed her breasts were still noticeably larger, fatter, and fuller of much stronger, thicker milk than those of that taller, red-lipped blond bimbo.

“You’re exposing yourselves,” the blond finally managed to say. “Y-you’re…”

She gasped.

Her eyes got lost in the immenseness of that man.

Jesus, how could a man be so big?!

She gasped—and then she almost froze when she dropped her eyes to his colossal bulge.

“You’re under arrest! The b-both of you!” She managed to squeak, but the bull didn’t react. Again, nothing on him changed.

He stepped toward the muscled cock and grabbed him by the crotch.

SNAP!!

It was a powerful grab full of authority, and the petite princess dropped her jaw when she saw the tall stud emasculate the cop like that.

“Do you feel you’re in charge here?” The bull groaned, his voice deeper than deep, and the cop became all flustered as the bull continued to fondle and fumble his erect manhood.

“I… gee…!!” The voice of the cop was higher-pitched, and then it rose a few octaves higher as the bull stuck his hand in the cops pants and stroked his cock quickly, but powerfully. “Aaargh!!”

The muscled legs of that big cop shivered, and his knees buckled as he ejaculated quickly in his pants.

He was a strong, virile cop, and his ejaculations lasted over ten seconds before they fully subsided, leaving a big, messy stain on his pants.

“Daddy…!” The cop shivered before he dropped to all fours, and his body seemed to be collapsing, falling into a coma after the bull took his hand back and showed the lump of semen stuck on his palm.

“Is he your man?” He asked the female cop, who was both dead and alive as she divided her attention between his powerful body and the cum stain on his big, heavy hand.

“We fuck, yes. He’s…” She gulped. “He’s got a pretty big dick.”

The petite princess smirked, knowing exactly what that woman wanted by making such a comment.

“Yes. He’s a good man,” the stud spoke with sincerity. “Eleven inches. Hard and thick cock. His balls are also full of very good cum.”

He raised his immense hand to his face, then sniffed it.

The two women couldn’t take his eyes off him while the male cop continued to grovel and shiver on the sands.

Then, the bull licked his hand, scooping the thick semen with his giant tongue. In a few licks, his hand was clean.

“Everybody here has great boobs and big cocks. I like it here.”

He relaxed. The princess was a bit gobsmacked by what she saw.

No shame! She thought. And no rivalry either!

That bull was completely unashamed from praising another man’s virility—probably because he knew no man on Earth could ever be more virile than him, so there wasn’t a shred of insecurity in him.

“You two should make lots of babies. Well, one day. Now, you’ll have to make babies with me.”

The male cop groaned on the sand as the stud walked to that babe and grabbed her by the arm, and the female cop gasped, hit him, but she clearly didn’t not know how to react when her pussy was already squirting so hard.

“W-wait! S-stop! Citizen!” She hit him and kicked him, but every hit, kick, and blow made her melt further. “Oh, god!”

She realized more and more how powerful he was, and that his body was a solid as a mountain.

“Jesus! Citizen! Stop! Y-you’re…!” Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt! “You’re under arrest!”

She drove her hands to his masculine pecs. She stopped hitting him and started fondling him, and then kissing him.

“God! You’re so big and strong! I need… I need to worship this body! This big, virile muscles!!” She muttered in between kisses.

The princess was left there, staggered on the bitch, watching the stud take that female cop away to a densely forested spot between the beach and the main road.

A few plots on that beach hadn’t been developed yet, and some of these plots still showed the original tropical vegetation.

There, the stud led the she-cop, who was climbing on his body like a koala while kissing, kissing, kissing him hard and endlessly.

“I need you! I need your body, stud!” Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! “You’re so hard! Your muscles are so big and well-defined!”

The stud walked behind a big bush amid a few tall palm trees.

He looked at the princess, who was now a few dozens of feet away.

“This won’t take long.”

He laid behind the bush and made the female cop scream.

The princess squeezed her thighs tightly together as the moans grew shouts, then into wet, pleasurable screams.

The stud seemed to touch her little, and his touch was also shallow and quick, but this little touch was enough to make the she-cop squirt her guts out.

“Oh, stallion! Oh, my god, stallion!! I’m not worthy!!”

She gasped and roared and shouted and stammered, and the bush and palm trees began to shake as the stud took a more vigorous approach to his make out—or, perhaps, she ground her crotch against his bulge more vigorously.

“It can’t be true! Please, tell me this isn’t your penis! No! It can’t be! No cock can be so hard!!” The bush and the trees shook faster as she growled and howled horny as a demon. “Please, I need it!! I need to see this thing!!”

Then, there was silence.

The princess could hear her jaw drop when the stud finally revealed his penis.

She didn’t saw a thing, the princess. The bushes were big, very dense, but the sounds that came from them painted a very vivid picture.

“Oh… god…”

There were barely any more words from the she-cop, only moans and orgasms that thundered like storms.

The bush and the trees shook again, harder and faster until a few coconuts fell from the trees.

The male cop had recovered a bit from his orgasms, but now he was as stunned as the princess as they both watched that scene unfold.

The sounds that woman made were unreal. It felt like a massacre was going on, but the only massacre there was in her pussy.

“IT CAN’T… GOD GOD GOD GOD… IT CANNOT… FIT!!!!” She howled, and the princess saw big jets of milk burst from behind the bushes.

“I need only the tip.”

There were shouts, howls, and screams.

The stud finally began to groan and grunt with more vigor, showing some heat and exertion from the act, and his sounds made the pussy and tits of the princess explode.

“Oh, god…!!” The princess squeezed her legs even more tightly, bending down until she almost sat on the sand.

“F-fuck!!” Next to her, the cop had his pants down, jerking off his big cock for everyone to see.

The shaking on the bushes became faster. The screaming, louder. The grunting, deeper and manlier.

“Uuurh! Uuurh!! Uuuurrh!!”

The stallion grunted faster and faster as the voice of the woman dimmed, drowned out by her own orgasms and the splashing from her own cunt, and then, when the grunting of the muscled god reached the highest point of its crescendo… there was nothing.

Silence again.

And finally…

Gluuursh!

Gluursh!

Gluuursh!!

Gluuuursh!!

The princess covered her mouth. The depth and intensity of those sounds were impressive enough to pull her attention away from her own orgasms.

There were gallons of liquid flowing. Gallons of hot, heavy semen filling up the womb of that lucky woman.

“God! So! Much! Cum!!”

The princess heard the exasperated, ecstatic gasps of that woman, and then a final gasp giving way to tonnes and tonnes of spunk.

Gluursh!

Gloorsh!!

Gluuursh!!

Gloooorssh!!

The. Semen. Just. Kept. Flowing!

“Oh my god!”

For a whole minute, there was pumping.

“Uuurhm!! Ooorhm!! F-fuck!! Ggrrrrrmm!!”

For a whole minute, there was pumping and groaning.

The princess saw a big puddle of white liquid appeared from under the bush, then released dense, clear steam in the air.

The day was getting cold. The sun was about to set.

With a mighty roar, the stud held back his semen.

“Ggrrrrrrmmm-f-f-f-fuck!!!”

Virile sounds kept coming from those bushes, like heavy magma boiling and big, thick bubbles popping on a soup.

The stud managed to contain his orgasm and rise from behind the bush while the female cop, probably passed out, only occasionally made an audible gasp of mumble.

“So… much… seed…”

The stud took a moment to look at the woman before finally deciding to leave her.

“You. There.” He talked to the cop as he walked back to his petite woman.

His penis made an obscene tent on his shorts again—and this was not all. There was a big, wet spot growing on his shorts, and viscous white liquid formed at the bottom while his testicles throbbed and bulged more powerfully than ever.

The princess felt electric sparks fly off her eyes, and her big tits ejaculated more milk as the cop next to her barely managed to utter a response.

“You there,” the giant bull kept speaking. “Your woman will be extra horny when she wakes up. Clean up my mess and, if you can, make love to her.” He winked. “You two are beautiful and you deserve to make plenty of children.”

He leaned down to pat the cop on his big, muscular shoulders.

The cop looked at him with frozen, broken eyes, and he continued to jerk off his big cop while the stallion took the petite woman by her hand.

“Sorry for ruining your woman, though. I kinda needed a release.” Nonchalantly, the bull pulled the princess with him, leaving the cop behind, shaking and frozen as if part of his mind had been stolen for good. “You’ll need to clean her up good. Also, I guess, you’ll need to wait your turn to have children.”

He laughed, slapping himself on the forehead for not thinking such obvious things through.

“Ah, yeah, man, real sorry! I guess I really ruined her for you!” He laughed. “Look, you can always try again next time—but you must be careful. My is, like, really fucking strong, and it can keep impregnating a woman for years even without me laying a finger on her. Just, like… over and over, you know. Little traces of it here and there, stuck in her womb.” More laughter. “You gotta look real close and make sure not a drop of my spunk remains in her. I trust you will be thorough with this job, just like you’re thorough with this whole cop thing. I also trust you to raise my children well. As I said, your both handsome and all.” He waved at him one last time, walking away without a care in the world. “I wish you all the best. Don’t bother me again, though.”

And he walked away with his dame.