Chapter 3

Jason saw the bustiest woman in the world covered in his spunk, and his blood boiled.

The stud found it hard to keep his cool and not throw himself at Janet's stupendous, mega-busty physique as she panted and writhed, so innocent, so captive for him right there, in front of him, beaten and defeated on the ground.

The 24yo stallion had just ejaculated a gallon of seed. His balls were quickly recharging.

Glurb! Glurb! Glursh!

The steed had to grit his teeth and crack his neck as the energy sprawled from his balls, creating waves of heat over his powerful, glorious muscles.

His abs rippled, almost too many too count, large as bricks, harder than steel.

His biceps bulged bigger than most men's thighs.

His pecs widened and protruded as if the stallion had a bull growing in his chest.

His thighs thundered and expanded, and one million fiber of ultra-thick muscles shivered as similarly thick veins sprawled along his legs, throbbing and pulsating, and aiding in the hardening of his incredible mega-dick.

The glorious cock of the 24yo god only got half-flaccid, semi-hard after spewing ferocious volumes of ultra-hot seed for five nearly unbroken minutes, and now, mere seconds after he had dumped four liters of spunk on that woman, the dick rose and rose and rose, and soon, the stallion felt it knob rubbing against his pecs—his ultra-large pecs which fondled the cock like two hands or a pair of juicy thighs stroking him.

"Fuuck!" The stallion licked his thick and red lips. "You whooore!"

He grabbed his balls with one hand. He felt their weight and superhuman size. The semen was being dumped in them by the gallons. He felt his cells, his vesicles, producing enormous amounts of it. A factory of sperm, he was, and he was about to push his production into high gear to fertilize and conquer that haughty sugar momma.

"You... are... a god!" Janet, for her part, rubbed his seed all over her wonderful form, almost crushing her head under the mass of her own breasts, and sliding her buttocks on the ground to collect more of the semen that formed a big puddle around her hips. "You nut like several horses!"

The young stallion couldn't take any more of her sexy voice, her shining skin, and her breasts, the biggest breasts in the universe, and her ass and ample hips covered with his thick and boiling seed.

The woman had her pussy spread out for him. Even though she was almost 100 years old, her pussy was the pinkest, wettest, tightest the young stud had ever seen.

"Fuck, woman! You have a pussy like a 18-year-old!" The young and potent steed licked his lips again, making the ground shake as he approached that woman, using every ounce of his willpower not to crush her and tear her apart with the strength of his one billion muscles.

The young, hot god laid on her and squeezed her hard. Janet gasped upon feeling all his muscles and his hard physique squeezing her breasts and drawing even more milk from them. Their bodies slimed with his delicious good.

"Jason! You are so powerful!" She rubbed her gushy pussy incessantly on his hard and veiny dick. "Feed me your horse cock and fuck me like a herd of bulls!"

The young stud kissed her and introduced his womb-wrecked in her pussy. From them on, it was madness.

The ground shook. The couple moaned. Janet went wild with the vigorous pounding the young, hot stud have her. Her words were a garbled mess. Twenty-four inches of ultra-hard stallion cock went in and out her ever-tightening hole, and after only a few thrusts, the stud felt like he had broken a dam inside that woman, for she gushed like a fire hose.

His muscles bulged and flexed like a masterpiece. The young god was at the very apex of the human physical condition, and this time, he swore, he would show that woman no quarter, using every bit of his stupendous, genetically primed stallion physique to draw orgasm after orgasm out of her, and fuck her pussy to the bring of annihilation.

Two feet of cock ruined that pussy until the god almost felt pity for her. Despite Janet's screams, he didn't relent. He knew the young cougar could play him like a fiddle, and that her screams of submissiveness were nothing but another ploy to get him horny and make him nut as early as possible.

Grabbing Janet's silvery hair with one hand and locking her waist with his enormous, muscular arm, the god pistoned his prick like a machine in out of her pussy at a blistering speed, one thrust every second, and the room shook and the semen flew all around them with the power of his thrusts.

Jason kept his prey in place with the mass of his body and strength of his limbs. His hips, meanwhile, became a machine: BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM...!!, they boomed repeatedly, and twenty-four inches of white dick dripping with cougar cum moved back and forth from her squirming, exploding pussy.

"God!! God!! Jason!! You're ruining me!!"

The god devoured her face, her mouth, her lips, her tongue, and ate her breasts as he thrust in her. The bulge of his prick pushed against his solid abs. Janet was so thin, and his prick was so fat, that every time he thrust that monster in her, it was possible to see the dick from outside, bulging with every vein through the thin layer of her skin.

Jason used his women like condoms. Only Janet, however, was a condom large enough to accommodate his equine size.

The young god gulped loudly as her breasts exploded milk into his throat almost as hard as her pussy sprayed his abs, his balls, and his hips with squirt.

The god felt the veil of her pussy wrapping itself around his knob and squeezing his cock real time every time he bottomed on her.

It wasn't enough. Only a few inches of his dick were necessary to pass through the woman's cervix and fill up the entirety of her warm, fertile woman.

"Whore! How does it feel having your guts rearranged by a GOD??" He grunted, and the biggest smile of his life was on his face as he, with every powerful thrust, sent her womb flying into her rib cage, displacing her stomachs, her lungs, her heart, and all the guts and innards along the way.

BLAM! BLAM! BOOM! BLAM...!!

The god began to felt dizzy. This was only the beginning of his power. "Prepare yourself, whore, 'cause tonight...!" His thrusts became faster. "I'm going all-out on you!!"

Janet was strong enough to draw blood from his back as she climaxed, orgasmed, and purred in his ear: "I want nothing less, stud! Fuck my womb into total submission!!"

Things were flying off the shelves, and sofas, chairs were moving around the room as the god fucked her harder and faster.

"Yes!! Jason!! Fuck!! You're so big!!" Janet was often caught off guard by the strength of her squirting, powerful enough to make her black out and pass out for several seconds at a time. "Eeee!!" She mewled and squealed very adorably, and in these moments, her young stud went harder on the offensive.

The young god felt his heartbeat rising and his skin starting to burn. He thrust in that woman almost two times per second, and the cum was getting harder to hold back in his balls; his testicles so large that they were being dragged back and forth on the ground no matter how high he raised his hips.

"Damn... woman...!!"

The god assaulted all of her sexual nerves, not only her pussy ones. With his muscles, he performed a sexy dance that lit up all the nerves on her torso, especially around her breasts, which he ate and suckled on while also stimulating with his hands and his pecs.

Janet wasn't given a second to breathe or rest as the god alternated between sucking her breasts, licking her neck, and kissing her mouth while plowing her like an animal, a demigod, incessantly, unrelenting.

"God... god...!!" Janet could not believe her luck! Her face was like that of someone who met GOD! "You're too strong! You're superhuman!" She shivered and cried and acted like a madwoman as if the orgasms became two times stronger with every thrust the god gave her, to the point the energy he was unleashing in her was superior to the entire energy of the Universe in only a few minutes. "Fuck... god... you're too powerful! God, you're so strong!!"

The stud squeezed her hard and went for the kill. Ten minutes had passed, and his balls were burning!

Truly, Jason's balls were aching red and literally steaming as he graduated from two to three thrusts a second, absolutely ruining that woman while pushing their own bodies on the ground as the entire room shook and was destroyed.

Jason felt cracks growing on the floor behind her back. The stud checked on her from time to time, fearing that he was actually too powerful for her.

Janet, however, was all orgasms and screams: "More!! More!! Fuck, god, give me more of this horse cock! You fuck me so good, Jason! You're such a god! Such a god! GOD, it's good being fucked by a real man, for once!"

Jesus Christ, what the fuck was that woman??

"B-bitch...!"

The stallion roared, and his body burned much redder, much hotter, almost glowing incandescent as he plowed that pussy four, almost five times per second. His balls made cracks on the ground as they crashed repeatedly, incessantly against it, and the momentum from Jason's thrusts was so great that it dragged them both towards a wall, which Jason slowly scaled with Janet’s body, standing on his two feet while plowing Janet upright in his arms, her back against the cracking wall, her pussy unloading squirt like a rocket taking off.

"Uuurrhm!! Rooooaaarr!!"

The stallion was scared both by his own power and by Janet's unnatural resilience. He closed his eyes and left his body on auto-pilot. The god saw everything turning black as his dick became supersonic, and every thrust drilled a gallon of juices from Janet's womb.

"GOD!! GOD!! FUCK!! SO POWERFUL!! YOU'RE A GOD!! YOU'RE SUCH A GOD, MY BEAUTIFUL BOY!!!"

Cracks grew on the wall behind Janet. The stallion gasped and panted, but he did not relent. He wouldn't slow down until he had bust every gallon of his nut inside her scorching womb, and dear god, he felt her fertility burning in her uterus like a pool of acid, like he was dunking the tip of his cock repeatedly into a bowl of magma!

"Ooorrhhh!! Rooooaaarrr!!!"

Pieces of the wall and the ceiling began to fall around them. The god felt some of the debris hitting his shoulders. After raising his speed to a debilitating tempo, the god felt three lightning bolts cut through his body, Boom!! Boom!! BOOM!!, and after three mighty, god-like thrusts, he pushed Janet's body into the wall…

CRUSH!!!

... which crumbled under the might of his muscles and the sheer, raw strength of his ejaculation. "Oooorrh!! ROOOOAAAARRRR!!"

The god sank his dick balls deep into his woman, and in that moment... he exploded.

Gluuuursh!! Gluuuuuuuuuuurssshh....!!!

His balls fattened up, moving lower than his knees, then shrank and exploded upward as they sent the first, heavy wide inside Janet.

"Uuuuurrhmm!! Uuuuuurrhm!!!"

The god felt his legs go numb as the orgasm rippled through his penis like a blade. God, he felt like he was pissing fire! It was so painful... but so good!

"Take...! All my spunk...!! Whore!!"

The stallion didn't think much as he ejaculated stronger than a barnyard of prized breeding bulls inside Janet's womb, which was overfilled as soon as his first load hit it, and then it grew and grew and grew until the semen had nowhere else to go but out, back from whence it came.

The god felt the delicious sensations of his own cum running backward against the veiny surface of his own penis inside that woman, squeezed by the iron-hot walls of her pussy…

"Fuuuck!! Shit's so good...!!"

... and he thrust his penis erratically, almost uncontrollably in her while cumming, spraying his own balls with his semen, and just dumping gallon after gallon inside of her as the sound of his semen splashing on the ground, between his feet, drove him to an even stronger orgasm and a much harder, deadlier hug on her body.

"You're nutting... so much, my boy!!" Janet managed to whisper sexily, even calmly in his ears as the young kid was lost to the potency of his all balls.

Semen was sprayed out of her pussy in a sloppy, bubbly mess. Steam rose from the puddle that grew quickly around his feet.

Behind Janet's sexy back, the wall crumbled further, and the vixen goddess felt the cold metal of her apartment's plumbing in between the walls, with the stallion pushing her deeper into the hollow space between walls with every thrust from his over-the-top orgasm.

Her belly swelled with his excess of sperm, his liters and gallons of virile, young sperm, and the goddess screamed, rolled her eyes, and enjoyed equally strong orgasms by feeling so much power, so much virility blessing her womb.

"Your sperm if so powerful, stud! It's **** my eggs!" Big cartoon hearts throbbed in her eyes as she felt dozens of her eggs being fertilized by that all-conquering stud semen. "God, you are so potent! I just birthed so many of your children, Jason—four potent, beautiful kids—yet you already give me more! You nut even more powerful offspring into my willing womb!"

"Uuuuurrhm!! S-s-shut up... whooooore...!!"

Janet giggled at the young boy's horniness. The semen was being sprayed with loud spurts and several thick jets from her pussy. Her stomach wobbled and her womb boomed like she had a tank of water (or even heavier fluids, like nectar) shaking over her hips. If she didn't grow any fatter, it was because the stud was crushing her with all those muscles.

"Hmm, so hung! So potent!" She dragged her nails along his sculptural physique, losing count of the muscles on his back, all bulging and rippling with the shock waves from his potent orgasms. "God, you cum so much!" The semen splashed, splashed, splashed... "Five minutes and you're still nutting!"

Eventually, the god failed. "Uuuuurrrrhmm!!!" Jason raised his head and cried, and in this moment, he felt as if his muscles had grown ten times bigger. "Roooooooaaarrrrrr!!!!"

His balls spewed the final volley of spunk. It was a miracle that the god didn't fall, and instead, he stayed there, shivering and quivering with Janet in his arms, feeling the last throbs of his penis as his load slid out of her pussy.

Blurb... Blurb... Blursh…

When the god looked around, his sight only slowly getting sharper, he noticed he had ejaculated over five gallons of spunk in Janet.

"My stud...!" The woman, for her part, was sweaty and panting. Her skin was a little pink, a little rash, but overall, she looked good as new.

The stallion, in contrast, was red like hot iron, and his body steamed like it was a piece of steel out of the furnace. "Fuuuck...!! Uuuurhm...!!"

Janet moved on and kissed him. Her arms felt tender around his solid back.

The stud felt very conflicted by that gesture. He felt her strength and her neediness; he hadn't done anything to her, and all that pounding, all that fucking was but a flicker, a scratch on her pussy's itch, but also…

"You are the biggest, strongest man in the world!"

Yeah. He felt his as well.

Janet had this trait wherein she made any man who fucked her feel like the strongest, most virile beast in existence—even when this was clearly not the case, and even when she was easily stronger and more powerful than any man she met.

"You bitch...!" The young stud felt the throbs of his heart, and they were infused with fear. "Fuck! Uuurhm!"

His penis became a little softer after his heroic ejaculation, but now, it throbbed more virile and fuller of veins, and the god kissed the woman back as if he wanted to teach her tongue the same lesson he tried teaching her pussy.

Janet cooed and gasped as she felt the penis hardening and fattening in her pussy, and the amount of veins in it was insane, enough to strike her with many orgasms with their throbbing alone.

The couple breathed harder, faster, and hotter on each other's faces, and before Janet had the change to tease the young buck any further, he rolled her around his prick, pinned her on the ground, tits against the floor, and pounded her pussy supersonically from behind, eating her doggy-style—or, in his case, bull-style.

BLAM-BLAM-BLAM-BLAM-BLAM-BLAM......!!!!

As the stud cracked the ground under Janet and pushed her torso deeper into the floor, her cellphone vibrated somewhere else in her penthouse, but its calls went unheard, its messages unread.

* * * * *

Giancarlo Giorno found it strange that Janet Van Beckham, that super-busty, ultra-horny 98yo, didn't answer his messages that day. "Bitch. Must be fucking someone," he deduced (correctly), putting the phone down after a sigh and shrug, and going back to the bench in his gym.

The young stud laid on the bench press and resumed pushing the 1,600 pounds of weight on the bar. His sport shirt was stretched to the brink with every curl of his muscles and every swell of his abs. At twenty years of age, the bronze-skinned god could become the richest bodybuilding stud in history if he chose to, but he preferred to keep a low-profile and, instead, fuck his harems of fertile bitches in peace and quiet, content with all the money (and squirt) they showered him with, and all the big and strong babies he gave them by showering their wombs with his hot, creamy nut.

His phones vibrated incessantly with their missed calls, and sometimes he found it easier to just put them on airplane mode so he could focus on his exercise—which he needed today more than ever.

"Sorry, girls. There's gonna be only one pussy in my dick today!"

As the god bench-pressed almost two tonnes of iron for another hour, he thought about Janet's promise to him: "It's my birthday, stud, and I'm saving all my strength just for your dick."

The bull felt a quiver of fear in his heart as he pushed his body to the breaking point—or tried to. Even after two days of continuous exercise, lots of sleep, and NO fucking, the god couldn't really feel anything in his muscles. If anything, the lack of sex had only made him stronger, tougher, and more powerful.

His testicles hung almost as low as the ground as he laid there, in that bench, pulling weights until he felt tired... but the exhaustion never came. "Uuurh-aaargh!" After another hour of pumping without breaking sweat, the god called it quits and decided to head straight to Janet's building. "Enough of this. I'm powerful enough to take down this woman!"

As he rose from the bench, the god felt dizzy, disoriented by his towering height, rising so tall that he almost banged his head on the ceiling in many places. "Uurhm. Fuck. I'm swole!"

The god admired himself on the mirror. His golden, Mediterranean skin contrasted beautifully with his long, brown made, and his light-brown eyes. His face was chiseled by the Greek Gods. Aphrodite herself would have passed out with orgasms after just a glimpse of his Olympian visage.

He was more handsome than the Greek or Roman gods, and he was easily stronger and more virile. Against his tight shirt bulged muscles more plentiful than those in the body of a bull or a horse. His arms were twice as thick as the legs of other bodybuilders. His abs were a brick house, no, a brick fortress: twelve rippling, hardening muscles each as massive as any other man's biceps.

His legs roared like thunder with every flex. Between them, his soft cock lay like a dormant anaconda, awkwardly curled in his custom-sized boxers, painfully squeezed against two giant testicles that would have felt more appropriate on an elephant than on a young stud like him.

"That's right." The stud flashed a shiny grin with his big, perfect teeth on the mirror. "You are god."

Turning around, he went out to meet his woman.

At the age of 20, measuring 6'10'' (six feet and ten inches) tall, and weighting almost one thousand pounds of muscles (at <5% body fat) plus 300-400 pounds worth of testicle meat and semen, Giancarlo didn't even bother pretending to behave like a regular human being or adjusting to society. He was a breeding god in the flesh and he knew it. Everyone knew it.

Everyone knew it and treated him accordingly, with the young god never needing to lift a finger to have his every wish and whim satisfied by an army of subservient beta males and craving supermodel bombshells.

With his ability to fill up buckets of jizz in a single nut, 100 grams of his semen selling for over $1,200,000, the sun-kissed stallion needed to fear no one and feel insecure about nothing... except for one thing. "That woman...!"

One woman. One witch.

Ever since Janet Van Beckham seduced at an indecent age, the stud found himself ever more obsessed with that impossible woman. "One hundred years old... and still the tightest, firmest piece of ass I ever stuck my meat into!"

Even just thinking about the impossibly busty PAWG got his dick throbbing and twitching in a way no other woman—or harem of women—ever managed to.

Janet wasn't just the hottest, tightest, wettest, sexiest lay of his life. She was also the only woman to have drained his ball to their very last drop!

The god had to be careful not to think about the way she sucked him or how tightly her pussy squeezed his penis and almost claimed his semen from the depths of his balls, otherwise he'd spontaneously nut in his pants, something that he only ever did when he first discovered his sexual prowess at the tender age of…

"I wonder what she meant by that," the stallion mused, remembering her other words as he drove to her building:

"Bring everything you've got stud, 'cause today mommy's not gonna be playing with your dick anymore."

Again, his heart quivered in fear.

She had been playing with him all that time? All that fucking?? "Nah. Woman just wants to get in my head." Still, his heart didn't stop wavering. "No one can fuck any harder than that. There's a physical limit to everything, and even for that busty whore, the limit has been reached!"

As he parked in the underground lot of her building, Giancarlo felt something strange in the air. The scent of his woman, yes, but also... another strange and novel smell. "Male. An Alpha male." His penis twitched angrily. Who the fuck was bold enough to fuck his woman in their special day? "I thought she said we'd be alone today."

Another lie. Just like so many of her other provocations. "Mmph. Don't matter." He left the car. "She can bring an army with her and it will make no difference." After he slammed the car door behind him, the stud almost cracked the ground under his feet with his heavy, thundering steps so full of anger and purpose. "I will fuck any male who stands in my way. I will fuck them, breed them with my seed, and then finally, after so damn long, I will breed that old hag's womb with my superior cream! For I, and I alone, am GOD!"

Thus he walked to her penthouse, and thus, soon enough, he was proven woefully, woefully wrong!