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It was the best story I've really read, I would like to give you some ideas ohh talk about something about the Hulk, of course if you really like it☢️💚😁

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This was an excellent take on the hulk scenario as well as being really romantic and hot too. Your descriptive language is just amazing. I look forward to reading more, hopefully much more, of your work!

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It’s my pleasure as well as yours. A water line broke in the apartment and we’ve been dealing with that. Or I would have given you what I promised. 😜

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Here's a brief extension of the story this time from Jay's perspective. It wasn't originally commissioned but is instead a gift for the person, and its continuation from this point forward depends on whether someone is interested in carrying it forward. If you enjoyed this narrative and wish to see it continue, or if you'd like a custom story of your own, please feel free to contact me on Discord at czechhunter69 or show your support through PayPal at czechhunter69.

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Jay's office was a pressure cooker of emotions, each moment more intense than the last. Anxiety wrapped its gnarled fingers around his mind as he battled the relentless taunts drifting to fucking his husband or the intern down the hall. Since becoming the hulk, weeks ago, his sex drive was literally unstoppable. His body quivered with a sense of urgency, a desperate need to quell the rising tide of horniness that threatened to break the dam, unleashing the beast within him. Strangely, he found a perverse pleasure in this torturous tension, savoring the heat coursing through his veins, which turned his shirt into a damp second skin. Pulsing veins beneath his clammy flesh throbbed in rhythm with his racing heart, slowly pushing him towards the edge. His muscles felt like coals burning, ready to burst into flames at any moment. But now, there was only one singular goal in Jay's mind—to cum and soon. His erection strained against the fabric of his pants, straining against the left thigh, a demanding presence yearning for release. It was as if he dared the world to see, to acknowledge the virility that surged within him and down half his thigh. There wasn’t any hiding the log crawling down his leg 6”. The idea of waiting until Alex departed grew into a maddening frustration, a tempest that threatened to unleash his destructive might upon the laboratory. He craved transformation; he needed release, and he needed it now. The plastic mouse groaned under the force of his grip, and keyboard keys were pounded with each keystroke. His hand felt like a colossal baseball mitt, powerful and impatient. Alex's lethargic pace only added fuel to his smoldering impatience, pushing him closer to the edge. It culminated in a furious outburst, his fist crashing down upon the table with a guttural growl of exasperation. The hulk simmered just beneath the surface, a coiled spring ready to uncoil.

What he already bigger? Undoubtedly.

Jay's body quivered with tension, every sinew strained to its limits as he stood and walked to the door. The office air seemed to close in on him, pressing down with relentless weight, and the scent of his own sweat hung heavy in his nostrils. With each step towards the office door, he could feel beads of perspiration trickling down the small of his back, chilling his spine. His movements were almost robotic, a desperate attempt to appear natural, to mask the turmoil that raged within. The doorknob, once feeble and cheap, now bore the indelible imprints of his powerful grip. It was a testament to the incredible restraint he exerted, the sheer force required to stop himself from ripping the door off its hinges in his heightened state of arousal and anxiety. His need to escape his office was all-consuming, a maddening urgency that gripped him by the core. It was as if the very walls were closing in on him, mocking his predicament. His heart pounded in his chest like a wild beast, the rhythm of his pulse syncing with the pulsating veins beneath his skin. With each step he took towards the exit, his resolve solidified. He walked with an air of sternness, his jaw set in determination, yet beneath that facade lurked the burgeoning physicality that threatened to burst forth at any moment. His body felt like a coiled spring, ready to unleash its energy in a torrent of raw power.

 

His singular desire burned within him—to pin Alex down on the table, to surrender to the hulks desire that coursed through his veins, and to unleash his transformed self upon the young man. Something he had already done to his husband. Visions of tearing Alex's pants off and ravaging him with unbridled passion danced in his mind, like an untouched field awaiting the plow. The anticipation was both agonizing and exhilarating, and it added to the intensity of his struggle to maintain control. However, before he could succumb to these overpowering desires, he knew he had to flee. It was a race against time, a desperate bid to escape the clutches of complete loss of control. At this point, Alex's survival depended on it, and the weight of that responsibility bore down on Jay's shoulders like a yoke even the hulk wasn’t strong enough to hold. He had to get home. At least if it was his husband, he wouldn’t feel so bad about man handling him. James, though terrified, knew how often he needed to be taken care of, and how to well to listen.

Finally, Jay reached the exit to the building, his heart pounding like a relentless drum in his chest. His words came out broken and guttural, sounding more like the primal growls of a beast than coherent speech, but he had to convey the urgency. He had to get out of there before the hulk within him took over completely and he lost control. The mere thought of what he might do to the college boy, if he allowed the transformation to take hold, sent shivers down his spine. It was a dangerous desire that lurked in the depths of his mind, an insatiable hunger that threatened to consume him. Outside, the storm raged on, mirroring the tempestuous chaos that brewed within him. Rain lashed against the windows, thunder rolled ominously, and lightning sliced through the darkened sky. With grim determination etched on his face, Jay stepped out into the maelstrom, his body immediately drenched by the deluge of raindrops. He hurried towards his car, making a quick decision to remove his shirt. He knew it was a small sacrifice to minimize the risk of ruining yet another shirt. His physique was already incredibly chiseled, his muscles straining against the fabric of his shirt, demanding room to flex and expand before he removed it. His pecs had forced the material to stretch, while his abdomen displayed a rippling showcase of bulging abs, veins crawling across the landscape of his body like tributaries leading to the promised land. His legs, powerful and thick, strained against the confines of his pants. He could feel the fabric stretching and pulling, unable to contain the sheer mass of his muscles. It was as if they were demanding more room to grow, to expand beyond their current bounds. Jay yearned for it, the sensation of his body growing larger, more powerful.

The pouring rain slicked his skin, accentuating every contour of his muscular frame. Fumbling for his keys, his fingers seemed too clumsy for the task, and for a brief, maddening moment, they betrayed him as they let the keys slip to the ground. The metallic jangle as they dangled from his grasp taunted him, a reminder of his own growing frustration.

An eruption of rage escaped his lips as he bellowed, a primal sound that matched the storm's fury. He unleashed a powerful punch that shattered the tempered glass of the driver's door window, the shards tinkling and clattering as they fell. It was a brief release of pent-up frustration, a reminder of the hulking power that simmered just beneath the surface.

Deep down, he understood the urgency of regaining control. He knew that the consequences would be catastrophic if he allowed the hulk to fully take over without a play thing like his husband to fuck senseless. The blaring wail of his car alarm joined the cacophony of the storm, a discordant symphony of chaos and fury as he forcefully kicked the vehicle, causing it to skid a foot away from him. It was a physical manifestation of his struggle, a battle against the relentless beast within him that threatened to destroy everything in its path of its needs weren’t met.


He tapped the button on his fob, shutting it off, but also shattering the device in his palm. His inner hulk smiled. In another fit of rage he kicked his door, pressing the heel of his into it like it was nothing. The car practically jumped back. This is what the hulk does, it turns simple frustrations into violent reactions and it included being sexually frustrated - something he desperately needed to solve before the hulk did it for him. As the wind intensified and a bolt of lightning struck a nearby tree, effectively sealing off the building's parking lot entrance. A devilish smile crept across his face as he watched the tree creak and slowly fall over the driveway’s main entrance, as if it were a fated encounter for that enticing twink of an intern to worship his burgeoning muscular physique as it expanded, even now. Colin deserved this, it’s how promotions happen after all.  In a brief second of clarity, he fought once more against the transformation, already trying the one thing he knew would calm it down.  Jay slid his hands down into his pants, seeking to adjust his engorged cock that craved immediate attention. The moment his hand grazed the skin it sent his eyes rolling with a devilish smile on his face - the hulk was coming out. He unbuttoned his pants and began to peel the wet denim down his legs.

His heart pounded with unbridled excitement, and his eyes were fixed on Colin from outside the building, cleaning away inside unaware of shear danger he was in. God, how he wanted to just take one step closer - but even that would be all it took for him to loose control. Jay began to take off his pants off because he was growing, and rather quickly at that.  In the midst of the thunderous storm, Jay's transformation into the hulk reached its awe-inspiring zenith. Jay's craving for Colin burned within him as he reveled in the transformation. His muscles, once human, were now monstrously massive, green, and godlike. With every flex of his pecs and biceps, he appreciated the surge of power coursing through him. His virile form demanded attention, and as he admired himself, he knew Colin would be captivated.

The overpowering presence of a 15ft, 2-ton muscle beast was enough to strike fear into anyone's heart. Colin would learn, just as James had before- Resistance was futile when confronted by such an imposing and insatiable force. He could pick his husband up with ease, and Colin would be the same. Colin give in to the same irresistible allure, and soon both men would be ensnared by Jay's overpowering dominance, unable to deny his desires. There would be no escape for them, and Jay would get what he wanted.

The thought certainly crossed his mind smash his way inside the lab to fuck the shit out of Colin before the kid even knew what was going on. He laughed enjoying the look of shock the guys face would certainly have.

The sheer size and power of his hulk-like physique made him invincible, an unstoppable man. His chest expanded like a fortress, every breath filling the air with a mix of exhilaration and primal might. He could feel the muscles of his abdomen, a chiseled landscape of bulging abs, tightening with each movement. A man like this at 6ft was nearly irrestible and at this size, Colin wouldn’t be able to resist. He couldn’t even out-run Jay at this point. Not if he knew what was good for his continued existence. He shook the thought off leaning against one car, stroking his cock vigorously at just the thought of plowing his intern, just the idea that he was in control and Collin would…. He came, spurt after spurt of white viscus goo. More so than he ever had as a normal man, and more than he had as a hulk. Then again, it was only his sixth  transformation since completing his project - something his managers wouldn’t find out.

As he basked in the glory of his godlike muscles, Jay's desire for Colin intensified and he still craved the real thing even more. The thought of sharing his transformation with someone so captivating, so alluring, it sent a thrill of excitement through him. Jay had a tantalizing idea in mind – the prospect of transforming Colin into a hulk like himself. He envisioned Colin as a true titan, a Goliath of immense power. The idea of having such a formidable partner, rather than the little weak bitches Colin and James currently were, stirred a fervent desire within him. The other cars around him, weren’t going to be there long. His arms, thick as ancient tree trunks, flexed with a might that uprooted those cars, throwing them out of the lot. The thoughts concerning Colin were as violent as they were erotic. Colin pinned to the tables, face down and ass out being railed by a green muscle giant illuminated with each flash of lightning. Jay envisioned Colin looking up at him with a mix of awe and desire, completely enthralled by the towering hulk before him, running his hands over each abs, struggling to grab his pecs, much less dent his rock hard skin.

The hulk, wanted more. It wanted a challenge and James wasn’t exactly here to force the transformation on him. Colin would be the next choice.

Jay's hands, still massive and formidable, craved to feel Colin's supple skin, to explore every inch of the little mans body. His fingers, thicker and stronger than ever, yearned to trail along Colin's skin, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. The power coursing through Jay's veins only amplified his longing for Colin. He imagined the young intern yielding to his might, surrendering to the irresistible allure of the hulk. The mere thought of Colin succumbing to him, of being fuck, hearing that young sexy man moaning because of him sent a surge of excitement through his still massive body. He had to calm down, if only so he could run the same experiment on Colin so he could have someone to fuck without killing him. Jay needed this and calming down to complete Colins transformation was going to be the only driving force tonight.

As he calmed down in the rain he began to shrink down, it wasn’t quickly but it was sexy for him to really look at his fucking massive arms shrinking - at this point probably being 23” round. That’s when he noticed his normal colored cock still hard as he looked inside - Colin bending over to pick up god know what now. Jay couldn't help himself and gave in to the urge to jerk off until he climaxed again. It didn't take much, but the fear of transforming into the hulk again loomed over him. If that happened, he knew he wouldn't be able to stop himself. Colin would be his to enjoy before the end of his night.

As the rain intensified yet again, Jay gathered his soaking wet clothes from the ground, a sense of pride washing over him as he surveyed the damage caused by his hulking transformation. Struggling to put on his clothes, he couldn't help but notice how tight his shirt felt around his bulging pecs and biceps. The button on his pants refused to close, but he didn't mind the disheveled appearance. He was human again, and that was what mattered.

Approaching the building's door, Jay noticed the tremble in his hands, a telltale sign that the hulk was still lurking just beneath the surface, barely restrained. With a deep breath, he pressed his wallet against the pad, unlocking the door and pulling it open against the pressure from inside the building. It was as if the hulk was trying to break free once more, but Jay managed to maintain control and step inside, practically pulling the door closed behind him.

Once inside, Jay knew he had to play it cool, even though he was struggling with overwhelming horniness and the effort to contain the hulk within him. It was a delicate balancing act, trying to maintain composure while fighting against his primal desires and the sheer power that threatened to burst forth. The battle between his human self and the hulk was Jay's greatest challenge, one that required immense self-control and inner strength. A battle he had already lost once.

"Looks like we're stuck here together," Jay remarked, noticing the slight jump in Colin's reaction. Despite trying to remain calm, Jay couldn't deny the dryness in his mouth and the quickening of his heart. Colin's presence seemed to have a potent effect on him. Jay couldn't help but catch the alluring scent that emanated from Colin – a combination of sweat, the long-failed deodorant, and a subtle hint of cologne that was barely noticeable. It was a heady mix of testosterone and musk that only served to heighten Jay's desires.

As they both paused to listen to the intensifying storm outside, Jay could feel the electricity in the air, matching the charged atmosphere between them. The proximity to Colin was intoxicating, stirring something deep within him. "You don't have to keep cleaning, and you might as well get comfortable," Jay suggested, climbing up onto a table to lay down. He couldn't help but notice the way Colin's gaze kept briefly wandering towards him, checking him out. Jay seized the opportunity, flexing his still athletic body and adjusting his wet clothes, just to watch Colin's eyes practically drool over him.

Jay felt a mix of excitement and vulnerability. He yearned to be close to Colin. He wanted Colin to see the man he truly was – both the powerful hulk and the man James fell in love with. He knew that their time together in this confined space could be a turning point, but for now he’d play along.

They chatted, and Jay couldn’t resist being a bit devilish, purposely adjusting his wet shirt on his arms as he gently flexed or letting it hang on his chest just so. At one point, he even lay down, strategically showcasing the treasure trail that hadn’t been this wet since the first time he transformed into the hulk coating his hair in thick globs of cum. The goal was to keep Colin’s eyes on him, to leave him stumbling for words, because Jay knew exactly how hot he must look to Colin.

As the conversation flowed, Jay could feel the electricity in the air, an unspoken tension building between them. One that was far too close to erupting. He relished the way Colin’s gaze lingered on him, the desire in those eyes evident as he blabbered on about college and his dream to work in this lab.

With each playful gesture and suggestive move, Jay was fully aware of the effect he was having on Colin. He took delight in the way Colin’s voice occasionally faltered, the subtle signs of attraction that couldn’t be hidden. Jay’s confidence soared, knowing he had Colin’s full attention, and he was determined to keep it. That’s when Jay had a clever idea to divert the conversation towards his experimentation with muscle growth. He didn’t want to reveal the full extent of his hulking abilities to Colin just yet, but he could hint at the changes he had noticed in his physique. Jay talked about how his arms had become noticeably thicker recently and how his abs were becoming more defined. He mentioned how his voice had deepened and how he was more aggressive in bed. It piqued Colin’s interest.

Jay couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement. The thought of his own transformation and the potential for even greater strength was like worshiping his own puny, weak body in its current form. Just talking about how big he was already was causing him to ooze pre with semi hard cock. He knew that if he kept up with his experiment talk, he wouldn’t remain weak for long, but Colin would. And he needed another hulk, if only so he could fuck a man without killing him.

With a devilish glint in his eye, Jay continued to share some of the details of his muscle growth journey and how it improved everything he experienced. The thrill of the secret, the anticipation of what was to come, added an intoxicating edge to the conversation. Jay could sense the curiosity and intrigue in Colin’s eyes. The thought of becoming more powerful and sculpting his body to new heights was a tempting prospect - as Jay framed the procedure in the simplest of terms.

Jay was far too excited now that Colin was willing to undergo the experiment.  It made him jump off the counter and encourage Colin to follow him to the lab, if only to prevent him from turning right there and becoming a green Goliath.

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As Jay fumbled once more to reach the actual lab and his key, the combined pressure of the situation and the intense conversation threatened to push him over the edge, but Jay remained focused, his mind single-mindedly set on one goal - to inject Colin with the serum and apply the gamma rays exactly as he had done to himself.

Colin seemed oblivious to the door nearly coming off its hinges as Jay entered the lab, but it was clear some anxiety was setting in. It was probably the storm though. Jays words were barbaric, barely coherent sentences filled with demand and anger, instructing Colin to stand against the wall. Without hesitation, Jay jabbed the serum into Colin's arm. The young man looked scared, but Jay's determination outweighed any concern for Colin's well-being at that moment. He needed this. He needed to fuck and without any restraint. He needed to be fucked and with Collin as the hulk - it would be as aggressive as he needed.

As the serum coursed through Colin's veins, Jay held his breath, anticipation and apprehension gripping him. The atmosphere in the lab was charged with a mix of excitement and uncertainty as Jay sent the first burst of gamma rays through the room. The seconds felt like an eternity as Jay watched Colin, waiting for any sign of the transformation taking effect. As the experiment reached its conclusion, the transformation began with astounding speed. Colin's cry of "aahhhh" echoed in the lab as his voice deepened into a growl. Veins darkened, snaking their way across his skin as he held his hands up, palms facing him, witnessing the rapid thickening of his arms and overall physique. It was an exhilarating sight to behold.

 

With each passing moment, Colin's body underwent a remarkable metamorphosis. Grunts of effort accompanied his stumbling steps forward, his back and chest expanding, causing rips to form in his shirt, which soon proved unable to contain his growing green might. In a matter of seconds, the fabric succumbed to the burgeoning power, leaving Colin shirtless and fully exposed to his own magnificent transformation. Jay couldn't help but revel in the blessed moment, thankful he had resisted the temptation long enough to witness Colin's journey into becoming the hulk. Jay couldn't help but feel a mix of awe and pride as he watched Colin become what he had desired, the little voice about how dangerous it was fading away quicker than ever before. It was a surreal moment, witnessing the birth of another hulk, someone who would now share in Jay's extraordinary power. Jay's heart pounded with anticipation, his own transformation beginning, eager to see what Colin would do with his newfound might, and how well he could fuck.

As the lab filled with the echoes of Colin's transformation, Jay approached Colin who was quickly giving into the intoxicating rage. Jay slipped an arm around Colin’s waist, and another grabbing the interns tricep like it was a climbing hold on a mountain, before beginning to kiss and lick every body part in reach as his transformation took hold. He did it, he created a second hulk - and now to enjoy his prize and destroy the lab. It didn’t take much to excite Colin as the hulk, and he couldn’t help but make the situation worse as they began to wrestle while beating equipement, each other, and even throwing each other through a wall or two. Pinning Colin as a 15ft muscle giant against a table and railing Colin like he deserved. Like they both deserved.

After three climaxes, it wasn't only the lab that lay in ruins; the entire complex had been ravaged, cars smashed, trees ripped up, and not a thing left standing. With both men consumed by insatiable desire, nothing could deter them, even as they were ultimately driven outside by their own destruction while the storm raged at its fiercest. Jay relished the spectacle as Colin embraced his inner beast, effortlessly hoisting cars overhead and emitting primal roars that echoed through the air. Jay couldn't help but be captivated by the display, his eyes fixated on Colin's colossal arms adorned with pulsating veins. What had once been a struggle was now executed with seamless might.

As Colin's turbulent transformation subsided, he succumbed to exhaustion, his naked form sprawled amidst the ongoing storm. Jay, his hulking form now diminished, carefully gathered the unconscious man, cradling him gently in his powerful arms. A sense of responsibility coursed through Jay's thoughts as he traversed city blocks with each superhuman leap, an unrelenting fear of mishandling Colin ever-present. Upon landing with a resounding thud, Colin found himself ensconced between the bulging mounds of Jay's chest, a living testament to the colossal strength that had just carried him. Jay navigated to his dwelling, his stature retreating from towering green enormity to a still-impressive 6 feet 9 inches of sinew and definition.

As Jay entered his home, he gingerly placed Colin onto the couch, a mixture of longing and fatigue washing over him. His gaze lingered on Colin's form, a testament to their shared intensity, as an overwhelming desire to awaken Colin and relive their fervent connection surged within him.

Yet, weariness gnawed at Jay's resolve, his body echoing Colin's exhaustion. The dichotomy of sensations - an insatiable urge and the beckoning call of slumber - tugged at Jay's consciousness. Jay carefully arranged Colin on the couch, tucking a blanket over him. He then proceeded down the hallway to his bedroom, where he pushed open the door to find his slender husband, still rousing from sleep, and even now, naked and exhausted he wanted fuck his husband. Something about that man would always turn him on.

"Hey, honey... Oh, you okay? I..." James’s words wavered, a clear undertone of concern stemming from the lingering possibility of Jay's transformation. This worry was not unfounded, given their history. Even in the shadows of doorway, James could tell it wasn’t entirely his husband there but somewhere between hulk and human. His stomach dropped.

A fond smile graced Jay's lips as he stepped into the room, his hulking alter ego less dormant. "Hey, babe, all good. Just winding down," he reassured, recognizing his husband's apprehension. "Your hulk master could use a bit of... personal time, if you catch my drift," he added with a playful chuckle.

Jay's husband had come to understand the dynamics between them swiftly, surrendering to Jay's dominant presence. Amidst the echoes of their shared excitement, Jay's words conveyed an unspoken command, a choice that, in this intimate space, seemed to be no choice at all. Jay eased himself onto the bed, his thoughts momentarily touching on the possibility of another hulking episode. However, his desires quickly overtook any lingering worries. He leaned in, capturing his man's lips in a fervent kiss, a primal growl escaping his throat as their passion ignited.

"Uhhh...," he exhaled, the sound a blend of longing and intensity. "You've survived worse than tonight,” he playfully reminded, a chuckle escaping him as the weight of their shared experiences hung in the air.

With a deft movement, Jay lift his husband to straddle his still powerful form, and as their bodies met, it was as if the mattress yielded to Jay’s slowly increasing weight. The connection between them crackled with electric intensity. Jay's muscles, still pulsating with remnants of his hulk form, seemed to invite his husband's touch. The sensation of skilled hands working their magic created a symphony of pleasure, each caress and kiss driving their shared energy higher, propelling them both toward a climax as inevitable as the storm outside.

Jay's fervor mirrored his unrestrained passion, pushing him closer to the brink with each passing moment. His husband's touch, masterfully dancing on the canvas of his skin, hastened his release, a flood of sensations building to an explosion of ecstasy. At the zenith of the moment, Jay's grip tightened, and a growl of fulfillment escaped him as he found release. Their shared satisfaction seemed to reverberate through the room, harmonizing with the echoes of the storm outside.

As Jay looked into his husband's eyes, a mixture of adoration and shared understanding passed between them. In the midst of the raging storm, they found solace in each other, their connection a sanctuary amidst the chaos.

James exhaled a relieved breath, the burden of his constant vigilance palpable. The hulk, once a captivating allure of bulging muscles, had transformed into an unsettling presence. It was a potential source of upheaval and destruction that loomed over their lives, a reminder that Jay's very essence had become intertwined with an uncontrollable power. A single misstep, a misunderstood word, could set off a chain reaction of consequences that reverberated through their lives.

Jay's transformation was a gateway to an alternate realm, where his urges roamed free, and civilized boundaries dissolved in the face of feral instincts. He was both beast and lover, an embodiment of raw sensuality that transcended verbal communication. This experience left an indelible mark, a potent blend of power, passion, and untamed release that consumed them both in a torrent of primal fervor.

"I... uh... made another hulk tonight," Jay confessed to his husband. His words carried a mixture of excitement and something darker. "He's crashed out on the other couch, and let me tell you, he can handle all of this," Jay boasted, his voice filled with pride and a hint of possessiveness. "I'm not saying you need to become like me, babe," Jay added quickly, his tone softening. "But sometimes, daddy's got to let the beast in his pants run wild, and it's good to have someone who can match that hunger, I don’t want to hurt you.” he concluded with a mischievous grin.

"Why did you bring him here?" His husband's voice was laced with concern. His apprehension and fear painted across his face were undeniable, as he considered the prospect of being pleasured and fucked by two imposing green masses of muscle, a threat to be ravished from both ends. He had to escape, but Jay's vow hung over him like a dark cloud. He knew, even before Jay's transformation into the hulk, that crossing Jay was never a wise choice.

"We... uh... had some fun on the way here," Jay replied nonchalantly, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes despite the chaos. "He might be a bit disoriented, but don't worry, babe, he's like me now," Jay added, his tone carrying a possessive edge that effectively quelled any further questions. "And you can take care of us both."

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