Chapter 10

"Forty-eight!" Screamed one of the girls, jubilantly. "Forty-eight monstrous inches!"

The penis ejaculated a bigger, fatter wad of precum as if to celebrate her—their—achievement in reaching the end of it!

Forty-eight inches of humongous god-cock that send us twenty bitches into a wild frenzy: "You're a god! You're a god!" And kisses and kisses and more kisses between the excited praises. "God! God! God! God!" Mwah! Mwah! Mwah! Mwah! "Bull, I can't get enough of how much of a god you are!" She embraced the penis. Her yoga-ball-sized breasts crushed it, but could only wrap themselves around half of his firth. "Fuck, my tits...!" She made them bounce, but the hardness of the penis seemed to freeze them in place, the excessive fluids gluing them to the virile, veiny tube. "God, I can't even jerk this beast off with my massive mammaries!"

The room was full of the delicious sounds of our bodies squirting, lactating, and the humongous penis oozing gallons of precum like a cosmic-sized faucet: Blursh! Blursh!! Bluursh!! Bloorsh...!!

And the sounds, of course, of our massive, colossal breasts, and equally massive, colossla asses jiggling, jumping, bouncing, wobbling: Bwoom-Bwoom-Boing-Bwoom-Woom-Woom...!!

The veins throbbed between our tits, which we had wrapped around (as much as we could) the monster dick, and every time they throbbed and pulsated, we felt their power radiating through our bodies. Our powerful physiques were shaken by the mere pulsation of those veins—which, to their credit, were as large as anacondas, as wide as subway tunnels.

"God! God! God-dick!" Mouths and tongues were crazy for the dick, slobbering on it, spitting on it, building puddles and trails of spit to be devoured back by the same hungry tongues. "God, I can't get enough of it! The taste of my spit...!" Spit! Spit! Splat! Splash! "God! Your sweat and testosterone makes my spit taste like nectar! Like... like... like sex soup!"

Twenty mighty pussies ejaculated like geysers on the ground, volcanic explosions that helped us cool just a bit of the intense, star-making heat of our wombs. "Fuck... fuck..." I myself was panting and swelling red with all those orgasms.

I wrapped my tender, supermodel arms around the colossus, and every inch of his veiny, titanium-hard mega womb-breaking behemoth made me orgasm harder than when Julius nailed me for a whole month long!

Julius. The third strongest man in the Universe!

We had made battle in the sheets for a month (of which I emerged victorious, obviously), and the strongest pleasure he and his four-feet-long erect penis made me experience was somewhat lesser than the orgasms, the climaxes, the thunderstorms of energy and electricity that the four feet of SOFT monster cock of that god gave me.

"Shit... shit... shit...!!" My brain was scrambled eggs—and I was blacking out! Passing out already! "Fuck fuck fuck damn...!" The temptation to "unleash" my muscles, to let out all my musculature again and try to dominate that penis was strong, but if I did it, fuck, I would be ceding victory to that bull already. "I'm merely worshiping your cock!" My tongue and my jaw hurt as I slurped aggressively on his big, bulbous member. "Yet already your cock is giving me pleasure... AAAH!!... comparable to the birth of a whole new universe!!!!"

The bull purred and grunted, fondling our golden hairs and our tits as he calmly, dominatingly enjoyed our worship of his dick. He was in no hurry, and in fact, he was pleased to let us "work him" for as long as possible, as every second we took without getting him hard, without eliciting a more vigorous reaction from his cock, was another second in which he proved his absolute superiority over us.

We were the Elites! The twenty hardest, strongest, most powerful women in the Known Universe! The mere sight of our faces got 99% of all males hard, ejaculating in their pants until their balls crumbled ans shriveled! The strongest men in the Universe fell to our touch in seconds! The absolute strongest of them survived with us only for a few hours! And yet...!!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!! Hung bastard!!"

... that beast, that animal, that monster, he was demanding the full-blown worship from our naked bodies, AND WE COULDN'T EVEN GET HIS BASTARD PENIS UP!!! We were growing deaf with the sound of our tongues licking his cock, our lips kissing and sucking it dry of our spit, and our breasts rubbing it and jerking it off, AND THE IDIOT DIDN'T GET ONE IOTA HARDER, HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!

"You bastard! You damn, damn bastard!!" In a way, it didn't really matter. He was so hot that our wombs were in paradise merely for being in his presence. "Touching you..." I uttered, forgetting that my body moved on its own, and that my free will was null and void, oh, when I touched him. "Is touching god. The power and energy of the whole cosmos... materialized and manifested into a single, humongous stud!"

I moved back to his balls, which I watched with awe and envy. "This... right here..." I cupped his testicles with my hands; one hand under each formidable nuts. "This is Power! This... is... Power!" I rolled my eyes and brought my face to his stinky, potent-smelling nuts. I smelled them. I rubbed my face on them. I furiously attacked them with kisses.

My breasts were hard and hot, spilling milk by the gallon, as I used them in tandem with my arms and mouth to worship and squeeze, stimulate and masturbate his humongous balls, and in this task I was joined by three other women, the four of us cooing and gasping at the enormity of him, the virity of his manhood.

"Can you believe the size of his nuts??" One gasped and giggled as she lavished one nut with very sticky, wet, gooey kisses. "God, these are factories! Factories of cum!"

Another woman rose to her knees and "twerked" on the balls, furiously rubbing her ass and pussy against the swollen monstrosity of one of his balls. "God, god, god!! I can feel your sperm reaching out to my pussy!" She ejaculated messily over all us, and we bathed in the gallons of her fluids, hot, hot, hot, hot!, hot juices clinging to our bodies, so thick they were! "Your sperm cells are so big and so potent! Oh, daddy....!!" She rolled our her tongue. Her eyes rolled up. Her face was staggered, and her expression was struck by total, utter submission. "Damn!! Damn!! DAMN!! DAMN!!!"

She was rocked by the strongest orgasms of her life, and after a minute of exploding, I mean, of ejaculating milk and pussy-juice so hard that she looked like her body was blowing up, she was out of commission, and she would remain so for many, many minutes, perhaps one hour... but damn if I or anyone was counting!

We kissed the god. We worshiped him. "Your balls are more powerful than gods. Bigger and fuller of energy than the whole universe." One kissed him adoringly, cradling his nuts with the tips of her finger like an antiquarium owner inspecting the finest, most expensive jewel. "God, you are so hard! You are so hard and splendid everywhere, but..." She placed her fingers on the orb and made them sink, pushing them slowly, tenderly, and the massive, shiny skin of the ball sank with it, diving into oceans of spunk. "Fuck. Your semen feels so furious in here! Like the soup of a primordial planet!" Kisses. Many kisses. "And your testicles are so soft and lively! We can touch them and masturbate them like this, oh, and they feel like nothing but happiness, pure happiness in our fingers."

I rolled my eyes out of cringe and continued to devour those nuts more savagely, like an animal. I gathered my monstrous breasts and shook them, made them jump and jiggled in complex patterns, giving the god a ball-worship none of those women, not even his MOTHER could ever mimic, but the god remained steady and cool, and I couldn't help but be both furious and in awe of his power. "Damn it, horse! I'd have drained the balls of millions of horses by now, but you... you...!!" I looked at those testicles with real wrath, but then again, their size and beauty mollified my soul and turned it to butter, and then commanded me to lavish it with the most precious kisses this side of the Known Cosmos. "You remain unconquerable! Show us more of your power, horse, and how superior you are!"

"Superior! So superior!" Another woman feasted on his ass and thighs, worshiping his legs like they were his cock, jerking them off with her tits until they were burning red and hurting. "God, so much muscle! You have so much muscle, my Aryan god! Your genes are absolute perfection!"

Another slapped and kissed his ass, and she was especially delighted for worshiping his buttocks in the most slavish manner possible: "You've got such a perfect butt!" She bit him and kisses him, and then she rolled up her eyes while rolling out her tongue and dragging it all around his perfectly shapely, equally hard bottom. "Fuck, how can your butt be so muscular, yet so round! Oh, god, god, god! Only our Brazilian-gened friends have butts like this, and yours is somehow bigger—while also all white!" She giggled, feeling naughtier: "White people are so superior, and it's no wonder that the most perfect male in existence would also be like us: a perfect Caucasian GOD!! Fitting to put that mixed, mongrel BITCH in her place!"

The place rumbled and boomed in the energy of our bodies and the rising power of defiance. We were turning against our goddess, who was genetically the opposite of us: the most perfect mixed-race goddess in the Universe, whereas our bodies were 100% White European, tracing our lineages unbroken to prehistoric Northern Europe... just like our god! Just like the the genes of our god, which themselves were Caucasian Perfection!

"The end-point of eugenics!" I muttered drunkenly while serving those bastards who held, quite literally, the most powerful genetic code in existence. "The most powerful being ever conceived!" I grasped for his monster cock while licking the middle of his giant testicles obsessively, my tongue going up and down along the crack where his two tumescent cum-makers met. "Please, god! Defeat our queen for our! You are so, so powerful....!"

We worshiped him like this for one hour... then two!

"Uuuurhm. Uuuuurrhm."

The bull crossed his arms at some point, and we all felt the shock waves from his mighty torso expanding and bulging: Boooom!! Booooom!! The crossing of his arms, each thicker than the thighs of a horse, sounded like the felling of one million trees. His immense pecs jumped out even more immense, and we felt as if the god had just added another spaceship worth of weight to his already tremendous and colossal muscles.

I looked up, dripping from spit and milk from his stinky balls, and saw the white boy even bulkier and more swole than ever, his physique morphing into that of shapeless hulk, a monster who no only barely resembled the human form. "Jesus...!" And he wasn't even trying to get swole! "You just crossed your arm, but you look like a... like a... blob!" I giggled. "A blob of flesh and muscles!"

The monster purred just a little louder: "Uuuuurhm-uuuuurh..." And I knew that he was pleased with my comments, just like we were pleased by his immense and outrageous form.

We knew we had worshiped his balls and penis for two hours when our bodies began to hurt. We started to feel somewhat unwell, as if we had exercised for too long without getting any "action" back. "Fuck, I hate to say it, but...!" I gritted my teeth before admitting defeat: "I need good dicking right now! If my womb doesn't get pummeled.....!!"

I didn't need to complete it, for the god immediately changed this up, conducting us like his own personal symphony: he moved away from our worshipful tongues, and with a strong, daddy grunt, he kept us in place, preventing us from seeking him out with our boobs and our lips. "God, look at his testicles! Look how they swing and dangle between his legs! God, they are so big and beautiful! Fuck, did you see that? How they swelled with semen!"

"I see the semen running through his tubes right now, like a million rivers of the thing!" One clapped. "God, daddy, more! Show us more of your virility!"

The bull was pleased by us, and she struck some poses with his tremendous body, drawing orgasm after orgasm from us while smiling with that big, goddamned perfect stud face. "Oh, daddy!! We can't get enough of your muscles!!"

Pecs bulged out like horses, each pec growing bigger than a tank, and I slobbered and dropped my jaw at the size of his abs as he made them dance and multiply, and the girth of his arms as he turned to either size and displayed every muscle, every outrageous vein of his body, knowing exactly what parts of him attracted us the most.

Yes. Yes! He knew exactly where our eyes turned to at every moment, almost like he could feel our gaze touching him like hands or fingers, and he generously bestowed us with what we coveted and lusted after so much, making his muscles expand and bulge into the perfect mass and the perfect shape.

Fuck me, god, he was like the Universe's hottest gigolo! He was performing for us, throwing us a show while we capped and squealed like seals: "Hunk! Hunk! Hunk! Hunk!" And his size never stopped dragging the air out of our lungs: fourteen feet and eight inches of colossal bull with a flaccid penis longer than most of our torsos!

"Jesus... you're bursting with muscles!"

The bull made his muscles as shredded and lean as we wanted them to be, and when we craved mass over definition, he made them bulge to ridiculous sizes, controlling his measurements as well as any human would control, say, the turning and curling of their fingers.

"Virile animal! You breeding machine!"

All the time, that giant penis bounced, it throbbed and dangled heavily from his hips, and we noticed that the horse had stopped pissing precum, almost like the generous, copious amounts of lube he had offered us were completely by his own volition. "Damn!!" Not even his precum belonged to us! Every bit of sexuality we got from him, he was the one who gave it. We were never the ones to take it! "Damn you! Damn you! Damn...!!"

The god showered us with precum whenever he wanted to, just like he showered us with the beauty of his body exactly as he intended to. "Uuuurhm. Uuuurhm. Uuuuuurhm. Uuuuuuurhm." His grunts sometimes got longer and shorter, louder or dimmer, but we never heard them as if the bull was somehow losing his control; we never felt his breath as if he, like us, was losing his cool.

"We can't beat this animal." My eyes shone with stars instead of their irises. "This is a primordial ****! He is Sex! He is Sex incarnate!"

The bull turned to me specially, and my body froze as if he had laced it with his blue eyes, hijacking my nerves and assuming control of my pussy.

He turned his right arm to me, and then he extracted gallon after gallon of squirt from my pussy with each careful pump, each measured flex of his might arm, showing me tricep, bicep, veins and arteries, shoulders bulging, shoulder blades rising, and his forearm growing and expanding like a leg, and GOD, I SCREAMED!

"AAAARRRH!! FUCK!!! AAAAARRRGHH!!!!"

... for he knew exactly that arms, right then, were my weak spot and he rewarded me exactly with what by body desired—and damn! Damn! Damn! Daaamn!! This reward was as good as the worst of curses!

When he was done toying with me, making me cum until my sight got dark and almost passed out, he turned to another woman, pointed at her pussy, and then... curled his finger.

"W-what the f-...?! What...?! Oh, WHAT???" We saw her face fall into doubt, shock, and then fury. "FUCK!! FUUUUCK!!"

We saw her pussy lips expand, bulge, and then contract, and then the most furious orgasm of her life rippled through on and on and on and…

Bluuursh!! Bluuuursh!! Bluuuuuuuurssshh!!!!

We saw the god curl his finger, and as he curled it, she squirted: Bluuuurssh!! Bluuuuursh!!

He curled it once. She exploded squirt all over him: Bluuuuurssh!!

He curled it again. Bluuuuuuursh!!

He curled it three times in quick succession: Bluursh-Bluursh-Bluuursh...!!

She was shaking and thrashing on the ground at this point, having screamed so loud that her throat had gone sore, and she could do nothing but squeal and whimper.

He kept pointing at her pussy with that massive, massive finger, and then he curled it again, three, no, four times, and she exploded, exploded, exploded, exploded…

Blursh! Blursh! Blursh! Blursh!!

He curled the finger just once, and he did it slowly, taking his time, and her ejaculation went on for as long as his finger was being curled—which was over a minute.

Bluuuuuuuuuuuuursssssh...... uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuursssshhh!!!

We saw her face go catatonic and her squeals, her muffled screams die out completely. She went hard and stiff, and her face was white and livid, like she'd seen a ghost, and we felt that he could KILL her like this, torturing her instead of pleasuring her.

"Uuuurhm. Uuuuurhm!"

The bull also realized this, and that's why he pulled his hand away and let her go.

In a second, we saw the woman go from stiff to limp, and her body collapsed like a boneless sack of flesh, tits exploding with milk and pussy gushing squirt, and she quivered and flailed on the hot pool of cum while nonetheless no longer being of this world.

She was gone. Comatose, she was. "B-Bel? Belle?" I called for her, but she was gone, gone, gone, gone.

She was rank number 8 among us, the tenth strongest woman in the Universe... and she was gone.

"Fuck." Others whispered, more seriously. "He didn't even touch her...!"

I hoped, I prayed that her coma didn't last long, but before I could worry any more about her, the god was done with his little shows, and now he grumbled and grunted as if he "meant business".

"Uuuuurhm!" He growled, and we felt something different about him; a rising **** and power in his chest, like he was forming his very first words. Oh, my! The very first time we'd hear him speak! "You good. You strong."

His voice was exactly how we imagined it would be: "GOD!! GOD!! GOD!!! GOD!!" We screamed, and three of us collapsed on the ground while hosing milk everywhere.

His voice was the manliest was the sexiest was the deepest was the hottest was the strongest voice in the Universe.

I shook and shivered and cried upon hearing it. "Dear god!" My teeth cracked a little, and I felt the crack rising into nerve, flooding my brain with pain. "Dear god... have mercy!" I gulped, and I couldn't stop squirting and lactating, and as the god turned to each of us, he touched and patted his penis slowly, almost as if waking it up, like we had passed some kind of test and proved ourselves "worthy" of his virility.

"You strong. You strong woman. Like mommy."

To hear the word "mommy" come from such a stud was... endearing.

"You want cum. I give cum." The bull flexed his muscles as he leaned down to grope one of his balls, and the sounds that came from his testicles were unlike any of the sounds we heard until them, even while we were worshiping those bastards with all our strength:

Glooom!! Gwoomble!! Wooomb!!

Jesus Christ, those sounds! How much damn sperm did he hold in those tankers?!!

"A planet is not enough. I feel like he can literally flood a solar system!"

The bull growled and had his eyes and lips twitch for a while as if he, too, suffered under the intense weight of his testicles, and the unbelievable pressure within! "Uuuuurhm. Uuuurhm-uuuurhm!!"

Pumping his mega-cock with the other hand, he approached one of us, closer to me, and pulled his behemoth cock up while remaining completely soft and flaccid.

"You want cum. I give cum."

The monster moved his penis over the woman. She couldn't believe her luck. Her face…

God. She looked like she was seeing god—and she was. "Y-yes, master!!!" She said, and she wanted to say and scream more, but she shut the fuck up, for we all sensed that the god wasn't too fond of words (unless they were explicit and very descriptive praise of his endowments).

"I give you cum. My cum hot. My cum strong." His testicles curled and rose between his legs as he said this, making the cum churn harder and faster within. Gluursh!! Gluursh!! "My cum give you tummies big and strong with babies. I like babies. Yes, I like babies." He warmed our hearts when he said this, enough for us to collectively coo:

"Aaaaaaww...!"

And then he fondled his penis more harshly and a little faster, making the veins bulge along the path of his hand. "Have my babies." He said, and then he opened the tap of the giant, cosmic faucet that was his penis.

Bluuursh!! Bluuuuurssh!!

The god pumped exactly as much cum as he wanted to, and it wasn't really a "pump" as it was... a drool. A sweet release.

Bloooorsh!! Sploooorsh!!

We dropped our jaws as we saw the monster consciously control his testicles, making them jump a few inches while swelling the base of his penis, and all the tubes along his balls thickened and fattened as the truckloads of jizz traveled through.

Pump. Pump. Pump…

The length of the virile cock became thicker and thicker and thicker, inch after inch growing wider and fatter as the train of sperm passed lazily and hotly along its urethra, and then, after a few seconds, we watched the colossal pisshole grow bigger than the head of a cow, and through it came the first of three gigantic volleys of the thickest, stinkiest sperm we had ever laid eyes on!

Spluuuuuurssh!! Blooooooorssh!! Spluuuuuuuuurssh!!

The god ejaculated three times and not once more.

By the time he was done, the woman was on the ground, half of her body covered in sperm.

"God... god... god....!!" She quivered and wailed. We heard her cries very muffled, very dim underneath the unbelievable layer of spunk.

The god left everything under her hips—including her pussy—untouched by his freshest sperm, and so her explosive squirts rained down on us all as she thrashed and cried with her strongest, most mind-melting orgasms yet... but this seemed to displease the god a little.

"Shut up, whore. Eat sperm." He commanded, and at once, as quick as a lightning bolt, she snapped out of her orgasms and obeyed him:

"Yes, daddy! Yes! Yes!"

And we watched her move under the spunk, raising it on her breasts before spreading it all over her body. She was already completely covered with semen, but she bathed on it regardless, spreading the thick goo under her armpits and along her neck, and her muscles (she was one of the muscular one) were soaked in their cracks by the potent soup.

"Jesus... this semen...!!"

We were watching that woman bathe under more sperm than hundreds of bulls could produce in a year, and after rubbing enough of her body in it, avoiding only her pussy, she proceeded to eat it and chew it as commanded, and the room was thick with the sound of her slow and sensuous gulping: Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Glunk...!!

We lick our lips, and the god walked among us, mighty and imposing, his penis flopping around like the breeding deity that it was, and then he commanded: "Eat her."

And a dozen of us threw ourselves at that body, eating all we could from his spunk while still, however, not breeding ourselves with it.

We felt it would be heresy to fecundate ourselves without the god's explicit command.

Thankfully, he was horny (and graceful) enough to want to see us pregnant already: "Breed. Make me babies."

As soon as he uttered it, one thousand fingers were dipped into one million gallons of cum, then stuck as deep as possible into one thousand hungry, hungry pussies.

"THANK YOU, GOD!! OH, THANK...!! THANK...!! THANK YOOOOOU....!!!"

The orgasms that followed were indescribable.

As the world seemed to end around me, I grabbed a bit of that potent, freshest cum of my friends body and beheld it on my palm.

Thick. Hot. Sticky like the strongest glue in the universe.

I brought it up to my nose. I smelled it. Orgasms rippled through. "F-f-f-fuuck!!" I rolled my eyes. I shook, I shook, I shook... "Ooooh, FUCK!!!"

The semen of a god. It smelled just like it.

I was smelling the sperm of Shiva and Allah. If Jesus Christ was a swole, bodybuilding hunk with the biggest dick known in the pantheon, this is how His cum would smell like.

Thick. Hot. Potent. Breeding!

Before I knew it, my hands was near my pussy. "Oh!" It was only the profuse, strong squirting of my cunt that prevented me from sticking my hand as far up my twat as it could go.

My squirting—and my god's voice!

"No." He told me, and I CRIED when I noticed he was addressing me, and ME especially! "You get cum from cock."

I died.

I couldn't believe my luck, so... I died.

I passed out for a few minutes after the god spoke to me.

He didn't mind it. He was very used to it at this point.

"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU GOD FUCK THANK YOU!!!!!"

Whatever bit of pride or honor I once held, I had ejaculated it all away during these minutes of coma-inducing, nerve-wrecking orgasm.

Minutes passed. I calmed down.

And his dick went up.

Brrrrrrmmm!! Brrrrrrrmmm!! Brrrrrrrmmm!!!

Like in a dream, I saw his dick grow.

The god stood before me, arms spread out in an angle, pecs bulging like they had layers of pecs and pecs and then more pecs underneath, and then he cracked a little smirk at me, a goddamned cocky grin before he judged me worthy of his penis and finally, FINALLY made it erect!

Brrrrrrrmmm!! Brrrrrrrrmmm!! Brrrrrrrrrrmmm!!!!

Such were the sounds the dick made as the god consciously willed it into a full erection.

Brrrrrrmmm!! Brrrrrrrmm!! Brrrrrrrrmmmmmm!!!

The world shook. My womb died.

The dick boomed and bulged and bloomed.

It grew so big that it reached the ceiling, broke through it, and then it went past the stars, and then it kept growing and growing and growing until it reached the next chapter, which is where I will continue this tale.