Sarkopheros Says:
We're kicking off a new Brod miniseries today! I won't tell you exactly what it's about, but it will involve Brod getting larger. That will be one of the core focuses of Elasticity.
This first chapter is femdom-heavy. Expect hyper dicks and balls, cum inflation, condom filling, precum harvesting, female sweat/musk, female muscle, and of course femdom.
***
Dr. Ghali sat across from me. Her massive tits hovered over the table, and were so large that I was confused as to how she could see her food. I was looking into a deep abyss—the brown depths of her incredible cleavage.
Of course, I was hardly one to talk. I couldn't even see my feet past my own giant nuts. And my package took up a huge amount of space under the table. So much that Nahid's leg's kept brushing up against the heavy spheres. Clop. The sound of a shoe falling. A stocking-clad foot on my left nut. I growled. "Nahid, are we not trying to have a serious conversation?"
"I'm always serious, Brod! You should know that by now," she purred, her other foot rubbing my ball. "And we're out in public. With children. You can't leap across the table and fuck my brains out!" she laughed. "There would be jizz everywhere!"
A woman a couple of tables away covered her child's ears and shot Nahid a laser-eyed look.
"Nahid, can you keep your voice down, please?" I asked. Fortunately, when you have a libido like mine and huge sensitive nuts that constantly bump into things, you learn to ignore stimulation rather effectively. Still, a pair of feet on my nuts was one of my favorite things, and Nahid knew it. It was very hard to ignore.
Nahid rolled her big, dark eyes. "Oh, please, they're going to learn it some day! I'm an actual doctor, if anyone should be teaching kids about sex, it's me!" she insisted. Her earrings swung as she spoke. "White people are so stuffy about genitals, and—"
I interrupted. "Nahid, the experiment."
"Yes, yes. It's really remarkable that I didn't think of this earlier. It should be quite brilliant, if I say so myself," Nahid smiled at me. "Brod, how much do you know about the birth process?"
I shrugged my broad shoulders. "Uh, well, I've never delivered a child. I only put them in women." I picked up one of the tostones and bit into it. Crunch.
"Irony! Well, during pregnancy, there's a whole cocktail of hormones in play. Among them is one called relaxin, and there's some other proteins involved, like elastin. Elastin-type proteins help make the tissues more elastic—which is obvious from the name—and relax the pubic symphysis during childbirth." Nahid gestured with her hands, making a sort of pelvis shape with her fingers and spreading it. "In short, it loosens you up for popping a baby out. There's other hormones and things involved, but that's the short version."
I nodded. "Okay, that makes sense. But what is it you want to do?"
"Well, Brod, I have been doing extensive work on these hormones. From studying your precum, I discovered that you actually produce an inordinate amount of them. I think that I can take advantage of your natural abilities and enhance them so that your precum loosens women up so much you can bury all twenty-eight inches of that big, fat baby-maker into a lady."
The woman nearby sighed and got up. She moved with her children to another table.
"See? Look how stuck-up they are about human biology," said Nahid, gesturing at them dismissively.
I put my meaty hand on hers. She had such nice, smooth, slender fingers. And a perfect manicure. "Nahid, it's time to use your indoor voice."
"Please, Brod, you walk around with your cock a-flopping all about in the breeze!"
"I don't choose to do that, and you know that, Nahid! Get back on track. How would you do that?"
Nahid nodded. "Well, I'd reach up your ass and inject stuff into your prostate."
I stared at her. "What?"
She laughed. "Your face! No, I figured out a better way. I'll still have to inject stuff and have you take some other stuff. It would involve repeated treatments. But first I want to synthesize some of this enhanced precum to make sure my math is correct."
I shook my head. So I'd be able to bury my entire cock into any woman? "If you can really do this, Nahid. Man, that'd be a game-changer." I leaned back and looked around the restaurant, eyeballing the ladies. I actually knew a couple of them and traded a few smiles. I looked at Nahid. "The whole thing," I repeated.
"I can't believe I took the whole thing! That should be a commercial when we're done!" laughed Nahid.
"How would you do that, anyway?" I asked, taking a bite of my sandwich.
Nahid nodded. "Well, in layman's terms, I'll need some precum from you and I'll mix things into it. We're also going to need to experiment on some test subjects. Give me a couple days to gather some volunteers—shouldn't be hard—and I'll let you know. You'll enjoy the experiments, I promise."
***
If you've read some of my other stories, you may have noticed that except for a seven-foot-plus bronze she-hulk that thinks she's my mommy, I've never gotten my entire cock into someone. I'm usually left with two or three hand-widths of cock unburied in a pussy. So much that it's normal for me to get a handjob from one girl while fucking another. Being able to sink my entire cock into a woman? That was an incredible promise! I've fucked entire sororities without using more than half my cock!
So it was that I ended up driving to the UTB campus and meeting Nahid in one of the classroom buildings. She was in an anteroom and jiggled to her feet when I came in. Yara, Thalita, and Valeska were there, too. I was surprised to see them.
It must have showed, because Yara said, "I'm helping out with the experiment. We're going to need some muscle." She came up to me and smiled. Yara was dark-skinned with jet black hair. She was nice and toned, and she had a duffel bag. I usually tell people she looks like Korra but with brown eyes.
Thalita is the seven-foot-plus bronze she-hulk I mentioned. "Mmmh. Today, my handsome Broddy starts doing science! You're going to do so good. And all those little girls will be so happy if this works." I'm still not sure why she does that whole mommy thing to me. I just let her do it.
Valeska rolled her eyes. "That way, everyone can be as loose of a slut as you." She was nearly as big as Thalita, except she was fair-skinned, blonde, braided, and freckled. With those muscles, she was the image of a valkyrie or a female Viking. "And if this stretchy shit works on your fat Brazilian ass sperm-cavern, then you'll become a fucking meat-blimp." Hearing Valeska string together such bizarre curses with her sing-song accent is always a treat.
"You say that as if you haven't ridden his cock yourself," said Yara.
Valeska shook her head. "I didn't take the whole thing, though! I thought only the livestocks could do that!"
At the time, I didn't question why the lady-muscle was there. I was just happy they were there. Something about powerful women stokes my already-strong breeding instinct. Which, in retrospect, probably played into Dr. Ghali's plans.
"So how will this work?" I asked her.
Nahid curled her finger and lead me inside. A couple steps lead down to a large white, tiled room with a bunch of chaises around the periphery. Looked like about fifty of them. It was well-lit with drains in the floor. I wasn't entirely sure what this area was supposed to be. Then again, considering we were in one of the university's science buildings, did I want to know? "Where'd you get this many chaises?"
"The same place as the breeding runs. Rentals. Come, sit." Nahid brought me to a desk overlooking the entire area. She sat at it and opened her laptop. I sat at a chair looking over her shoulder. And then Thalita started to straighten my hair. Her hands looked right on her frame, but her frame was huge, and so were her hands.
"How do you even see the keyboard?" asked Valeska.
"I touch-type and my fingers are able to press just one key at a time. Don't you have a giant to kill?" asked Nahid. "Now, Brod. The first thing we're going to do is get some precum from you. Then I'm going to try to see if I can make a cunt-stretching solution with it. We have a hundred female volunteers for the experiment. First, you're going to fuck all of them, and we're going to measure how much cock and cum each one can hold."
"Ooh! Won't that be fun? You're gonna get a workout, Broddy," cooed Thalita, putting her hands on my shoulders and her tits on my head.
Nahid looked over her shoulder at Thalita. "Why do you keep doing that?"
"Doing what?"
"Treating him like he's five! That is so distracting."
"I'm not treating him like he's five. This is how I show affection. He likes it!" insisted Thalita, looking down at me. "Don't you, Brod?"
Uh.... "I'll never complain about being touched by you or these girl-guns," I said, looking up at Thalita. She smiled. I looked back at the busty doctor. "Nahid, do you really think I can force Thalita to do anything she doesn't want to?"
"That's true, she could pop your head like Oberyn Martell," chuckled Nahid.
"Well, she does enjoy mountain me," I said.
Valeska snorted and laughed raucously.
Thalita seemed confused. "What?"
Valeska looked at me. "Have you seen the latest episode, Brod? The one where—"
I cut her off before she could spoil anything. "I haven't seen anything past the first four seasons."
"Ah. Besides, Nahid, Brod's a fat little Asian fuck-slave-slut-boy who likes it when we use his face as a chair for our sweaty glutes. He's fucking nasty, smelling our sweaty cunts after we work out. He likes it when we force him to do stuff," explained Valeska.
Yara sighed. "Can we concentrate, please?"
"Yes. Anyway, after we measure what the girls can take, we're going to treat the experimental group with the loosening solution. Then you're going to fuck the control group, then the experimental group, in that order, so as not to transfer any of the solution to the control-cunts," said Nahid. "Control-cunts!" she repeated. She and Valeska began giggling. Yara looked at me and shrugged.
Nahid continued. "We're going to measure what they can take after the treatment. And if it's successful, I'm going to start the treatment regimen to get you producing the same solution."
I shook my head. "How do you know what I produce will be the same as what you mix in the lab? That doesn't make sense. You're going to make a precum-hormone slushy and somehow get my balls to make it? I don't see how that's—"
"I'm the expert here," interrupted Nahid. "You are right, though. It won't be identical. But very similar! Trust me, I can do this, Brod. You didn't think I could make a safe contraceptive supplement regimen, either!"
I nodded in concession. "Okay, it's definitely worth a try...." Then I remembered. "But you know, I'd be more inclined to trust you if you didn't release my sperm into the ocean and get 150 Japanese women knocked up."
Nahid waggled her finger at me. "Don't be silly! Only 105 of those women were Japanese!"
I shook my head. "That's not the— So what are possible side effects?"
"I'm not a hundred percent sure on that. But we think you may experience temporary growth," said Nahid."
"More? How much?"
"I highly doubt it'll be much. Besides, what are you worried about?" asked Nahid, shrugging, making her tits bounce. "I think you'd look good with a three-foot cock! Bigger is better!"
"It'll be temporary, anyway," said Yara. "Her math seems to check out, but we can't guarantee anything."
Nahid added, "And just imagine being able to sink every inch of that monster into a woman!"
I sighed and nodded. Yara put her hand on my shoulder. Thalita squeezed. Yara said, "I know we're asking to meddle with your biology, Brod, but we both have confidence that this will work. You know I'm not Nahid."
"What does that mean?"
"And if it does make you bigger? Would it really change that much? You're already the biggest dick on Earth." Yara smiled—a real smile. If she tried to do the big-teeth happy-smile, she just ended up looking weird and creepy. An authentic Yara smile was just a subtle curling of the lips. And that's what she was doing.
I let out a long sigh. "Okay! So how do we start?"
Nahid grinned. "Good question! That's why the girl-beef is here."
***
I was sitting naked, which was normal. What wasn't normal was Thalita and Valeska forcibly spreading my thighs. Thalita cinched a silky strap around the base of my sack. I grunted. "That's fucking tight," I complained.
"We need precum, not cum," said Nahid, standing over me. I have to admit, she looked pretty hot in her latex nurse outfit. I didn't even have a nurse kink. But I did have a giant-tits-and-skintight-clothing kink. Her high heels clicked over the tiles around the edge of the cushioned mat, her tits jiggling. She looked down past that prominent, angular nose of hers. There was a pair of glasses perched on them.
Thalita crossed her arms and look down at me. Judging by their sweaty, skintight clothes, they'd been exercising. I could smell the hot scent coming off their bodies. I knew that this probably meant one thing—I wasn't the one in charge today. I looked at Nahid. "I can hold off an orgasm for hours, and you know that."
"We can't even let trace amounts of semen in, Brod. Plus, you might have an accident. Do you know why?" asked Nahid.
I shook my head. "What are you doing, Ghali?"
She pulled a chair up. That was when I heard a stern female voice coming from around the corner. Yara. Husky, commanding. "She's not doing anything. Your master is here, Brod." From around the corner came Korra. Baggy blue pants, boots, sleeveless shirt, showing off her muscles. Granted, Korra didn't have a bare midriff in the show, but I was hardly going to complain. Yara wasn't even aware that she looked like Korra till I convinced her to watch cartoons.
I stood up as mistress "Korra" approached. She leapt at me, rolled, grabbed my leg, and before I knew it, I was on my back on the floor with her on my chest! And how did I react to being expertly taken down? My cock started swelling, obviously.
I could see the glistening of sweat. Korra had worked out before coming here.
I opened my mouth, but she put her finger over my lips. She spoke. "Be quiet. Your fluids are full of chi, and I need them! Maybe if you're a good sperm-slave, I might let you cum inside someone later. Get it?"
"Y-yes, Korra," I panted.
She poked my nose and glared at me. My cock was pumping and slowly growing. Apparently, not fast enough. Korra shifted forward and buried my face in her crotch. Blue cloth occluded the light and all I could see was the light that filtered through. Korra's muff was so sweaty, such a delicious feminine musk. I reached up, meaty hands grabbing her toned bubble-butt, and I ground my face up into her.
"You're such a pervert. So high-and-mighty till I show up. Now? Smelling the Avatar's sweaty pussy and ass. You love that, huh? You know, a lot of people would throw a lot of yuan at me for this." She paused. "You know what? We should make a mover of this," she kept grinding into my face. Pheromone-laced female musk was all I could smell. It filled my nose. I could practically taste it. Deliciously dank, acrid, and tantalizing. I practically got high on it. My cock was rapidly bloating, hardening, jutting up into the air, a tower of flesh. Then I felt its tip poke into what had to be Korra's back. She laughed. "Look how hard he's getting from this!" I felt her shift her weight. "Put it on him. He's starting to leak my chi-juice."
I felt strong hands grip my erection. Rustling. Tightness sliding down my cock. I realized they were putting a condom on me.
You might be wondering where someone like me finds condoms. I'm going to explain in another story, but suffice it to say, yes, they're custom-made. No, I almost never use them since Nahid's supplement regimen keeps my fertility in check most of the time.
I could feel hot precum flowing, swelling the throat of my twenty-eight inch organ. I felt the tip of the condom begin pulling away. Then those hands began pumping my cock. I groaned into Korra's pussy. My cock was so hard, and I could feel pressure in my nuts. I needed to fuck someone! And those hands. Both Thalita and Valeska were pumping my cock, their grips so firm! I pumped up into them. Schlick-schlick-schlick. My hips bounced against the mat. I could feel slimy, steamy-hot pre pumping out of my cock by the cupful.
I love getting jerked off, but I still felt that band around my balls, and I knew I wouldn't be allowed to cum. It was torment!
Korra pressed herself into me. I licked at the cloth over her pussy. I could feel its warmth against my lips, through the cloth. I could taste its moisture. I wanted to make out with that brown pussy! I wanted to eat her out!
But she knew I wanted to eat the Avatar's pussy. And she was going to deny me.
She stood up, straddling my head. I looked down to see Thalita and Valeska smirking at me, both of them pumping my cock. The tip of the condom was bouncing atop my cock, sloshing wildly, a little bigger than a basketball at this point, full of clear precum.
"Mistress. Master Korra. Let me pleasure you, please!" I begged her.
"Heh. You're talking to the Avatar, buddy! My pussy is a delicacy, and you're my personal komodo-rhino. A mount." Korra stepped to the side. She bent over, her toned bubble-butt facing me. All the while, Thalita and Valeska kept milking my cock! I heard Ghali emit that annoying chuckle of hers as she watched. My mistress wouldn't let me wipe that smile off her face without permission, though.
Korra slipped her boots off, wiggling her round ass in such a divine way. I licked my lips. My cock was practically gushing. The balloon of pre at the tip was even bigger now, engulfing much of Valeska's forearm as she milked me. I thrust into her hands again, panting loudly. My balls were pulsing, like hands were squeezing them hard. So much pressure. My cock felt like it might burst, I was so hard. I needed pussy! I was almost as horny as I was during a breeding run. I felt more than heard it as I emitted an embarrassingly high-pitched whining noise.
Ghali and Valeska laughed. Korra smirked over her shoulder.
You know me, reader. You know that I'm used to fucking literally dozens of girls a day. You know that I'm used to having a pussy stretched around my cock whenever I want one. And here I was, letting Korra take charge of me and deny me that! I watched helplessly as she let her baggy blue pants drop to the floor. She swaggered toward me and put her foot on my chest. "If you ask me nicely, I might let you taste the Avatar's pussy."
"Please, Mistress. Please. I'm so thirsty for you, your cunt, I need a taste, just give me one!" I begged.
Korra clucked her tongue. " 'Just give you one'? Sounded like an order to me. Girls?"
They all nodded. "That didn't sound polite to me," said Valeska.
Korra looked down at me. She stood above my head. I had a direct view of her panty-covered mound. With a wiggle of her hips, she slipped it down until it was at mid-thigh. Crystalline droplets of girl-juice dripped from her lips, spattering on the cloth. "Is this what you want?"
"Korra, please. I just want to serve you. I just want to taste you. Nnhaah!" Fuck, was that rough handjob wonderful. "You're just so ... you're so powerful. I want to be closer to that. You're so strong. I want to taste ... your ... power?" It's hard not to feel like a dork when you say stuff like that. Ad-libbed dialogue is almost never graceful.
She crossed her arms over her chest. Drip-drip-drip.
I moaned. "Korra, please, I'm desperate for you, I belong to you, your prized breeding stud. I could be fucking anyone, but I'm here for you! Just you. I love being the Avatar's pet."
"Good boy." Korra let her panties drop onto my face. Then she used her toe to stuff them into my mouth.
"Mmph!" I could taste her. Sweat from her workout, juices from her sweet little pussy, up above my head. "Hrrmmph!"
"Well, you said you wanted a taste, Brod!" She leaned down over me and poked my forehead. "Are you complaining? Cause, you know, a lot of people wish they could chew on my thong!"
Dr. Ghali cackled. An obnoxious sound.
I shook my head and slurped loud enough for her to hear. Schlrrrrp! I groaned.
"Look at him! All those girls saying 'sex god' my ass," laughed Valeska. "Looks like you took water over your head, Brod."
I could taste Korra so vividly, taste the hours of exercise. All the while, my two-foot-plus monster was caught in a never-ending handjob given by her muscular minions.
I spared a glance downward. That ball of pre was bigger than a watermelon, maybe half a yard in diameter. Glorp-glorp-glorp was the sound it made in amongst the sloshing. Dr. Ghali was pumping her fingers in and out of her snatch. Her thighs were spread open so I could see her dripping cunt up in her skirt.
It felt as if my balls had grown to ten feet across. They even looked much more swollen than usual. That band was digging into my flesh, driving me nuts—no pun intended. I tasted the Avatar, I smelled the sweat from her and the two giantesses. I smelled the nurse's dripping pussy.
I knew if I didn't do what she wanted, though, that Korra could kick my ass and pin me back to the mat. The fact that Yara would win in a fight wasn't part of the game. And for some reason, knowing that only turned me on even more!
Splat-splat-splat! I looked back up. Korra was smirking at me, standing so that droplets of pussy juice fell onto my forehead, rolling down. I slurped and chewed at her panties, trying to extract more of that wonderful nectar. The cloth rubbed against my tongue. I looked up into her eyes. She put her hands on her hips.
A while passed like this. Pat-pat-pat. It was driving me insane. Soon, the sweaty cunt-soaked panties were void of flavor. I looked down. My condom was bloated up like a yoga ball. It engulfed the arms of Valeska and Thalita up to their elbows. For a moment, my mind wandered to the material science behind this condom. It was clearly no ordinary latex. But Korra's slow torture quickly distracted me from polymer science.
I tried to spit her panties out, but she put her foot on my face and clicked her tongue. "No, those stay there." Her toes caressed my cheek and her sole pushed on my lips. Then she slowly lowered herself until her slit was just a few tantalizing inches from my lips. Then it pressed its heat against my forehead. Korra started grinding all over my face.
Her cunt smeared its juices all over my cheeks, my nose, my lips. Her ass cheeks mushed up against my forehead. I found my face in her sweaty ass crack. Then her pussy was back. She kept grinding, riding my face. I let out a long, needy groan. So close, but I couldn't even lick her! My balls felt like they would explode. Even the feeling of precum flowing through my cock felt great. Yet it added to my misery.
Korra put her hands on my stomach. They sank in. She sighed as she rubbed her ass and cunt all over my face, as if she was marking her territory. All I could smell was Korra's sweat and delicious brown pussy. All I felt were those hands that tormented my cock. Schlurk-schlurk-schlurk. Glorp-glorp-glorp. Just enough precum leaked out to lube my giant organ, enough to flow through the folds in my sack.
I tried to push Korra away, but all that did was make her lift her ass for a moment and say, "You said it, you know you said it. You're the Avatar's toy." Then she planted herself back on me.
I don't know how long Korra rubbed her pussy against my face, yet I remained ironically aware of each second that passed. She let out deep breaths, pleased moans, humming in her throat. Then I got a small bit of mercy. After a century, Korra lifted herself and began fingering her clit, fingertips dancing under that hood until—SKLRRT! SKLRRT! SKLRRT! Korra came all over me, steaming-hot Avatar-nectar soaking my face, pulsing again and again as she came. I opened my mouth and tried to catch it, lapping at the air and grabbing her thighs. It was delicious, and I was happy that the scent replaced my air.
"Good fucktoy," she said, leaning forward with a satisfied sigh. Her pussy was against my neck, her ass taking up most of my vision. I tried to reach my tongue out, but I couldn't reach her slit. The best I did was to touch my tongue's tip to her taint. She didn't notice my plight. Korra said, "We'd better change that soon."
Ghali spoke up. "It's rated for a cubic meter."
"A cubic meter before bursting. I could use that thing as a bean bag chair.". I couldn't see the condom past Korra's toned, round ass-cheeks. I just had to take her word for it. "How are you girls feeling, need a break? Valeska?"
"I don't get tired, just warmed up!" grunted the Viking-girl.
"Can I sit on Broddy's face? I think he should sniff mama's pussy," said Thalita. "Oh, wait," she mumbled, remembering that I drew the line at actually calling her "mommy" or anything similar. At this point, though, I really didn't care.
Yara lifted her ass, turned around, and looked into my eyes. Her face softened as she sat against my chest. We shared a look. She was silently asking if I was okay.
"Water," I grunted.
Yara got off me. I sat up. She gave me a water bottle and I— "Holy shit!" they weren't kidding. Thalita and Valeska put the condom down. It engulfed my legs. It felt weird ... engulfed by hot plastic—or whatever the material was. It really was the size of a bean bag chair! "What is that thing made of!?" I could see half my cock jutting into the fluid, bubbles swirling inside as I kept pumping precum into it. It was such a surprise that I forgot about the pain in my nuts.
But not for long. The condom's weight settled on my balls. I could feel them between my thighs. I groaned, closing my eyes. My balls felt like they were close to bursting. I began chugging water, then groaned again. "I'm gonna explode!"
"We need more! Stop whining like a little bitch," said Ghali. "You're the only man in here."
"The game is paused, Ghali," growled Yara.
"Oh, please, we're all grownups, Dr. Andrade. Besides, Brod's mommy is here to make him feel better!" cackled Nahid.
Thalita glared at Ghali for a moment. Nahid looked at me and smirked. Her fingers kept pumping in and out of her pussy. She lifted them. A long string of nectar connected her painted nails to her lower lips. Schlurrph. Nahid licked it up, giving me a shit-eating grin. "Poor little Brod. A whole harem that's useless right now because of science! Let's change that condom, ladies."
Thalita and Valeska began pulling the condom off. Schloooorph!
"Augh!" I cried.
Thalita looked at me, her big brown eyes widening. "Are you okay, sweetie?"
"I'm fine! When this band comes off, I'm going to flood this room!" I groaned.
Schluurrrp. Precum poured down my cock. Thalita pinched off the condom just above my glans. Schplop! It came free, and the cool air hit my slick, two-foot-four-inch behemoth. It pulsed, towering in front of me, pouring cupfuls of precum everywhere. A river of my own fluids rolled over my balls, through the folds of my sack, collected under me in a puddle. Fuck, even that felt incredible. Thalita pinched the condom as Valeska tied it off..
I moaned and looked at Korra. "I need pussy, mistress!"
Her face changed as she got back into character. "You'll get it, slave-boy," she purred, kneeling behind me and kissing my cheek. Her nails scratched over my chest. "But you have to earn it. With precum," she chuckled. "You don't really think I would neglect my prize breeding bull, would I?"
Her fingernail trailed down my cock. I groaned. "Mmgh! No!"
Nahid jiggled toward us with the new condom. The wrapper was big enough to eat dinner off of. She tore it open, bending forward, tits wobbling heavily. Thalita grabbed my cock, sending a shock through my body.
"Mmmp! Haaahnn!" I whimpered.
Thalita smiled at me. They began to pull the condom down. The precum made it a little easier. Schlrrrph. Her hands gently rolled the material down over my monster cock. It fit well. "There we go, sweetie."
And once again, the tip began to expand. Valeska pushed the full condom away.
Nahid pulled her chair toward me and sat it between my legs. I looked at her. She smirked and raised her feet, then gently placed her heels against my balls. It was like lightning. I fell back on the mat and howled at the ceiling. Nahid pushed her toe in, rubbing my balls in circles. Then it went dark. Thalita lowered herself, setting her pussy over my face until it kissed my lips. I was smothered by sweaty Amazon-snatch. And Nahid wouldn't stop, her toes pushing into my flesh.
Then I felt Korra take over my cock. She sat on my stomach, facing Nahid, and wrapped her arms around my fleshy behemoth. Korra pumped me with both hands as Thalita ground against my face. I could feel Korra's abs, her hands, her lips. She even got her feet into the action, slipping them under my legs and using her toes to tease the sides of my nuts. Schlrrph. Schlrp-schlrp-schlrp.
I wrapped my arms around Thalita's thighs and began desperately making out with her pussy, as if I'd just crawled out of the desert and it was dripping water. I moaned, surrounding it with my lips, slipping my tongue deep into her heat as her fingers pushed through my hair. Thalita's thighs were so thick and powerful, just like the rest of her body. It turned me on, knowing how much feminine strength was on top of me.
I have a strong instinct to breed, but I have an especially strong urge to impregnate powerful women. That was why Thalita only made my balls feel even more full. This was how I imagined a balloon felt. "Mmmaaugh!" I groaned. Nahid's heels felt like someone brushing a needle over that balloon.
Korra sighed affectionately as she sucked at the edge of my crown, coaxing even more precum out. She kissed its head, biting gently at it. The amazing condom seemed to have no problem transmitting the feel of her fingertips and tongue. Usually, that was a good thing. Right now, it only reminded me that Korra wasn't letting me blow my load. I was having a hard time hearing her, because Thalita's massive thighs were locked around my head.
The Amazon ground her gloriously fleshy pussy against my face. It was as big as the rest of her, engulfing my face from nose to chin, letting my push my tongue into it in lieu of my raging cock. I couldn't see anything, and I heard little more. Hot female nectar trickled over my face, into my mouth, soaked my hair, rolled over my chin and neck. I could hear her saying something about "mommy's new chair," but the painful pleasure coming from my balls and cock as well as my eagerness to eat her out overrode any issue I had with her saying that. Had I been in a saner state of mind, I would have realized she probably let it slip by mistake.
Regardless, one of my hands left her thigh to moved to tease her clit. I was having trouble concentrating, though. I heard Korra's muffled words: "Mm bhmm mfh mrrhmm such a beautiful cock! Mmm bbdh thrrs mmh won't get to fertilize mmmh nnnffh."
"Mmhhaugh!" I groaned into Thalita. Nahid's heels were pushing deeper into my nuts. At my size, things that are painful to normal guys feel good to me. Or in this case painfully-pleasant. The hard toes dug into the flesh, only coaxing the pressure to grow. I wondered if it was possible for my balls to literally explode?
Mercifully, I felt Nahid's heels disappear. But then ... I felt warm latex against my heavy sack. Hands rested against my hips. I heard Korra say something. Then Nahid's response. Then a loud, fleshy smack!
Schlrrkh-phllrsch-thrrrsch. Thalita kept grinding into my face. I kept licking her, but my technique was becoming worse and worse. Not that I think she cared. Girl-sweat and juices soaked me. I could feel the hot perspiration all over my body, cooling wherever the air managed to touch me.
Korra stood. I felt a new weight settle on my stomach. I'd been with each of them long enough to know that weight was Nahid's. I felt soft, fleshy walls wrap around my cock. I felt a heavy, jiggly weight slapping my balls. Bouncing up and down, slimy pre-slick flesh engulfing a good two thirds of my cock. Nahid was using her gigantic tits to fuck my cock!
I tried to thrust up against her, but then I felt a much heavier weight on my legs. I realized Valeska was pinning them down. Then I felt her strong hands grab my nuts, squeezing them together, kneading them with an awful roughness that I loved. I cried out again into Thalita's pussy. "Haaaiiiighh!" I felt gallons of jizz sloshing back and forth. My balls were so full they had very little give to them. It was excruciating! Then I felt Valeska mash her face into my nuts. I felt it as she inhaled deeply, breathing in my masculine scent. Then her tongue began rolling over my balls while her fingertips sunk into the overtaxed flesh.
All the while, Nahid's tits kept bouncing and quivering, slicking up and down, milking my cock for all it was worth. SCHLRK-SCHLRK-SCHLRK. I heard Thalita comment about how big the new condom was getting, but I couldn't see it. I heard a loud sloshing, so I just took her word for it.
I don't know how long they tormented me. I could feel that the condom was no longer touching my cock's head, meaning that it was swollen too large for anyone to use their lips. Nahid's tits were noticeably less mobile, motion restricted by the growing bag of precum. But still, the soft mounds embraced my cock with fleshy warmth and milked it, just as Valeska kept torturing my nuts.
I heard Thalita say something about her and Valeska getting costumes of their own. Then Thalita cooed and tensed up. Apparently, my technique wasn't that off! Gllrrrsch! Sklrrt! Sklrrt! Her cunt began to gush and I nearly choked as my mouth was flooded by her steaming-hot girl-juice. It soaked my face, hair, it pooled under my head. What felt like liters of Amazonian nectar poured over my face, boiling-hot slickness threatening to drown me! I heard her sweet moan. I added my own.
Then, her ass lifted. I sputtered, spitting out a cloud of Thalita. Korra was sitting in the chair, legs crossed, watching imperiously. My mistress. Then I saw the condom. It was as big as the last one! A good yard-diameter bag of my natural lube! "Maauugh-fuck!" I grunted.. My balls were flushed red and insanely swollen. They were each at least as big as a watermelon. Combined, maybe as wide as that pre-balloon!
"Okay, good," purred Nahid. She reached back and gestured for another condom. Korra handed it over.
Valeska pinched the current one and pulled it away with a SCHLOORRRPH-pop! Thalita tied it off and pushed the wobbling sphere next to the other one. Slorsch-slorsch. The two precum-beanbag-chairs jiggled.
Nahid looked over her shoulder at me and licked her lips. She shifted her feet to push her toes into the sides of my nuts. I cried out. She cackled. "It's all for science, Brod!"
***
How many hours passed? I wasn't sure. Many bottles of water and Powerade were drained. Protein shakes were fed to me. None of it mollified the pain. And it was becoming more pain than pleasure at this point.
My cock was still pulsing and eager. Every touch was like a branding iron. Every second I wondered if the tight band would pinch my nuts right off my body.
My vision swam. My eyes were bleary and unfocused.
Yara looked concerned. She knelt next to me and patted my slick cheek. "Brod, are you okay?"
"Mistress. I ... I'm going to explode," I whined.
I looked past her. Thalita was pushing a sixth massive bag of pre out of the way. My nuts had swollen to the size of yoga balls, and they were practically glowing red! My cock pulsed in the cool air.
"I need another one!" said Nahid, not even looking at me as she kept milking my cock with her tits. Schlrp-schlrp-schlrp. Slap-slap-slap! I sighed as I ground pitifully up against her.
Thalita walked toward me, her wide hips rocking back and forth. She knelt next to me. "Sweetie, can you keep going?" Her face was blurry, her mouth moving all weird. My breathing was ragged, cold sweat on my body. Thalita gently caressed my face and declared, "He needs a break!" And, honestly, at this point, the firm "mommy" voice was welcome.
Even Valeska sounded concerned. "Another one? Look at him, he looks like he's going to explode."
"Nnrgh!" I grunted. "I ... I need to cum. Korra. Yara. Truck-face." No, I wasn't insulting her. That was my safeword. Something un-sexy and that I'd never say during fuckery. It was also an inside joke.
"Oh, he's fine!" insisted Nahid.
"Hnnrghn!" I groaned. "Truck-face. Please, Yara!" I begged.
" 'Truck-face' is his safeword," said Yara. She patted my cheek and said with incongruous tenderness, "We'll let you cum, okay?" She turned to Nahid. "You told me you only needed three condoms full."
"I only need three. But more would be better!" insisted Nahid. Then she jabbed her heel into my nut. "Sample size is a real factor in research!"
"Aaaugh! Nahid, seriously, stop that!" I yelled at her. "Let me cum!" I looked at Thalita and said, "Please ... m-mommy!" Yes, I really said that.
Yara looked at Thalita. She leaned in and whispered. I could hear what they said, but Nahid couldn't. I managed a pained chortle, despite everything.
Thalita shared a look with Valeska. She nodded down at Nahid.
Then, the two towering women flanked Nahid. One roughly grabbed an arm and a thigh on each side of the doctor. They lifted her into the air.
"What are you doing, you sweaty sasquatches?!" she yelled, her massive tits jiggling. They spread her brown thighs apart. Nahid wiggled, trying to escape their grasp.
"My Broddy needs a break. So he's going to break you," said Thalita. "He's never called me 'mommy' before! I hope he does it again, though," she cooed.
Yara laid on my stomach and grabbed my cock, stabilizing it vertically. The Amazons turned Nahid around so she was facing me.
"This should be funny," chuckled Valeska.
The Amazons slammed Nahid down onto my cock. We both howled as my gargantuan cock slammed into her body like a battering ram. My monstrous organ entered her body like a runaway freight train, her belly stretching out instantly, stretching upward until my cock's head slammed the undersides of her tits. POP-POP-POP! The remaining buttons on the upper half of her latex dress went flying. Her belly spilled out. The skirt stretched. "Aaauuugh! Fuuuuck! Aaaaiiiiiigh!" she wailed.
The Amazons slammed her up and down. Nahid's mouth gaped silently, her eyes rolling back, her neck arching, her body quaking as she came violently. WHUMP-WHUMP-WHUMP.
Three thrusts. That's all it took. Yara undid the band around my balls.
BLOOOOOOOOOORCH! A roaring sound like a waterfall! I felt the tubes inside my body stretching almost painfully, overloaded with ludicrous amounts of jizz. I swore I could feel the individual sperm moving through the conduits. Gallons blasted through. Instantly, Nahid's belly exploded outward, the size of a watermelon after just seconds!
GLUUUUUURCH! I closed my eyes tightly, grateful that the girls were holding Nahid for me. My world had shrunken to me, Nahid, and my raging orgasm. Everything else was behind a dark veil. I came so hard I felt like I was somewhere else completely. My head swam. It felt like my cock's throat was so swollen that I was twice as fat as before. It was so stretched by my load it was painful in a delightful way.
Gallons exploded into Nahid's womb. I kept shooting and shooting. SPLUUUUURT! SPLOOOOOOORT! Though my eyes were closed, I could feel the hot goopiness of my own jizz rolling in great globs down my cock and onto my balls, inch-thick sheets of my seed. I felt it spraying all over over my stomach, heard it. Skllrrrrsch! I felt the steaming pool of my own seed under my ass. I felt it as Nahid wobbled unsteadily, caught in an orgasm that forced her mind into an even further dimension than my own.
I heard Valeska cackle. "Look at her, stupid spunk-pig slut! Talking so much shit. The safeword means to stop! Even I know that!"
SPLOOOOORCH.
Thalita purred. "Isn't this better than a condom, Broddy?"
BLUUUUUUUUURCH!
"I'll be surprised if she can walk a week after this," mumbled Yara.
SLAP. I opened my eyes. Nahid's belly was so big that it was sitting on top of my own! And the remaining latex looked like it was about to—
Phllllth! It shredded. Her brown belly spilled all the way out. Her massive tits jiggled, spewing arcs of hot milk high into the air. Nahid collapsed, her mouth hanging open, her tongue lolling out, drooling on her tits as she laid atop her growing belly. Orgasm quaked and twitched through her body.
SPLOORT. SPLUUUURCH! Every wad blasted for long moments, feeling like a garden hose channeling a fire hydrant. Bathtubs escaped my nuts with every wad. Her belly jiggled and sloshed, a white, foaming hurricane inside her. That swelling stomach engulfed mine, spilling to the sides. Yara stood up, as there was no more room for her.
Thalita sat on the floor and put my head in her lap. Her big hand swept away the sweat. She stroked my hair as she watched me empty my tortured balls. "Isn't that nice, Broddy? Oooh, you're making her so big! What a stud you are!" she cooed. "Mommy is very proud of her stud-boy!"
White jets sprayed goo from between our stomachs, out over my balls and thighs, onto Valeska as she knelt between my legs.
Yara smiled and patted my arm. "Too bad she's so good at her job, huh?"
I grunted.
As my balls turned inside-out, the pain-to-pleasure ratio skewed more toward pleasure, until I was lying there in an orgasmic stupor, looking blankly at Thalita's tits and her smiling face. I lied limply as my cock bucked like a cannon. Until a brown dome appeared in my vision and Nahid's belly engulfed my face. I could hear the thick, goopy sloshing-gurgling inside as my cock kept shooting. The sound of my own sperm sloshing inside her.
But finally, as it buried me in a fleshy avalanche, my nuts started to come up empty. Splooort! Sploort.... Splooooort.... And then, silence. I closed my eyes and rested my head on Thalita's lap. She stroked my hair.
I relaxed for long minutes. A hot sea swirled around my cock. Nahid's ass and Valeska's hands kneaded my nuts. Korra smiled proudly at me. "You're such a good pet, Brod," she said.
Long after I stopped cumming, Nahid laid there, drooling, twitching, milk squirting from her nipples. Her own orgasm hadn't ended.
I sighed. "Can you girls help me?" I asked.
Valeska and Yara looked at each other. Valeska said, "I think I we roll them sideways...?"
Yara nodded. "I agree."
And together, they rolled Nahid's belly and myself to the side. I was finally able to move. The air felt icy on my slick back as it was exposed. I began pulling out. Schloooooorkh-pop! My cantaloupe-sized glans bounced free. White ropes stretched from my length. SPLOOOSCH! Nahid's gaping cunt became white waterfall between her thighs.
I stood over her. The neat bun was in utter disarray, like someone had dumped a bowl of wet noodles on her. Her eyes focused on nothing, her tongue hung out, her legs twitched occasionally.
The most coherent thing she could say was, "Hrrrngh...."
I heard a click. Valeska was taking pictures of the catatonic doctor. I posed, putting my dripping cock against that belly, setting a hand on it, and grinning. Then Yara and I each planted a foot on it. The belly was so big it came up to my neck! It was a good thing we didn't lie Nahid on her back, or she might have been smothered! As it was, its sheer bulk pushed her tits up so that her head was inside her own cleavage.
I slapped the belly hard. SMAK! Nahid let out a pained groan. "Mmooorgh!"
"What was that?" asked Valeska. "This talking jizz-slut-fuck-blimp said 'more?' "
"That's what I heard," said Korra.
Thalita nodded. "My Broddy deserves to blow another load after all that! Do it for mommy!"
I sighed. "You're going to keep reminding me that I said that, aren't you?"
Thalita grinned. "Yup!"
I sat in the chair. The viking-girl chuckled and rolled Nahid toward me until she was nearly vertical, leaned against her belly. My monstrous cock slipped up between her plush ass cheeks. Nahid barely managed an alarmed look at me.
I said, "Don't worry, Nahid. It's for science!"
***
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Written by Sarkopheros
Copyright © Sarkopheros 2016. All rights reserved.
This story is a work of fiction and is intended solely for the entertainment of adults.
We're kicking off a new Brod miniseries today! I won't tell you exactly what it's about, but it will involve Brod getting larger. That will be one of the core focuses of Elasticity.
This first chapter is femdom-heavy. Expect hyper dicks and balls, cum inflation, condom filling, precum harvesting, female sweat/musk, female muscle, and of course femdom.
***
Dr. Ghali sat across from me. Her massive tits hovered over the table, and were so large that I was confused as to how she could see her food. I was looking into a deep abyss—the brown depths of her incredible cleavage.
Of course, I was hardly one to talk. I couldn't even see my feet past my own giant nuts. And my package took up a huge amount of space under the table. So much that Nahid's leg's kept brushing up against the heavy spheres. Clop. The sound of a shoe falling. A stocking-clad foot on my left nut. I growled. "Nahid, are we not trying to have a serious conversation?"
"I'm always serious, Brod! You should know that by now," she purred, her other foot rubbing my ball. "And we're out in public. With children. You can't leap across the table and fuck my brains out!" she laughed. "There would be jizz everywhere!"
A woman a couple of tables away covered her child's ears and shot Nahid a laser-eyed look.
"Nahid, can you keep your voice down, please?" I asked. Fortunately, when you have a libido like mine and huge sensitive nuts that constantly bump into things, you learn to ignore stimulation rather effectively. Still, a pair of feet on my nuts was one of my favorite things, and Nahid knew it. It was very hard to ignore.
Nahid rolled her big, dark eyes. "Oh, please, they're going to learn it some day! I'm an actual doctor, if anyone should be teaching kids about sex, it's me!" she insisted. Her earrings swung as she spoke. "White people are so stuffy about genitals, and—"
I interrupted. "Nahid, the experiment."
"Yes, yes. It's really remarkable that I didn't think of this earlier. It should be quite brilliant, if I say so myself," Nahid smiled at me. "Brod, how much do you know about the birth process?"
I shrugged my broad shoulders. "Uh, well, I've never delivered a child. I only put them in women." I picked up one of the tostones and bit into it. Crunch.
"Irony! Well, during pregnancy, there's a whole cocktail of hormones in play. Among them is one called relaxin, and there's some other proteins involved, like elastin. Elastin-type proteins help make the tissues more elastic—which is obvious from the name—and relax the pubic symphysis during childbirth." Nahid gestured with her hands, making a sort of pelvis shape with her fingers and spreading it. "In short, it loosens you up for popping a baby out. There's other hormones and things involved, but that's the short version."
I nodded. "Okay, that makes sense. But what is it you want to do?"
"Well, Brod, I have been doing extensive work on these hormones. From studying your precum, I discovered that you actually produce an inordinate amount of them. I think that I can take advantage of your natural abilities and enhance them so that your precum loosens women up so much you can bury all twenty-eight inches of that big, fat baby-maker into a lady."
The woman nearby sighed and got up. She moved with her children to another table.
"See? Look how stuck-up they are about human biology," said Nahid, gesturing at them dismissively.
I put my meaty hand on hers. She had such nice, smooth, slender fingers. And a perfect manicure. "Nahid, it's time to use your indoor voice."
"Please, Brod, you walk around with your cock a-flopping all about in the breeze!"
"I don't choose to do that, and you know that, Nahid! Get back on track. How would you do that?"
Nahid nodded. "Well, I'd reach up your ass and inject stuff into your prostate."
I stared at her. "What?"
She laughed. "Your face! No, I figured out a better way. I'll still have to inject stuff and have you take some other stuff. It would involve repeated treatments. But first I want to synthesize some of this enhanced precum to make sure my math is correct."
I shook my head. So I'd be able to bury my entire cock into any woman? "If you can really do this, Nahid. Man, that'd be a game-changer." I leaned back and looked around the restaurant, eyeballing the ladies. I actually knew a couple of them and traded a few smiles. I looked at Nahid. "The whole thing," I repeated.
"I can't believe I took the whole thing! That should be a commercial when we're done!" laughed Nahid.
"How would you do that, anyway?" I asked, taking a bite of my sandwich.
Nahid nodded. "Well, in layman's terms, I'll need some precum from you and I'll mix things into it. We're also going to need to experiment on some test subjects. Give me a couple days to gather some volunteers—shouldn't be hard—and I'll let you know. You'll enjoy the experiments, I promise."
***
If you've read some of my other stories, you may have noticed that except for a seven-foot-plus bronze she-hulk that thinks she's my mommy, I've never gotten my entire cock into someone. I'm usually left with two or three hand-widths of cock unburied in a pussy. So much that it's normal for me to get a handjob from one girl while fucking another. Being able to sink my entire cock into a woman? That was an incredible promise! I've fucked entire sororities without using more than half my cock!
So it was that I ended up driving to the UTB campus and meeting Nahid in one of the classroom buildings. She was in an anteroom and jiggled to her feet when I came in. Yara, Thalita, and Valeska were there, too. I was surprised to see them.
It must have showed, because Yara said, "I'm helping out with the experiment. We're going to need some muscle." She came up to me and smiled. Yara was dark-skinned with jet black hair. She was nice and toned, and she had a duffel bag. I usually tell people she looks like Korra but with brown eyes.
Thalita is the seven-foot-plus bronze she-hulk I mentioned. "Mmmh. Today, my handsome Broddy starts doing science! You're going to do so good. And all those little girls will be so happy if this works." I'm still not sure why she does that whole mommy thing to me. I just let her do it.
Valeska rolled her eyes. "That way, everyone can be as loose of a slut as you." She was nearly as big as Thalita, except she was fair-skinned, blonde, braided, and freckled. With those muscles, she was the image of a valkyrie or a female Viking. "And if this stretchy shit works on your fat Brazilian ass sperm-cavern, then you'll become a fucking meat-blimp." Hearing Valeska string together such bizarre curses with her sing-song accent is always a treat.
"You say that as if you haven't ridden his cock yourself," said Yara.
Valeska shook her head. "I didn't take the whole thing, though! I thought only the livestocks could do that!"
At the time, I didn't question why the lady-muscle was there. I was just happy they were there. Something about powerful women stokes my already-strong breeding instinct. Which, in retrospect, probably played into Dr. Ghali's plans.
"So how will this work?" I asked her.
Nahid curled her finger and lead me inside. A couple steps lead down to a large white, tiled room with a bunch of chaises around the periphery. Looked like about fifty of them. It was well-lit with drains in the floor. I wasn't entirely sure what this area was supposed to be. Then again, considering we were in one of the university's science buildings, did I want to know? "Where'd you get this many chaises?"
"The same place as the breeding runs. Rentals. Come, sit." Nahid brought me to a desk overlooking the entire area. She sat at it and opened her laptop. I sat at a chair looking over her shoulder. And then Thalita started to straighten my hair. Her hands looked right on her frame, but her frame was huge, and so were her hands.
"How do you even see the keyboard?" asked Valeska.
"I touch-type and my fingers are able to press just one key at a time. Don't you have a giant to kill?" asked Nahid. "Now, Brod. The first thing we're going to do is get some precum from you. Then I'm going to try to see if I can make a cunt-stretching solution with it. We have a hundred female volunteers for the experiment. First, you're going to fuck all of them, and we're going to measure how much cock and cum each one can hold."
"Ooh! Won't that be fun? You're gonna get a workout, Broddy," cooed Thalita, putting her hands on my shoulders and her tits on my head.
Nahid looked over her shoulder at Thalita. "Why do you keep doing that?"
"Doing what?"
"Treating him like he's five! That is so distracting."
"I'm not treating him like he's five. This is how I show affection. He likes it!" insisted Thalita, looking down at me. "Don't you, Brod?"
Uh.... "I'll never complain about being touched by you or these girl-guns," I said, looking up at Thalita. She smiled. I looked back at the busty doctor. "Nahid, do you really think I can force Thalita to do anything she doesn't want to?"
"That's true, she could pop your head like Oberyn Martell," chuckled Nahid.
"Well, she does enjoy mountain me," I said.
Valeska snorted and laughed raucously.
Thalita seemed confused. "What?"
Valeska looked at me. "Have you seen the latest episode, Brod? The one where—"
I cut her off before she could spoil anything. "I haven't seen anything past the first four seasons."
"Ah. Besides, Nahid, Brod's a fat little Asian fuck-slave-slut-boy who likes it when we use his face as a chair for our sweaty glutes. He's fucking nasty, smelling our sweaty cunts after we work out. He likes it when we force him to do stuff," explained Valeska.
Yara sighed. "Can we concentrate, please?"
"Yes. Anyway, after we measure what the girls can take, we're going to treat the experimental group with the loosening solution. Then you're going to fuck the control group, then the experimental group, in that order, so as not to transfer any of the solution to the control-cunts," said Nahid. "Control-cunts!" she repeated. She and Valeska began giggling. Yara looked at me and shrugged.
Nahid continued. "We're going to measure what they can take after the treatment. And if it's successful, I'm going to start the treatment regimen to get you producing the same solution."
I shook my head. "How do you know what I produce will be the same as what you mix in the lab? That doesn't make sense. You're going to make a precum-hormone slushy and somehow get my balls to make it? I don't see how that's—"
"I'm the expert here," interrupted Nahid. "You are right, though. It won't be identical. But very similar! Trust me, I can do this, Brod. You didn't think I could make a safe contraceptive supplement regimen, either!"
I nodded in concession. "Okay, it's definitely worth a try...." Then I remembered. "But you know, I'd be more inclined to trust you if you didn't release my sperm into the ocean and get 150 Japanese women knocked up."
Nahid waggled her finger at me. "Don't be silly! Only 105 of those women were Japanese!"
I shook my head. "That's not the— So what are possible side effects?"
"I'm not a hundred percent sure on that. But we think you may experience temporary growth," said Nahid."
"More? How much?"
"I highly doubt it'll be much. Besides, what are you worried about?" asked Nahid, shrugging, making her tits bounce. "I think you'd look good with a three-foot cock! Bigger is better!"
"It'll be temporary, anyway," said Yara. "Her math seems to check out, but we can't guarantee anything."
Nahid added, "And just imagine being able to sink every inch of that monster into a woman!"
I sighed and nodded. Yara put her hand on my shoulder. Thalita squeezed. Yara said, "I know we're asking to meddle with your biology, Brod, but we both have confidence that this will work. You know I'm not Nahid."
"What does that mean?"
"And if it does make you bigger? Would it really change that much? You're already the biggest dick on Earth." Yara smiled—a real smile. If she tried to do the big-teeth happy-smile, she just ended up looking weird and creepy. An authentic Yara smile was just a subtle curling of the lips. And that's what she was doing.
I let out a long sigh. "Okay! So how do we start?"
Nahid grinned. "Good question! That's why the girl-beef is here."
***
I was sitting naked, which was normal. What wasn't normal was Thalita and Valeska forcibly spreading my thighs. Thalita cinched a silky strap around the base of my sack. I grunted. "That's fucking tight," I complained.
"We need precum, not cum," said Nahid, standing over me. I have to admit, she looked pretty hot in her latex nurse outfit. I didn't even have a nurse kink. But I did have a giant-tits-and-skintight-clothing kink. Her high heels clicked over the tiles around the edge of the cushioned mat, her tits jiggling. She looked down past that prominent, angular nose of hers. There was a pair of glasses perched on them.
Thalita crossed her arms and look down at me. Judging by their sweaty, skintight clothes, they'd been exercising. I could smell the hot scent coming off their bodies. I knew that this probably meant one thing—I wasn't the one in charge today. I looked at Nahid. "I can hold off an orgasm for hours, and you know that."
"We can't even let trace amounts of semen in, Brod. Plus, you might have an accident. Do you know why?" asked Nahid.
I shook my head. "What are you doing, Ghali?"
She pulled a chair up. That was when I heard a stern female voice coming from around the corner. Yara. Husky, commanding. "She's not doing anything. Your master is here, Brod." From around the corner came Korra. Baggy blue pants, boots, sleeveless shirt, showing off her muscles. Granted, Korra didn't have a bare midriff in the show, but I was hardly going to complain. Yara wasn't even aware that she looked like Korra till I convinced her to watch cartoons.
I stood up as mistress "Korra" approached. She leapt at me, rolled, grabbed my leg, and before I knew it, I was on my back on the floor with her on my chest! And how did I react to being expertly taken down? My cock started swelling, obviously.
I could see the glistening of sweat. Korra had worked out before coming here.
I opened my mouth, but she put her finger over my lips. She spoke. "Be quiet. Your fluids are full of chi, and I need them! Maybe if you're a good sperm-slave, I might let you cum inside someone later. Get it?"
"Y-yes, Korra," I panted.
She poked my nose and glared at me. My cock was pumping and slowly growing. Apparently, not fast enough. Korra shifted forward and buried my face in her crotch. Blue cloth occluded the light and all I could see was the light that filtered through. Korra's muff was so sweaty, such a delicious feminine musk. I reached up, meaty hands grabbing her toned bubble-butt, and I ground my face up into her.
"You're such a pervert. So high-and-mighty till I show up. Now? Smelling the Avatar's sweaty pussy and ass. You love that, huh? You know, a lot of people would throw a lot of yuan at me for this." She paused. "You know what? We should make a mover of this," she kept grinding into my face. Pheromone-laced female musk was all I could smell. It filled my nose. I could practically taste it. Deliciously dank, acrid, and tantalizing. I practically got high on it. My cock was rapidly bloating, hardening, jutting up into the air, a tower of flesh. Then I felt its tip poke into what had to be Korra's back. She laughed. "Look how hard he's getting from this!" I felt her shift her weight. "Put it on him. He's starting to leak my chi-juice."
I felt strong hands grip my erection. Rustling. Tightness sliding down my cock. I realized they were putting a condom on me.
You might be wondering where someone like me finds condoms. I'm going to explain in another story, but suffice it to say, yes, they're custom-made. No, I almost never use them since Nahid's supplement regimen keeps my fertility in check most of the time.
I could feel hot precum flowing, swelling the throat of my twenty-eight inch organ. I felt the tip of the condom begin pulling away. Then those hands began pumping my cock. I groaned into Korra's pussy. My cock was so hard, and I could feel pressure in my nuts. I needed to fuck someone! And those hands. Both Thalita and Valeska were pumping my cock, their grips so firm! I pumped up into them. Schlick-schlick-schlick. My hips bounced against the mat. I could feel slimy, steamy-hot pre pumping out of my cock by the cupful.
I love getting jerked off, but I still felt that band around my balls, and I knew I wouldn't be allowed to cum. It was torment!
Korra pressed herself into me. I licked at the cloth over her pussy. I could feel its warmth against my lips, through the cloth. I could taste its moisture. I wanted to make out with that brown pussy! I wanted to eat her out!
But she knew I wanted to eat the Avatar's pussy. And she was going to deny me.
She stood up, straddling my head. I looked down to see Thalita and Valeska smirking at me, both of them pumping my cock. The tip of the condom was bouncing atop my cock, sloshing wildly, a little bigger than a basketball at this point, full of clear precum.
"Mistress. Master Korra. Let me pleasure you, please!" I begged her.
"Heh. You're talking to the Avatar, buddy! My pussy is a delicacy, and you're my personal komodo-rhino. A mount." Korra stepped to the side. She bent over, her toned bubble-butt facing me. All the while, Thalita and Valeska kept milking my cock! I heard Ghali emit that annoying chuckle of hers as she watched. My mistress wouldn't let me wipe that smile off her face without permission, though.
Korra slipped her boots off, wiggling her round ass in such a divine way. I licked my lips. My cock was practically gushing. The balloon of pre at the tip was even bigger now, engulfing much of Valeska's forearm as she milked me. I thrust into her hands again, panting loudly. My balls were pulsing, like hands were squeezing them hard. So much pressure. My cock felt like it might burst, I was so hard. I needed pussy! I was almost as horny as I was during a breeding run. I felt more than heard it as I emitted an embarrassingly high-pitched whining noise.
Ghali and Valeska laughed. Korra smirked over her shoulder.
You know me, reader. You know that I'm used to fucking literally dozens of girls a day. You know that I'm used to having a pussy stretched around my cock whenever I want one. And here I was, letting Korra take charge of me and deny me that! I watched helplessly as she let her baggy blue pants drop to the floor. She swaggered toward me and put her foot on my chest. "If you ask me nicely, I might let you taste the Avatar's pussy."
"Please, Mistress. Please. I'm so thirsty for you, your cunt, I need a taste, just give me one!" I begged.
Korra clucked her tongue. " 'Just give you one'? Sounded like an order to me. Girls?"
They all nodded. "That didn't sound polite to me," said Valeska.
Korra looked down at me. She stood above my head. I had a direct view of her panty-covered mound. With a wiggle of her hips, she slipped it down until it was at mid-thigh. Crystalline droplets of girl-juice dripped from her lips, spattering on the cloth. "Is this what you want?"
"Korra, please. I just want to serve you. I just want to taste you. Nnhaah!" Fuck, was that rough handjob wonderful. "You're just so ... you're so powerful. I want to be closer to that. You're so strong. I want to taste ... your ... power?" It's hard not to feel like a dork when you say stuff like that. Ad-libbed dialogue is almost never graceful.
She crossed her arms over her chest. Drip-drip-drip.
I moaned. "Korra, please, I'm desperate for you, I belong to you, your prized breeding stud. I could be fucking anyone, but I'm here for you! Just you. I love being the Avatar's pet."
"Good boy." Korra let her panties drop onto my face. Then she used her toe to stuff them into my mouth.
"Mmph!" I could taste her. Sweat from her workout, juices from her sweet little pussy, up above my head. "Hrrmmph!"
"Well, you said you wanted a taste, Brod!" She leaned down over me and poked my forehead. "Are you complaining? Cause, you know, a lot of people wish they could chew on my thong!"
Dr. Ghali cackled. An obnoxious sound.
I shook my head and slurped loud enough for her to hear. Schlrrrrp! I groaned.
"Look at him! All those girls saying 'sex god' my ass," laughed Valeska. "Looks like you took water over your head, Brod."
I could taste Korra so vividly, taste the hours of exercise. All the while, my two-foot-plus monster was caught in a never-ending handjob given by her muscular minions.
I spared a glance downward. That ball of pre was bigger than a watermelon, maybe half a yard in diameter. Glorp-glorp-glorp was the sound it made in amongst the sloshing. Dr. Ghali was pumping her fingers in and out of her snatch. Her thighs were spread open so I could see her dripping cunt up in her skirt.
It felt as if my balls had grown to ten feet across. They even looked much more swollen than usual. That band was digging into my flesh, driving me nuts—no pun intended. I tasted the Avatar, I smelled the sweat from her and the two giantesses. I smelled the nurse's dripping pussy.
I knew if I didn't do what she wanted, though, that Korra could kick my ass and pin me back to the mat. The fact that Yara would win in a fight wasn't part of the game. And for some reason, knowing that only turned me on even more!
Splat-splat-splat! I looked back up. Korra was smirking at me, standing so that droplets of pussy juice fell onto my forehead, rolling down. I slurped and chewed at her panties, trying to extract more of that wonderful nectar. The cloth rubbed against my tongue. I looked up into her eyes. She put her hands on her hips.
A while passed like this. Pat-pat-pat. It was driving me insane. Soon, the sweaty cunt-soaked panties were void of flavor. I looked down. My condom was bloated up like a yoga ball. It engulfed the arms of Valeska and Thalita up to their elbows. For a moment, my mind wandered to the material science behind this condom. It was clearly no ordinary latex. But Korra's slow torture quickly distracted me from polymer science.
I tried to spit her panties out, but she put her foot on my face and clicked her tongue. "No, those stay there." Her toes caressed my cheek and her sole pushed on my lips. Then she slowly lowered herself until her slit was just a few tantalizing inches from my lips. Then it pressed its heat against my forehead. Korra started grinding all over my face.
Her cunt smeared its juices all over my cheeks, my nose, my lips. Her ass cheeks mushed up against my forehead. I found my face in her sweaty ass crack. Then her pussy was back. She kept grinding, riding my face. I let out a long, needy groan. So close, but I couldn't even lick her! My balls felt like they would explode. Even the feeling of precum flowing through my cock felt great. Yet it added to my misery.
Korra put her hands on my stomach. They sank in. She sighed as she rubbed her ass and cunt all over my face, as if she was marking her territory. All I could smell was Korra's sweat and delicious brown pussy. All I felt were those hands that tormented my cock. Schlurk-schlurk-schlurk. Glorp-glorp-glorp. Just enough precum leaked out to lube my giant organ, enough to flow through the folds in my sack.
I tried to push Korra away, but all that did was make her lift her ass for a moment and say, "You said it, you know you said it. You're the Avatar's toy." Then she planted herself back on me.
I don't know how long Korra rubbed her pussy against my face, yet I remained ironically aware of each second that passed. She let out deep breaths, pleased moans, humming in her throat. Then I got a small bit of mercy. After a century, Korra lifted herself and began fingering her clit, fingertips dancing under that hood until—SKLRRT! SKLRRT! SKLRRT! Korra came all over me, steaming-hot Avatar-nectar soaking my face, pulsing again and again as she came. I opened my mouth and tried to catch it, lapping at the air and grabbing her thighs. It was delicious, and I was happy that the scent replaced my air.
"Good fucktoy," she said, leaning forward with a satisfied sigh. Her pussy was against my neck, her ass taking up most of my vision. I tried to reach my tongue out, but I couldn't reach her slit. The best I did was to touch my tongue's tip to her taint. She didn't notice my plight. Korra said, "We'd better change that soon."
Ghali spoke up. "It's rated for a cubic meter."
"A cubic meter before bursting. I could use that thing as a bean bag chair.". I couldn't see the condom past Korra's toned, round ass-cheeks. I just had to take her word for it. "How are you girls feeling, need a break? Valeska?"
"I don't get tired, just warmed up!" grunted the Viking-girl.
"Can I sit on Broddy's face? I think he should sniff mama's pussy," said Thalita. "Oh, wait," she mumbled, remembering that I drew the line at actually calling her "mommy" or anything similar. At this point, though, I really didn't care.
Yara lifted her ass, turned around, and looked into my eyes. Her face softened as she sat against my chest. We shared a look. She was silently asking if I was okay.
"Water," I grunted.
Yara got off me. I sat up. She gave me a water bottle and I— "Holy shit!" they weren't kidding. Thalita and Valeska put the condom down. It engulfed my legs. It felt weird ... engulfed by hot plastic—or whatever the material was. It really was the size of a bean bag chair! "What is that thing made of!?" I could see half my cock jutting into the fluid, bubbles swirling inside as I kept pumping precum into it. It was such a surprise that I forgot about the pain in my nuts.
But not for long. The condom's weight settled on my balls. I could feel them between my thighs. I groaned, closing my eyes. My balls felt like they were close to bursting. I began chugging water, then groaned again. "I'm gonna explode!"
"We need more! Stop whining like a little bitch," said Ghali. "You're the only man in here."
"The game is paused, Ghali," growled Yara.
"Oh, please, we're all grownups, Dr. Andrade. Besides, Brod's mommy is here to make him feel better!" cackled Nahid.
Thalita glared at Ghali for a moment. Nahid looked at me and smirked. Her fingers kept pumping in and out of her pussy. She lifted them. A long string of nectar connected her painted nails to her lower lips. Schlurrph. Nahid licked it up, giving me a shit-eating grin. "Poor little Brod. A whole harem that's useless right now because of science! Let's change that condom, ladies."
Thalita and Valeska began pulling the condom off. Schloooorph!
"Augh!" I cried.
Thalita looked at me, her big brown eyes widening. "Are you okay, sweetie?"
"I'm fine! When this band comes off, I'm going to flood this room!" I groaned.
Schluurrrp. Precum poured down my cock. Thalita pinched off the condom just above my glans. Schplop! It came free, and the cool air hit my slick, two-foot-four-inch behemoth. It pulsed, towering in front of me, pouring cupfuls of precum everywhere. A river of my own fluids rolled over my balls, through the folds of my sack, collected under me in a puddle. Fuck, even that felt incredible. Thalita pinched the condom as Valeska tied it off..
I moaned and looked at Korra. "I need pussy, mistress!"
Her face changed as she got back into character. "You'll get it, slave-boy," she purred, kneeling behind me and kissing my cheek. Her nails scratched over my chest. "But you have to earn it. With precum," she chuckled. "You don't really think I would neglect my prize breeding bull, would I?"
Her fingernail trailed down my cock. I groaned. "Mmgh! No!"
Nahid jiggled toward us with the new condom. The wrapper was big enough to eat dinner off of. She tore it open, bending forward, tits wobbling heavily. Thalita grabbed my cock, sending a shock through my body.
"Mmmp! Haaahnn!" I whimpered.
Thalita smiled at me. They began to pull the condom down. The precum made it a little easier. Schlrrrph. Her hands gently rolled the material down over my monster cock. It fit well. "There we go, sweetie."
And once again, the tip began to expand. Valeska pushed the full condom away.
Nahid pulled her chair toward me and sat it between my legs. I looked at her. She smirked and raised her feet, then gently placed her heels against my balls. It was like lightning. I fell back on the mat and howled at the ceiling. Nahid pushed her toe in, rubbing my balls in circles. Then it went dark. Thalita lowered herself, setting her pussy over my face until it kissed my lips. I was smothered by sweaty Amazon-snatch. And Nahid wouldn't stop, her toes pushing into my flesh.
Then I felt Korra take over my cock. She sat on my stomach, facing Nahid, and wrapped her arms around my fleshy behemoth. Korra pumped me with both hands as Thalita ground against my face. I could feel Korra's abs, her hands, her lips. She even got her feet into the action, slipping them under my legs and using her toes to tease the sides of my nuts. Schlrrph. Schlrp-schlrp-schlrp.
I wrapped my arms around Thalita's thighs and began desperately making out with her pussy, as if I'd just crawled out of the desert and it was dripping water. I moaned, surrounding it with my lips, slipping my tongue deep into her heat as her fingers pushed through my hair. Thalita's thighs were so thick and powerful, just like the rest of her body. It turned me on, knowing how much feminine strength was on top of me.
I have a strong instinct to breed, but I have an especially strong urge to impregnate powerful women. That was why Thalita only made my balls feel even more full. This was how I imagined a balloon felt. "Mmmaaugh!" I groaned. Nahid's heels felt like someone brushing a needle over that balloon.
Korra sighed affectionately as she sucked at the edge of my crown, coaxing even more precum out. She kissed its head, biting gently at it. The amazing condom seemed to have no problem transmitting the feel of her fingertips and tongue. Usually, that was a good thing. Right now, it only reminded me that Korra wasn't letting me blow my load. I was having a hard time hearing her, because Thalita's massive thighs were locked around my head.
The Amazon ground her gloriously fleshy pussy against my face. It was as big as the rest of her, engulfing my face from nose to chin, letting my push my tongue into it in lieu of my raging cock. I couldn't see anything, and I heard little more. Hot female nectar trickled over my face, into my mouth, soaked my hair, rolled over my chin and neck. I could hear her saying something about "mommy's new chair," but the painful pleasure coming from my balls and cock as well as my eagerness to eat her out overrode any issue I had with her saying that. Had I been in a saner state of mind, I would have realized she probably let it slip by mistake.
Regardless, one of my hands left her thigh to moved to tease her clit. I was having trouble concentrating, though. I heard Korra's muffled words: "Mm bhmm mfh mrrhmm such a beautiful cock! Mmm bbdh thrrs mmh won't get to fertilize mmmh nnnffh."
"Mmhhaugh!" I groaned into Thalita. Nahid's heels were pushing deeper into my nuts. At my size, things that are painful to normal guys feel good to me. Or in this case painfully-pleasant. The hard toes dug into the flesh, only coaxing the pressure to grow. I wondered if it was possible for my balls to literally explode?
Mercifully, I felt Nahid's heels disappear. But then ... I felt warm latex against my heavy sack. Hands rested against my hips. I heard Korra say something. Then Nahid's response. Then a loud, fleshy smack!
Schlrrkh-phllrsch-thrrrsch. Thalita kept grinding into my face. I kept licking her, but my technique was becoming worse and worse. Not that I think she cared. Girl-sweat and juices soaked me. I could feel the hot perspiration all over my body, cooling wherever the air managed to touch me.
Korra stood. I felt a new weight settle on my stomach. I'd been with each of them long enough to know that weight was Nahid's. I felt soft, fleshy walls wrap around my cock. I felt a heavy, jiggly weight slapping my balls. Bouncing up and down, slimy pre-slick flesh engulfing a good two thirds of my cock. Nahid was using her gigantic tits to fuck my cock!
I tried to thrust up against her, but then I felt a much heavier weight on my legs. I realized Valeska was pinning them down. Then I felt her strong hands grab my nuts, squeezing them together, kneading them with an awful roughness that I loved. I cried out again into Thalita's pussy. "Haaaiiiighh!" I felt gallons of jizz sloshing back and forth. My balls were so full they had very little give to them. It was excruciating! Then I felt Valeska mash her face into my nuts. I felt it as she inhaled deeply, breathing in my masculine scent. Then her tongue began rolling over my balls while her fingertips sunk into the overtaxed flesh.
All the while, Nahid's tits kept bouncing and quivering, slicking up and down, milking my cock for all it was worth. SCHLRK-SCHLRK-SCHLRK. I heard Thalita comment about how big the new condom was getting, but I couldn't see it. I heard a loud sloshing, so I just took her word for it.
I don't know how long they tormented me. I could feel that the condom was no longer touching my cock's head, meaning that it was swollen too large for anyone to use their lips. Nahid's tits were noticeably less mobile, motion restricted by the growing bag of precum. But still, the soft mounds embraced my cock with fleshy warmth and milked it, just as Valeska kept torturing my nuts.
I heard Thalita say something about her and Valeska getting costumes of their own. Then Thalita cooed and tensed up. Apparently, my technique wasn't that off! Gllrrrsch! Sklrrt! Sklrrt! Her cunt began to gush and I nearly choked as my mouth was flooded by her steaming-hot girl-juice. It soaked my face, hair, it pooled under my head. What felt like liters of Amazonian nectar poured over my face, boiling-hot slickness threatening to drown me! I heard her sweet moan. I added my own.
Then, her ass lifted. I sputtered, spitting out a cloud of Thalita. Korra was sitting in the chair, legs crossed, watching imperiously. My mistress. Then I saw the condom. It was as big as the last one! A good yard-diameter bag of my natural lube! "Maauugh-fuck!" I grunted.. My balls were flushed red and insanely swollen. They were each at least as big as a watermelon. Combined, maybe as wide as that pre-balloon!
"Okay, good," purred Nahid. She reached back and gestured for another condom. Korra handed it over.
Valeska pinched the current one and pulled it away with a SCHLOORRRPH-pop! Thalita tied it off and pushed the wobbling sphere next to the other one. Slorsch-slorsch. The two precum-beanbag-chairs jiggled.
Nahid looked over her shoulder at me and licked her lips. She shifted her feet to push her toes into the sides of my nuts. I cried out. She cackled. "It's all for science, Brod!"
***
How many hours passed? I wasn't sure. Many bottles of water and Powerade were drained. Protein shakes were fed to me. None of it mollified the pain. And it was becoming more pain than pleasure at this point.
My cock was still pulsing and eager. Every touch was like a branding iron. Every second I wondered if the tight band would pinch my nuts right off my body.
My vision swam. My eyes were bleary and unfocused.
Yara looked concerned. She knelt next to me and patted my slick cheek. "Brod, are you okay?"
"Mistress. I ... I'm going to explode," I whined.
I looked past her. Thalita was pushing a sixth massive bag of pre out of the way. My nuts had swollen to the size of yoga balls, and they were practically glowing red! My cock pulsed in the cool air.
"I need another one!" said Nahid, not even looking at me as she kept milking my cock with her tits. Schlrp-schlrp-schlrp. Slap-slap-slap! I sighed as I ground pitifully up against her.
Thalita walked toward me, her wide hips rocking back and forth. She knelt next to me. "Sweetie, can you keep going?" Her face was blurry, her mouth moving all weird. My breathing was ragged, cold sweat on my body. Thalita gently caressed my face and declared, "He needs a break!" And, honestly, at this point, the firm "mommy" voice was welcome.
Even Valeska sounded concerned. "Another one? Look at him, he looks like he's going to explode."
"Nnrgh!" I grunted. "I ... I need to cum. Korra. Yara. Truck-face." No, I wasn't insulting her. That was my safeword. Something un-sexy and that I'd never say during fuckery. It was also an inside joke.
"Oh, he's fine!" insisted Nahid.
"Hnnrghn!" I groaned. "Truck-face. Please, Yara!" I begged.
" 'Truck-face' is his safeword," said Yara. She patted my cheek and said with incongruous tenderness, "We'll let you cum, okay?" She turned to Nahid. "You told me you only needed three condoms full."
"I only need three. But more would be better!" insisted Nahid. Then she jabbed her heel into my nut. "Sample size is a real factor in research!"
"Aaaugh! Nahid, seriously, stop that!" I yelled at her. "Let me cum!" I looked at Thalita and said, "Please ... m-mommy!" Yes, I really said that.
Yara looked at Thalita. She leaned in and whispered. I could hear what they said, but Nahid couldn't. I managed a pained chortle, despite everything.
Thalita shared a look with Valeska. She nodded down at Nahid.
Then, the two towering women flanked Nahid. One roughly grabbed an arm and a thigh on each side of the doctor. They lifted her into the air.
"What are you doing, you sweaty sasquatches?!" she yelled, her massive tits jiggling. They spread her brown thighs apart. Nahid wiggled, trying to escape their grasp.
"My Broddy needs a break. So he's going to break you," said Thalita. "He's never called me 'mommy' before! I hope he does it again, though," she cooed.
Yara laid on my stomach and grabbed my cock, stabilizing it vertically. The Amazons turned Nahid around so she was facing me.
"This should be funny," chuckled Valeska.
The Amazons slammed Nahid down onto my cock. We both howled as my gargantuan cock slammed into her body like a battering ram. My monstrous organ entered her body like a runaway freight train, her belly stretching out instantly, stretching upward until my cock's head slammed the undersides of her tits. POP-POP-POP! The remaining buttons on the upper half of her latex dress went flying. Her belly spilled out. The skirt stretched. "Aaauuugh! Fuuuuck! Aaaaiiiiiigh!" she wailed.
The Amazons slammed her up and down. Nahid's mouth gaped silently, her eyes rolling back, her neck arching, her body quaking as she came violently. WHUMP-WHUMP-WHUMP.
Three thrusts. That's all it took. Yara undid the band around my balls.
BLOOOOOOOOOORCH! A roaring sound like a waterfall! I felt the tubes inside my body stretching almost painfully, overloaded with ludicrous amounts of jizz. I swore I could feel the individual sperm moving through the conduits. Gallons blasted through. Instantly, Nahid's belly exploded outward, the size of a watermelon after just seconds!
GLUUUUUURCH! I closed my eyes tightly, grateful that the girls were holding Nahid for me. My world had shrunken to me, Nahid, and my raging orgasm. Everything else was behind a dark veil. I came so hard I felt like I was somewhere else completely. My head swam. It felt like my cock's throat was so swollen that I was twice as fat as before. It was so stretched by my load it was painful in a delightful way.
Gallons exploded into Nahid's womb. I kept shooting and shooting. SPLUUUUURT! SPLOOOOOOORT! Though my eyes were closed, I could feel the hot goopiness of my own jizz rolling in great globs down my cock and onto my balls, inch-thick sheets of my seed. I felt it spraying all over over my stomach, heard it. Skllrrrrsch! I felt the steaming pool of my own seed under my ass. I felt it as Nahid wobbled unsteadily, caught in an orgasm that forced her mind into an even further dimension than my own.
I heard Valeska cackle. "Look at her, stupid spunk-pig slut! Talking so much shit. The safeword means to stop! Even I know that!"
SPLOOOOORCH.
Thalita purred. "Isn't this better than a condom, Broddy?"
BLUUUUUUUUURCH!
"I'll be surprised if she can walk a week after this," mumbled Yara.
SLAP. I opened my eyes. Nahid's belly was so big that it was sitting on top of my own! And the remaining latex looked like it was about to—
Phllllth! It shredded. Her brown belly spilled all the way out. Her massive tits jiggled, spewing arcs of hot milk high into the air. Nahid collapsed, her mouth hanging open, her tongue lolling out, drooling on her tits as she laid atop her growing belly. Orgasm quaked and twitched through her body.
SPLOORT. SPLUUUURCH! Every wad blasted for long moments, feeling like a garden hose channeling a fire hydrant. Bathtubs escaped my nuts with every wad. Her belly jiggled and sloshed, a white, foaming hurricane inside her. That swelling stomach engulfed mine, spilling to the sides. Yara stood up, as there was no more room for her.
Thalita sat on the floor and put my head in her lap. Her big hand swept away the sweat. She stroked my hair as she watched me empty my tortured balls. "Isn't that nice, Broddy? Oooh, you're making her so big! What a stud you are!" she cooed. "Mommy is very proud of her stud-boy!"
White jets sprayed goo from between our stomachs, out over my balls and thighs, onto Valeska as she knelt between my legs.
Yara smiled and patted my arm. "Too bad she's so good at her job, huh?"
I grunted.
As my balls turned inside-out, the pain-to-pleasure ratio skewed more toward pleasure, until I was lying there in an orgasmic stupor, looking blankly at Thalita's tits and her smiling face. I lied limply as my cock bucked like a cannon. Until a brown dome appeared in my vision and Nahid's belly engulfed my face. I could hear the thick, goopy sloshing-gurgling inside as my cock kept shooting. The sound of my own sperm sloshing inside her.
But finally, as it buried me in a fleshy avalanche, my nuts started to come up empty. Splooort! Sploort.... Splooooort.... And then, silence. I closed my eyes and rested my head on Thalita's lap. She stroked my hair.
I relaxed for long minutes. A hot sea swirled around my cock. Nahid's ass and Valeska's hands kneaded my nuts. Korra smiled proudly at me. "You're such a good pet, Brod," she said.
Long after I stopped cumming, Nahid laid there, drooling, twitching, milk squirting from her nipples. Her own orgasm hadn't ended.
I sighed. "Can you girls help me?" I asked.
Valeska and Yara looked at each other. Valeska said, "I think I we roll them sideways...?"
Yara nodded. "I agree."
And together, they rolled Nahid's belly and myself to the side. I was finally able to move. The air felt icy on my slick back as it was exposed. I began pulling out. Schloooooorkh-pop! My cantaloupe-sized glans bounced free. White ropes stretched from my length. SPLOOOSCH! Nahid's gaping cunt became white waterfall between her thighs.
I stood over her. The neat bun was in utter disarray, like someone had dumped a bowl of wet noodles on her. Her eyes focused on nothing, her tongue hung out, her legs twitched occasionally.
The most coherent thing she could say was, "Hrrrngh...."
I heard a click. Valeska was taking pictures of the catatonic doctor. I posed, putting my dripping cock against that belly, setting a hand on it, and grinning. Then Yara and I each planted a foot on it. The belly was so big it came up to my neck! It was a good thing we didn't lie Nahid on her back, or she might have been smothered! As it was, its sheer bulk pushed her tits up so that her head was inside her own cleavage.
I slapped the belly hard. SMAK! Nahid let out a pained groan. "Mmooorgh!"
"What was that?" asked Valeska. "This talking jizz-slut-fuck-blimp said 'more?' "
"That's what I heard," said Korra.
Thalita nodded. "My Broddy deserves to blow another load after all that! Do it for mommy!"
I sighed. "You're going to keep reminding me that I said that, aren't you?"
Thalita grinned. "Yup!"
I sat in the chair. The viking-girl chuckled and rolled Nahid toward me until she was nearly vertical, leaned against her belly. My monstrous cock slipped up between her plush ass cheeks. Nahid barely managed an alarmed look at me.
I said, "Don't worry, Nahid. It's for science!"
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Sarkopheros Keeps Talking:
Comments, critiques, compliments, I want to hear it all! I respond to almost every comment so please tell me what you thought!
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Written by Sarkopheros
Copyright © Sarkopheros 2016. All rights reserved.
This story is a work of fiction and is intended solely for the entertainment of adults.