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  1. PowerFibres

    The New 2022 Agenda

    I remember the new laws as if they were yesterday, even now it still feels like some strange dream. The time was 23:59, 31st December 2021; me and my friends gathered around the television to watch the fireworks and celebrations while we had some celebrations of our own. All of us were gorging on whatever readymade stuff we could find at the store, and most of us had got drunk as lords off the wine. I'd been trying to eat and drink away my troubles and loneliness as I shoveled food into my already huge gut and my head swirled from the alcohol. Eventually, someone yelled that it was almost midnight, and our attention was gripped by the screen. We did the countdown. "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Happy New Year." Someone popped a cork, a couple of people got a drunken chorus of Auld Lang Syne going, and it was pretty much a regular old New Years party. This went on until the fireworks stopped, and the screen faded to black. I noticed the change first, as I was hardly in the mood for celebrating, and I pointed it out to the room when "BREAKING NEWS" came on the screen. The room almost instantly fell to silence, until a voice spoke. "This is a breaking news bulletin concerning a government announcement, please stand by for more information" I'd heard about this supposed government announcement, but thought nothing of it as nobody seemed to have any idea what it could be about. There were rumours it concerned those big buildings that the government were buying up, and working on away from the public eye. We didn't have to wait long to find out, as the screen changed to an empty podium with a flag behind it. After a moment, a man walked onto screen and behind the podium. Even in the suit he wore, you could tell from the way his body filled it out that he was no stranger to the gym; his shaved head and no-nonsense expression told us all that he was the sort of guy who didn't tolerate much bullshit. "Good evening, or rather good morning everyone, we hope that your new year's has been pleasant, and wish you luck in the coming year. This message concerns new policy that has come into effect, as of midnight, 1st January 2022." Everyone began to share nervous glances, racking our brains to think of what this could possibly be about. "A new report from the department of health has revealed damning information about the obesity crisis and a lack of physical education. Our health system has been strained to breaking point by these issues, and it is in the interests of the country to use drastic measures in order to prevent catastrophe. As of today, state-sanctioned gyms will be opening across the country, half for men and half for women. Information obtained from the department of health has allowed us to form a list of those at serious risk of health impacts from unhealthy lifestyles, 70% of the population is on this list. Those on this list will be sent more information about the gyms they have been assigned to, the exercises they are supposed to follow, the times in which they are supposed to attend, and other details. Thank you listening to this broadcast." And with that, the bulletin ended, and we were all left sitting in shock. We could barely form our suprise into words as we talking (or rather shouted) amongst ourselves about this decision. There were some who supported this decision, and others who were outraged at the news, but it was undeniable that most of us would be heading for a world of change. While the next few days offered reprieve as the information was handed out to every person, I soon found myself with a government booklet in my hand. It had two options, either cardio, weightlifting, or a combination of the two. While I was unfamiliar with a lot of the terminology of the weightlifting section, the cardio section made me tired just looking at it. I also received information concerning the gym I was supposed to attend, and the regulations on the gym clothes that were to be worn at this gym. And if I thought I could just use my burnt calories to eat more, the booklet detailed mandatory health inspections that would be happening to ensure that progress was being made. The next day, my programme began. I turned up at the gym at the allocated window of time. The building was huge, and had a sign above that read "Department of Health State Gym, No. 368, Male", men of different shapes and sizes, but none of this skinny, were walking in. There was a constant stream of guys coming in and out, with the ones coming in looking nervous, and ones coming out looking sweaty and exhausted. The entire place was overseen by guys who were clearly ex-army, who now worked for a different branch, with their maroon uniforms and either ripped or athletic physiques. I walked up to the next free desk, with one of the assistants behind it. "Hello sir, name please." "Julian Overton" "I see you here on the list, Mr Overton. Are you here for the cardio programme, the weightlifting programme, or the mixed programme." "Mixed please." I'd chosen mixed as I knew running and other cardio, but hoped the weightlifting could give me some time to breath between. "Very well, that is in the system now. Do you have the recommended clothes for your session today." "Yes." "Excellent, here is your programme" he handed me a table of the activities "and if you'd like to proceed into the changing room over there, put on your exercising clothes, and begin." I did as the man said, and went into the changing room, only to be met by quite a sight. The men who were changing with me were all of considerable size; giant guts, flabby arms, clearly very little physical exercise, and when I looked down at my own body, I saw the exact same thing. As I watched some of the older men with my physique struggle to change their clothes before even beginning to exercise, I realised the reasons behind this new law. As I made my way to the main area, I noticed a man walking in the same direction who had clearly not changed clothes, and was stopped by the guard who was watching people as they came in. "Stop!" I nearly fainted when I thought he was talking to me, but he was addressing the other man. "Those clothes are not appropriate for the gym, and are in violation of the rules." "Oh, I'm sorry. I promise I'll remember some tomorrow, I was just in a rush-" the guard cut him off. "Violations of the clothing rules will not make anyone exempt from their sessions. Please remove the offending items." The man, clearly surprised but with no other option, took off his clothes until he was just stood in his underwear. He was expecting to receive something else to wear, but the guard simply stood to allow him to pass, expecting him to begin his programme. I tried to put the exchange out of my mind as I got started for the first time, and trying not to stare at the other guys in their underwear who had clearly tried to fiendishly break the system. The cardio was brutal, and the weightlifting was hell, but when I left a feeling that I'd never felt before. That one workout hadn't changed much, but the feeling of physical accomplishment was making me feel inches taller and miles more confident. When the next day came, and I was expected at the gym again, I didn't come in with half of the nervousness that I had before. I blasted through my programme a second time, far easier than I had the first. This continued again and again and again, until strolling into the gym was just another part of the day. My eating habits also changed. The junk food felt like poison to me now, as I started to learn the horrors of what I'd been putting into my body. It was one thing when I was a fat tub, but now I had goals to work towards. Now the only things I could eat was vegetables, fruits, and whatever protein sources wouldn't pack on the pounds. As expected, my body began to rapidly change. My giant gut and man tits melted like ice in heat, and soon I was seeing the outlines of muscle poke through the flab. I was waking up with more energy, simple tasks like climbing stairs were now a breeze, and mentally I felt like someone had come in with a cloth and wiped my issues away. Pretty soon, I was itching to go back to the gym, and I was striking up conversations with the assistants there. Eventually, I got talking with an assistant named Eric. He was a beautiful, 6'4 ex-navy guy who had got into bodybuilding to fill the hole in his life left by the navy, and boy did it show. The first thing I noticed about him were his arms, which were mostly uncovered by the uniforms, revealing two colossal mountains of bicep standing high about a thick river of tricep that ran underneath. I also loved his forearms which he left hairy and were covered with striations. We really hit it off, his interests being just as nerdy as mine, and we quickly became friends. I noticed from day one how he was making a peak form in my gym shorts, and how much I loved seeing him running his fingers through his hair as his biceps raised, but I shelved those feelings in fear of jeopardising the friendship. As we both clearly were gym bros, I asked if Eric if he wanted to work out with me. He seemed enthused, but revealed he worked out at another gym that wasn't government sanctioned, and far more centred around weightlifting. I was nervous to go into unfamiliar territory, but as I'd done it before, I agreed agreed. We met up at Eric's gym, his face seeming to light up when he saw me arrive. We went into the changing area, and began talking. As I opened my gym bag, Eric whipped off his shirt, and I saw what was really underneath. His body looked like it was carved out of marble, his shoulders wide enough to carry two other men on them, his pecs like two metal trophies of his physical accomplishment, his back like a winding map of muscle. When he slid off his trousers, I marveled at his trunk legs with lines that marked out each meticulously cared for muscle. I watched as he slid on his gym shorts and shoes, but just as I expected him to pull out a gym shirt, he began loading his stuff into one of the lockers. When I pulled out a gym shirt of my own and put it over my head, he whispered. "Hey, if you want to wear a shirt, that's cool, but most people just choose to let it hang out. It really helps with getting in touch with your body." Against all other expectations, I decided to leave my shirt in the locker. As Eric had described, the gym was wall-to-wall weight lifting equipment, and the cardio machines I used at the other place were gone. I had no choice but to really get stuck into the weight, but I found myself enjoying it. Eric could clearly see the enjoyment on my face, and when we're walking towards the exit, he said "I can see you enjoyed it dude, and I'm glad. I think you'd look hot with some muscle on your bones." "Thanks. It's cool that you can say that about other guys." "Well, maybe it's weird for straight guys, but for guys like me usually don't have a problem." "Wait a minute, are you gay?" "Yeah dude, couldn't you tell." "Fuck no. Clearly us gay guys don't have the gaydars we think we do." "Hold on, you're gay too?" "Ha, if that doesn't just prove my point." Well, as much as we didn't want to jinxe it too early, we knew that this would be the beginning of something else in our relationship. I saw him in a new light, and even more irresistible than I did before. One day, as we were on the bench press station, Eric went for his PR. Just before he did, I learnt over and whispered in his ear. "If you do this, I'll make out with you in the gym restroom. Do you want it?" Eric didn't say a word, just grabbed the bar with his powerful arms, brought it to his chest, and thrust it into the air. In minutes we were rubbing our shirtless bodies against each other, locking lips as we felt each other's abs. Later that month, when I was on the squat station, about to attempt my PR, he leant over and whispered in my ear. "If you do this, I'll fuck your brains out in my bed. Do you want it?" I didn't say a word, just grabbed the bar, slowly dropped down, and back up again. An hour later, we had burst into his apartment, barely able to keep our hands off each other, before he had his dick deep inside me. It was so hot looking in the mirror and seeing two muscled masculine bodies engaged in this erotic act. Eric got me more and more obsessed with bodybuilding, until eventually I was starting to catch up to him, which only made our bedroom activities better. We went on dates where we ordered piles and piles of protein, we would drink our shakes while watching a film and cuddled, all the while he stayed my favourite gym spotter in the world. It was no time at all before we were just two muscle guys, madly in love. One day, my beautiful boy rushed home to tell me that there was a vacancy at the state gym for an assistant. I thought they would never pick me, and there'd just be someone else better, but as I looked at myself in the mirror. However, when I looked in the mirror, a fully formed bodybuilder looked back at me, so I applied. It was tough, there were other candidates of around size there, but the physical exam showed that I was the right man for the job. Soon, me and Eric were working together in our maroon uniforms, helping others achieve their potentials, and I couldn't be happier. Months, even years passed, and we moved in together. Then, when our three year anniversary came around, I took my man on a long hike up to the top of a hill. When we got to the end, our chests uncovered and gleaming with sweat, I got on one knee, buried my face in his six pack, and asked him to marry me. He of course said yes. The night after our wedding day, I got to make a protein-rich breakfast for me and my sleeping groom. When I picked up a letter that had just arrived, I chuckled to myself. It was a questionnaire asking for my opinion on the physical fitness laws. Well because of them I was in the best shape of my life, my mind was clean as a whistle, and most importantly, I'd met the man on my dreams. So I said I was very happy with these government policies, very happy indeed.
  2. Ultrabeef

    Story: Bigger Boyz

    Bigger Boyz By Ultrabeef “Damn, just look at that dude!” Owen panted mid-sit up, “now why can’t a guy like that be interested in me?” Owen’s best friend Liam who was holding his feet looked in the direction of the muscular bodybuilder hunk who was sauntering across the crowded gym. “Well, first of all, that’s Derek Jenkins, he’s entered in Saturday’s bodybuilding show. Secondly, he’s not gay…he’s got a girlfriend. And thirdly, even if he was gay, why would he be interested in a nerd like you…or me?” Liam added that last part nervously as he adjusted his thick black glasses and could see Owen’s face getting red. “Jesus dude! Just because we broke up doesn’t mean you have to be a dick!” Owen’s face reddened as he stood up from the mat he was using. “I’m sorry…I didn’t…” Liam stammered, feeling like a complete jerk. “Forget it” Owen stormed off to the drinking fountain leaving Liam looking at the floor. Owen and Liam had been friends since the first grade. It was in middle school that blond angelic Owen had first secretly expressed an internet in boys. Cute Asian Liam, was relived and shared his own gay tendencies. The two boys dated briefly in high school but Owen’s obsession with big muscular jocks left skinny nerd Liam out of the running. Now roommates in college the two best friends worked out religiously at a local grungy gym that was within walking distance of their apartment but no matter how hard they worked, the two skinny college twinks never seemed to get much bigger. Liam cautiously entered the locker room where Owen was sitting on a bench pulling on his shoes. Liam put his hand on Owen’s shoulder, “don’t” Owen muttered. “Look, I’m really sorry Owen. I was just trying to have a little fun” Liam whined pathetically. Although they had broken up years ago, Liam still carried a secret crush for his best friend. “No, you were absolutely right Liam, why would a big muscular hunk like Derek be interested in a skinny nobody like me?” Owen sighed dejectedly as he picked up his gym bag. “Let’s just go home”. Owen was unusually quiet that evening as Liam tried studying at the kitchen table. Owen was just looking at muscle worship videos on his phone. Suddenly an ad popped up and Owen got really excited, he pulled out his credit card from his jeans. “Owen, is internet porn really going to make things better?” Liam muttered shaking his head. “Shut up dude! It’s not porn. It’s the solution to my problem” Owen was in a foul mood so Liam dropped it. A few days later a package arrived for Owen from a company called Gym-Bro Industries. “What’s this?” Liam asked, handing the small box to Owen. Owen’s eyes lit up “this is the solution to Derek not noticing me!” “Why are you talking about?!” Liam asked as Owen torn open the package and dumped small pill bottle into his hand. The bottle, which read “Bigger Boyz 5000” in a handwritten label, contained a few small blue gel pills. On the back on the bottle handwritten instructions read: “take no more than 3 caplets before bed, results will be visible by morning”. “This is ridiculous!” Liam exclaimed, “you think that taking some sketchy pills you bought online will what? Make you into a muscle stud?” “Well, it’s worth a try” Owen dumped 3 of the small pills into his hand, “here goes nothing”. As Owen gulped down the pills Liam started getting hysterical, “are you crazy?! You don’t know what that stuff is! It could be poison!” “Just calm down!” Owen commanded and Liam took off his glasses and wiped the tears that were welling up in his eyes, “I…I just really care about you ok?” “I know” Owen said in a comforting tone, now I’m going to bed. See you in the morning. And don’t worry. I’ll be fine” his piercing blue eyes, tousled blond hair, an pale angelic face made Liam nod in agreement. The next morning Liam awoke to the sounds of Owen making breakfast in the kitchen. “Well, those pills obviously weren’t poison” Liam thought to himself as he opened his bedroom door and heading down the hallway to the kitchen. As he entered the kitchen Liam gasped. Standing in front of the stove with his back to Liam was a big muscular hunk. The guy’s wide back and shoulders stretched the flimsy t-shirt he was wearing and his rounded bubble butt and powerful legs stretched his blue plaid boxers as well. The guy turned around with a frying pan in his hand where he was scrambling eggs. The guy’s front was just as impressive, striated pecs bulged from his shirt, torn open from the collar allowing them room. His big biceps and forearms bulged as he whisked the eggs. The muscular hunk looked at Liam and nodded with a big grin “Sup, dude? Want some eggs?” It took Liam a minute to process what he was looking at, a big muscular hunk was in his kitchen. Then he looked at the guy and saw his brilliant blue eyes “Ow…Owen? Oh my god! Look at you!” Liam stammered realizing that the blue pills had worked. “Pretty rad, huh dude?” Owen put the pan down and flexed his big bicep. Liam noticed the huge bulge in Owen’s boxers swell. “Oh my god! Owen, I can’t believe it! Those pills worked!” Liam went to touch Owen’s flexed bicep but Owen pulled away “I don’t think so dude, this muscle is for Derek bro. Not some wimpy little Asian fag like you”. Liam blushed and stammered “oh…ok…um…why…why do you sound so different?” “Whatta mean bra?” Owen bounced his pecs causing Liam to weakly reach for a chair. “You sound, more like a jock, less intelligent maybe? Cocky?” Liam stammered. “Fuck dude! Who wouldn’t be cocky as hell with a bod like this? Do you have any idea what it feels like to be this strong?” Owen flexed his big bicep and kissed it. “Oh course you don’t, little pansy ass motherfucker like you!” Owen laughed cruelly as he massaged his big pec and then adjusted his swollen cock through his boxers. Liam could feel himself getting hard at the cocky, muscular version of his best friend. “I gotta get to the gym and see if Derek notices me now” Owen grabbed the bottle of pills off the counter and dropped them into his gym bag before heading out the door. Unfortunately for Owen, everything Liam had said about Derek was still true. Derek was straight, and although Owen definitely looked and acted like a gym bro, he wasn’t anywhere near the league of a competitive bodybuilder like Derek. Derek had given Owen the brush off yet again, which infuriated him to no end. Back in the gym locker room Owen angrily slammed his locked door before noticing the bottle of Bigger Boyz pills in his gym bag. He greedily dumped three more pills into his mouth and took a big swig of water from the drinking fountain on the wall, before heading out of the locker room. Unbeknownst to Owen, Liam had been silently watching from the shadows and his eyes widened at the thought of an even bigger, cockier Owen tomorrow morning. Sure enough, the next morning Owen had changed again. The only thing that still reminded Liam of Owen were his sparkling blue eyes. Owen was huge, he sat at the kitchen table shirtless bouncing his huge pecs. His face looked fuller and a beard was visible on his jawline. “Fuck bro, check out these pecs!” Owen moaned in a rich deep bass that reverberated around the kitchen as he watched his bloated melon-like pecs bounce. Liam was mesmerized by the show that Owen was putting on as he bounced his thick, heavy, hairy pecs. Owen had pulled his fat cock out of his strained boxers and was stroking it with his big hand as he was turning himself on. “Fuck!” he panted, “I’m so big, so strong, so fucking horny” Owen purred in new newly deepened bass. Liam could feel his mouth go dry at the sight of his best friend and secret crush as a huge bodybuilder jock. Owen looked over at Liam and growled, “what are you lookin at pussyboy? You like this shit? You like these big fuckin muscles?” Liam just nodded in a mixture of both fear and arousal at the big hulking douchbag his friend had become. “Yeah, you do like this big body, don’t you fag? Get over here and bury your face in these sweaty arm pits!” Owen grabbed Liam’s head and shoved his face into his arm pit. The musky smell emanating from Owen’s hairy pit along with being so close to his hard, thick muscles were more than Liam could take. “Ugggh…fuck! Oh my god!” Liam moaned as he shot his load in his pants. Owen just smirked a cocky grin. “Yeah bra! Just wait til Derek gets a load of this beefy bod. He’s gonna cream himself too!” Owen stood up and sauntered past Liam shaking his big beefy ass. “Fuck! I feel like such a fucking man!” “I…I can’t believe how big you are!” Liam stammered as Owen brushed past him to his bedroom to get ready for the gym. Liam was even more in love with Owen now that he had become this huge, muscular, sexual creature but he knew that Owen would never reciprocate those feelings. Especially being such a nerdy, average Asian guy. Liam, acting impulsively for maybe the first time in his life, knew he only had a few minutes to act. He quickly rifled through Owen’s gym bag that was sitting on the kitchen counter and found the bottle of pills. There were only 6 left inside. Liam quickly palmed the pills and carefully replaced the bottle. A moment later Owen sauntered back into the room wearing tiny spandex shorts that hugged his thick ass, thighs, and big dick and a tight muscle shirt. “See ya bra! Don’t wait up, I’m gonna hit some clubs after the gym. Once I show Derek the new me, he’s sure to be mine!” As Owen cockily headed down the street, Liam looked at the six blue pills in his hand. Taking a gulp and throwing caution to the wind, Liam swallowed the pills. A wave of fear washed over him. What had he just done? Early the next morning Owen returned after a night of cruising the gay bars in town. Needless to say, a lot of guys appreciated his big, hairy, muscular body. Things at the gym with Derek had been a bust though. Although Derek actually talked to Owen and treated him like an equal for the first time, he also made clear that he wasn’t gay and therefore there was no chance of he and Owen hooking up. As Owen rifled through the kitchen looking for something to eat, he heard a deep grunting sound coming from Liam’s room. Owen smirked to himself “fucking little pansy, probably cumming just thinking about me again”. Owen called out down the hall “hey small fry, you want some eggs?” A minute later a deep bass rumbled from the kitchen doorway, “who you calling small fry, bro?” Owen spun around ready to give Liam shit for speaking to him like that but his eyes bulged at what he saw. There, filling the kitchen doorway, was a massive Asian bodybuilder wearing thick black framed glasses. The dude’s muscles were massive, his heavy pecs hung off him like a shelf supported by a thick muscle gut of cobblestone abs. Thick corded veins snaked across his massive beefy arms and jutted out from his pale skin. You like what you see fag?” the Asian dude smirked cockily as he played with his massive cock through his boxer grey shorts. “L…Liam? It that you?” Owen stammered. “Fuck yeah bra! I decided to become the boyfriend you really deserve, stud” Liam grinned a cocky smile as he played with his gumdrop sized nipple. Shy little Liam was no more, in his place was a big, cocky, Asian douchebag muscle jock. Liam slammed Owen against the kitchen wall, his pecs pressed against Owen’s thick chest, and kissed Owen passionately. As the two hulking bros explored each others mouths with their tongues, Liam grabbed Owen’s cock and started stroking it, their big muscle bellies rubbing against each other. “Oh fuck! Liam…you’re…so…fucking…hot!” Owen moaned as his own dick got rock hard. Liam reached his big paws around Owen back and smacking Owen’s big bubble butt. “I’ve fuckin wanted you for years bra! And now I finally got you!” Liam purred dangerously into Owen’s ear. “Oh fuck” Owen whimpered as he sucked in his breath, “I need that big monster cock of yours inside me stud”. Liam smacked Owen’s big ass again and purred, “that’s just what I wanted to hear bro!”
  3. LionBUff

    HULK SPLASH

    BANG BANG BANG “They would stop shooting at us if your lime green head was full or more than HULK SMASH!” Deadpool and Hulk were forced to team up to investigate an Avengers level threat at a warehouse thought to be empty. Hulk wanted to go with anyone but Deadpool, his least favorite “good guy” of all time, but the other Avengers were out dealing with something else. While they were there inspecting the place, undetected, Deadpool started breaking the fourth wall a little too much. When Hulk asked who he was talking to, he told hulk “you need more than a radioactive pea head to understand what’s going on!” The Hulk lost his temper and started beating up Deadpool… who teased Hulk the entire time. As Hulk was yelling the occupants of the warehouse heard them and ran in with the biggest weapons they could find. Bullets flew at them from every angle, and they ran into a nearby room that used to be a walk-in refrigerator. Hulk’s skin is three times thicker than a bulletproof vest, and Deadpool heals instantly, so t\neither of them were being harmed in the slightest by the bullet shower. However, they couldn't discuss any plans with all of the noise. “It’s true reader. Hulk can’t take a joke. We would be done with the adventure if Hulk Poo would control himself.” “HULK HATE HULK POO” Hulk demanded as he slammed both hands on the wall. “SEE. Hulky poo bear proved my point.” “SHUT UP.” “Look, reader… you… I apologize for this green ape’s grammar. He’s doing his best.” “HULK HATE DEADPOOL! HULK WANT OUT!” “We’ll get out of here when you calm down Hulky poo!” Hulk became bigger, growing by 10o pounds of radioactive muscle bulkier than a bodybuilder. “I know you can’t see it, reader… but Hulk’s bulge is enormous! His bulge is popping out of his body like you wouldn’t believe!” “HULK KNOW HOW TO CALM DOWN NOW! HULK NEED RELEASE! NOW! HULK NEED DEADPOOL ASS MILKING MANY MINI HULKS!” “What,” Deadpool said, turning to Hulk. Hulk's purple tip was rising out of his purple pants. Hulk’s body grew more as his sexual frustration added more stress to his already aggravated body. It wasn’t long before Hulk’s entire rope was swinging up to the air. Hulk was so frustrated that sweat was dripping off of the shaft like a leaky pipe. “Dear good reader you should see the size of this literal fucker! “HULK WANT TO DOMINATE DEADPOOL!” “Don’t worry reader, he's just showing off.” Deadpool laid down on the ground facing down just to aggravate Hulk more. However… Hulk was not kidding about wanting to dominate Deadpool's body. As Deadpool laid down, his ass and the bouncy meat on it looked like a comfortable void surrounded by tropical island fruit waiting to be juiced and eaten. Hulk jumped in the direction of Deadpool and landed with all four limbs on the ground in a plank position directly above Deadpool. His heavy breathing warmed the back of Deadpool's neck. Hulk’s salivating mouth soaked the back of Deadpool’s suit. Hulk assumed that this was going to be a good thing because either Hulk would finally calm down and focus on the mission or he was only trying to scare Deadpool into following his orders and was going to back down any minute. The first option was the one Hulk chose as he ripped through Deadpool’s suit. “I’m not ashamed to tell you, reader… this beast can fuck the life out of anything… except for me of course, because I’m immortal. I’m enjoying this. Hulk is hammering me into the ground like he’s trying to dig a hole to China!” GRUUUH GUUUU GRUUUUUUUUUUUUU GRAAAAAAA AHHHHHHHHHHRRRR HR HR HRRRRRRRRR HRRRRRRRRR HMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMM M M MMMMMMMM GRUUUH GUUUU GRUUUUUUUUUUUUU GRAAAAAAA AHHHHHHHHHHRRRR HR HR HRRRRRRRRR HRRRRRRRRR HMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMM M M MMMMMMMM Hulk threw his waist up and down like an oil drilling rig drilling Deadpool’s body. The wet slapping between the lovers sounded like a crate of fish falling off of a tall building and into the ocean. Hulk’s beefy urns bounced into one continuous blurred motion. Hulk’s animalistic mating was thrusting into and against whatever internal objects were in its way. The paces of Deadpool’s shattered spine were flying out of his mouth like a wood chipper. Deadpool’s body was a cavern of bloody ruins. His ass opening was wider than his head. As Hulk sprung his green cock in and out of Deadpool, Deadpool’s body was getting bigger as Hulk leaked pre. Hulk’s balls were so pent up and frustrated that each squirt of pre would be a normal man’s month of cum. Hulk was dumping his cum like a cow’s udder dumps milk. Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after Squirt after. Deadpool slowly bloated out into a puddle. Most of the cum was unable to escape thanks to Hulk’s girth blocking it in. “HOW DOES IT FEEL TO CARRY HULK BABIE” Hulk screamed “HOW DO YOU LIKE BEING THE MOTHER TO HULK PACK! HULK GONNA MATE TIGHT HOLE LIKE BREEDING BULL!” “LoOOOooo reEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” Deadpool tried to say something to the audience reading about Hulk’s sex session with him but he couldn’t catch his breath. The chemicals in his brain responsible for positive feelings were flowing through his blood almost as thick as the cum overpowering the same blood supply. That… and Hulk’s cock was blocking his airways. GRUUUH GUUUU GRUUUUUUUUUUUUU GRAAAAAAA AHHHHHHHHHHRRRR HR HR HRRRRRRRRR HRRRRRRRRR HMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMM M M MMMMMMMM GRUUUH GUUUU GRUUUUUUUUUUUUU GRAAAAAAA AHHHHHHHHHHRRRR HR HR HRRRRRRRRR HRRRRRRRRR HMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMM M M MMMMMMMM GRUUUH GUUUU GRUUUUUUUUUUUUU GRAAAAAAA AHHHHHHHHHHRRRR HR HR HRRRRRRRRR HRRRRRRRRR HMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMM M M MMMMMMMM GRUUUH GUUUU GRUUUUUUUUUUUUU GRAAAAAAA AHHHHHHHHHHRRRR HR HR HRRRRRRRRR HRRRRRRRRR HMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMM M M MMMMMMMM GRUUUH GUUUU GRUUUUUUUUUUUUU GRAAAAAAA AHHHHHHHHHHRRRR HR HR HRRRRRRRRR HRRRRRRRRR Neither of the lovers said anything for a long time. Hulk continuously moaned like a busted speaker. Deadpool gave up on saying anything. The Hulk’s seamen was filling Deadpool’s blood so much that he could barely focus on the most simple thought. All Deadpool could think about was cum. He could only focus on Hulk breeding him like a cum sponge. Finally…. Huk couldn’t hold back. His gallons of seamen in his urns of seed were boiling over. “HULK SPLASH” He roared and slammed into Deadpool’s body. Hulk’s purple tip was sticking out of Deadpool’s jaw… which Hulk discovered as all of his cum rushed onto the floor. Hulk grabbed Deadpool’s jaw and forced it closed. This closed gaw gripping his tip aroused the nerves up and down his testicles. Hulk was gushing his milk out at a rate of two pints every second. The gooey stew spread out across Deadpool's body. Even Deadpool's bones were soaked in Hulk cum. On a molecular level, Deadpool truly was soaking up Hulk’s seed. Hulk’s sperm were swimming through Deadpool’s genetic coding and changing it to Hulk’s genetic coding. Deadpool’s muscles directly absorbed Hulk’s sweet and salty protein shake. Deadpool’s heart grew to accommodate the masculine transformation as Deadpool literally absorbed Hulk’s strength. Deadpool’s eyes turned bright green. When Hulk finally decided that he had ejaculated as much cum as he had brewed… he pulled his cock out and stood up. Hulk’s enormous log of meat hung there as if Hulk had mated with a tank of yogurt. White droplets rained on the ground below him. The cum soaking his shaft slowly dripped off of him. Hulk stood there, his bulky and meaty chest rose and fell as he admired his partner's beaten up appearance. Hulk admired Deadpool as if it were his first kill of the hunting season. His green bulging muscles tingled as Hulk thought about his true strength as a lovemaking beast.
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