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"Hey roommie, look what I found hidden away under your bed. Why didn't you tell me you wrestled?... What's that - I'm stretching it? It's not my fault, you're a skinny twig!

Sweat glistened off him, making his body shine in the sunlight, as he got closer I could see the veins pulsing in his pumped body.

I was dumbstruck, was he flirting with me? I didn't really know what to do with myself, I fumbled over my words "h-hi, fline, erm, I'm fine" before I finished speaking he was standing toe-to-toe with me, the tip of my nose perfectly in the small crevice between the bottom of his pecs and his upper abs. I naturally take a step back, but a heavy arm weighs down on my shoulder and a huge palm presses on my back, pulling me closer.

I'm frozen to the spot, not sure what to do. Then both his arms are around me and I'm lifted off the floor, "heyheyhey! What are you doi-" the tightening of his massive arms as they pull me into his immense chest cuts my sentence short.

He loves how easily he can intimidate weakling like you. Just standing here, doing nothing, you're already gawking like a deer in headlights. Two foot taller than you, near enough double your weight and completely unparalleled strength compared to you.

He scoops you up and holds you aloft with frightening ease. 8ft of hulking muscles are heaving, trying to calm the growing urges.

The beastly man is trembling, grunting, teeth grinding, he chokes out the word "sorry" before his tongue is shoved down your throat. Thick, warm and painfully forceful, your mouth can barely stretch enough to contain the surprisingly strong tongue. He makes you gag as he reaches deeper, forcing your neck to stretch open wide.

As sudden as he started, he pulls out of your mouth, smiling, growling pleasurably. He ignores your coughing and spluttering, and simply says, "now I'm REALLY sorry" and drops you down to the floor. From this angle, it's impossible not to notice the engorged bulge nearly ripping out of his shorts. Even between the hulking quads the size of your torso, that monstrous bulge is disproportionately big, even for an 8ft hulk.

By some miracle you're still conscious when he pulls your face all the way to the base of his shaft. Your jaw was obliterated, your neck stretched impossibly wide, your stomach burning from being tightly stretched around the protruding bulge. Just as he repeats his "sorry", you black out, saving yourself from the horror and pain of being thrust back and forth like a cheap sextoy.

You are out cold, lost to the world, unable to cope with the brutal use of your body. But the ground shaking roar as he nears climax woke you just enough for you to feel the geyser-like flood of cum expanding your stomach further.