i loveeeeeee huge scary cocks bigger than your body covered in spikes and piercings that look like they'll tear your insides to shreds (assuming they fit (they will)) there should be more of those i think
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Subby wolfgirl with an already huge cock being forced to do no nut November by all the dominant ones. And when they see how full her balls have gotten, how leaky her cock is, and how big it's gotten, they decide to push it another month. And then another. And another. Six more months pass and the poor girl can't even move, her balls are so full and her cock is constantly hard. Her precum is enough to swell most bellies, and the entire group is trying to figure out how to get her to cum, because the mess she's making by just existing is getting way out of hand.
The "problem" is that at that point it's far too late. Sure, getting her to cum would help alleviate the pressure, but at that level of buildup all that size isn't just gonna go away, for better or worse that wolfgirl's kinda stuck like that. Her balls are massive and will refill if given time, her cock is fat and leaky, and she cums like a geyser. If it's to the point she can't move around on her own, why not see how big she can REALLY get since she isn't gonna be getting much smaller :3 Turn that subby wolfgirl into a renowned fountain! Tell her she's a very good girl and watch her take off <3
Saman is a smalltime streamer looking to grow (his viewership). A new ARG gives his chat some surprising powers.
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Saman sat down in front of his computer and fired up the usual programs he used when streaming. He took a quick glance at the window on the side that showed him what his webcam was seeing. It was always strange seeing himself on his own monitor, but he had mostly gotten used to it.
Saman used the webcam stream like a mirror and made sure he looked good for his fans in the chat. The video framed his upper body nicely. His t-shirt clung to his lean, lithe body, accentuating his slender build and firm pecs, and the white of his shirt contrasted nicely against his dark skin. His curly hair hung low enough in his face that he had to pull it aside to keep it out of his eyes, but with that little detail dealt with, everything looked good. The stream seemed to be picking up his current game, and the webcam feed was neatly tucked away in a smaller window in the bottom right of the stream.
It didnât take long for the first few audience members to trickle in. Saman saw the alerts and immediately smiled and waved into the webcam.
âHey guys. Welcome to todayâs stream. Iâm just wrapping up some dailies, but I was hoping to start a new game today. If you have any requests, Iâm all ears,â he said.
The recommendations began to flood in as more and more people joined the chat. Saman was a little surprised. He was not what he would consider a Big Name in the biz. He had a small handful of regulars and occasionally, when he was streaming whatever the hot, new game was at the time, heâd get a few new people to wander in, but this seemed like a lot. He wasnât even playing one of the popular games.
âOh, wow. Heâs cute!â one of the new arrivals typed.
âYeah. The thumbnail doesnât do him justice,â another typed.
âI wonder if heâd be down to⊠you knowâŠâ another said.
âThanks for the compliments, but⊠I dunno what you are thinking, but there are rules on how much skin I can show on screen,â Saman said with a nervous chuckle. His face was turning slightly darker as the blood rushed to his cheeks. However, the chat was quick to change the subject.
âHave you tried the new ARG?â one of the new people typed.
âARG? As in, Augmented Reality? Iâm not sure that would be good for a stream. After all, those typically have elements outside the game itself,â Saman said.
âYeah, but the new one has chat features. Everyone here can chime in,â the person said.
âHuh⊠well⊠Iâm curious. Whatâs it called, and whatâs it about?â Saman asked.
âHypertropic,â the person typed.
âHuh⊠not heard that one⊠letâs see if I can find it on Steam or something,â Saman said, but before he could even open the storefront, he got an alert from the stream. He had been sent a gift!
Saman clicked the notification, and a message popped up alerting him that one of the new audience members had sent him an access key. He clicked the link to claim the key and was led to another page that laid out the basics of the program he was seeking to download.
Saman scanned the info sheet. It looked like the program itself wasnât so much a game as it was a stat editor. There were some basic parameters like height, weight, and muscle mass. There was even a chest slider as well as a few other sliders for things like butt and bulge and even penis and ball size. Samanâs already flushed face burned even darker. He quickly checked the boxes next to those sliders that said âhideâ.
As he clicked the accept button, a small pop up showed on his screen. âYou have selected to hide changes. The subject will be unaware of any edits made to these parameters,â it read.
Saman scratched his head at this. The wording was vague. He wasnât sure what it meant by âthe subjectâ or why said subject would be aware of registry edits in the first place. Whatever the case, he didnât feel like it applied to him, and he had a bustling chat waiting on him to finish. He clicked the accept button which caused the program to promptly shut down.
Samanâs screen went black for a moment. It was only a second, but when his monitor flashed back to life, he had this strange feeling that something had happened â something major, but he wasnât sure what. All he knew was that he had a window open a second ago that wasnât there now.
âRight. Be thinking of any games youâd like to see. Iâve got a list up on my About page that shows which ones I have but have not started yet,â Saman said to the chat.
âARG?â one of the people in the chat typed.
âI donât have any of those,â Saman replied.
âWait⊠do you think he set the changes to hidden?â one person asked.
âIt sure looks that way. I can still see his stats on my window,â another said.
âBut he canât tell what weâre changing?â another asked.
Saman glanced at the chat. He could see the words. He could maybe even read the words, but he couldnât comprehend the words. He had this haze on his brain as he looked at some of the words in the sentences. The letters didnât register as concepts.
âDo you think he set theâŠâ
âI can still see the ⊠on my windowâ
âCanât he tell what weâreâŠâ
As Saman tried to clear his head, a chime rang out from his chat denoting that a poll had begun. He could see that there were several options, but he couldnât see what the options were. It was odd that they would hide a poll from the streamer, but perhaps it was a new feature. Perhaps they wanted it to be a surprise. Perhaps they didnât want the streamer to be able to sway the vote. Whatever the case, it was out of his hands.
Another chime from the chat. Saman glanced over and saw the results from the poll. The overwhelming majority of votes were for âchestâ, but he had no idea what that was referring to. None of the games he had on his list had anything to do with chests.
âHave you all decided on which game we are doing next?â Saman asked.
The chat was abuzz, but none of them seemed to be suggesting a game. They were all spamming â+1â. Saman cocked an eyebrow questioningly. Was this a new meme? Was this the next âF in chatâ? Whatever the case, it didnât seem directly related to his question, so he went back to wrapping up his daily quests. However, as he tried to focus on his game, he started to feel his shirt digging into his chest.
Saman winced as he felt the fabric clinging to his torso. He had picked a shirt that was a bit tight to showcase his pecs, but for some reason, his shirt was now so tight that it practically hurt.
Saman glanced down at his chest and gasped at what he saw. His pecs had grown! Or⊠were they pecs? The realization that his chest was larger than before hit his brain and then immediately dispersed. Instead of worrying about the change, he found himself admiring how round and shapely his tits looked.
They were tits. Of course they were tits.
Saman had a slight bit of muscle to him, but the sculpted mounds on his chest were mostly fat and mammary glands. It wasnât impossible for guys to have breasts like this. It was rare â especially for a guy to have a set of big naturals like these, but he was hardly unique in this regard. Still, the chat seemed to be going wild over them.
âDude! Look at his rack!â
âWoah! Heâs got jugs!â
âThose are nice!â
âBigger! Letâs make them bigger!â
âLose the shirt!â
âYeah! Strip! Strip!â
Saman rolled his eyes and smirked at the chat. âOk. Ok. Calm down. I know they are nice, but itâs against the rules to show tits on stream,â Saman said.
âOnly for girls!â one viewer said.
âYeah. Itâs fine for guys!â another said.
âStill not doing it,â Saman replied with a laugh.
This response was met with a lot of flack from the chat. There were plenty of âboo!âs or âawwwâs, but what really caught Samanâs attention was the flurry of â+1âs.
Saman once more cocked an eyebrow questioningly at this, but his look of curiosity quickly gave way to a wince of pain. His shirt hurt. How was it so tight? Why was it so tight? How had he even gotten into the damn thing? It didnât make sense!
Saman let out a groan of discomfort which gave way to a grunt of pain which gave way to a sigh of relief as the front of his shirt split open from the force of the swelling mass contained within. In an instant, Samanâs shirt shredded, and his massive tits flopped loose.
Saman stared in shock at his own huge rack. Was it always this huge? Of course it was, but he shouldnât be showing them off. It wasnât that kind of stream!
Saman wrapped his arms around his huge jugs and pulled them close to his chest. The soft masses squished in his grasp and spilled over his arms. He was still indecent, but at least the nips were covered.
âHey, guys. I think weâre having some technical difficulties. Iâll be right back,â Saman said.
âActually⊠give me a secâŠâ one of the users typed.
Saman was about to get up to grab a new shirt, but before he left, he caught a glimpse of something that made him pause. That last userâs name briefly turned green before reverting back to the default black. That was odd. Green usually denotes an admin, and Saman did not have any mods other than himself in the chat. Was this guy a site admin? However, before Saman could think about it too long, he received a new pop up on his screen.
âNew TOS update. Showing skin is not only allowed but encouraged.â
Saman chuckled to himself as he saw this. That was cute, but that didnât mean he should just whip his tits out for his audience. However, even as he thought this, he could see another poll quickly getting tallied. When the poll finished, there was a tie for first place. The two winners were âexhibitionistâ and âhornyâ.
âOk⊠Thatâs a new oneâŠâ Saman said as he read the poll results. However, before he could ask the chat what they were voting for, the memory of seeing the poll faded from his mind. He shook his head trying to clear the fog from his brain and remember what it was he had just seen, but by the time he had shaken the cobwebs, the poll had fully vanished and the chat was once more spamming â+1â.
Samanâs arms were getting tired. Holding his huge rack was exhausting, and it was also unnecessary. It wasnât like he was shy about his tits. After all, the audience knew about them when they came in. Samanâs enormous tits were probably why most of the audience had decided to tune in, and if youâve got âem, flaunt âem.
âOk. Fine, fine. You win,â Saman said with a laugh.
He got up from his seat and let out a sigh of relief as he let go of his hefty rack and let his enormous tits swing free for his adoring audience. Samanâs arms were so tired by this point that he was glad to no longer be hefting his jugs, and judging by the spam of fire emojis erupting from his chat, it seemed like his audience was glad to see him letting the boys out as well.
Saman took a moment to admire his large, full breasts. Either tit was the size of a basketball. They felt so soft and heavy in his hands that he couldnât stop himself from squeezing and groping them in front of everyone on stream.
This was lewd. This was stupid. This was hot as hell!
Some part in the back of his mind was telling him to cover up. This surely would not be allowed. Even if he could make the argument that letting his tits out was fine, surely playing with them on stream was a no-no⊠and yet⊠the chat was erupting in cheers. Plenty of him were calling for him to go all in â or all âoutâ as it were.
Well⊠no sense edging them any longer at this point. He already had his tits out. Why not go the Full Monty?
He let go of his tits, allowing them to swing heavily from the front of his chest once more. They felt so full⊠so huge⊠so heavy, but they had always been heavy, right? They had been this large for ages, right? Whatever the case, he had other matters to attend to.
Saman hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts and shimmied them down his thighs. His already rock hard, pre-dribbling cock spilled into view. The chat erupted into cheers once more. A stream of eggplant emojis flew forth from the chat, but most people seemed to still be focused on his tits, and could you blame them? Samanâs cock was so average, but his rack was enormous!
Saman once more began to grab and grope his massive tits. Saman couldnât believe he was doing this in front of a live audience, and yet⊠this couldnât have been the first time. His stream was flagged adult. Only those who wanted to see this could even get here. He had a reputation of putting on a show for his fans, and he intended to live up to the hype⊠and the fact that teasing his swelling tits felt so good was just a bonus.
Saman balked for a second. Swelling? What was that about swelling?
He glanced down at his massive jugs. Itâs a good thing that they werenât swelling. Either one was the size of a prize pumpkin. They were so huge that he could barely wrap his arms around them. If he let go of them, they would hang so low that they would completely cover his cock!
Another chime. Another poll. Saman glanced over just in time to see the results. âCock and Ballsâ. Almost immediately the chat devolved into a spam of â+1âs.
Saman rolled his eyes at this. âI get it. You all love my cock. I mean, itâs big, but nowhere near as impressive as my rack, right?â He said with a laugh. As he said this, he tried to shift so that the cam could get a good look at his cock and balls. His puffy head of his rigid shaft was buried into the soft, supple flesh of his tits making it hard to see just how huge his cock really was, but judging by how thick it was, it had to be huge. His cock was thicker than his neck. His nuts were each the size of soccer balls.
Another chime. Another poll. This was a simple Yes or No prompt, and the question was just âpaizuriâ? The votes were overwhelmingly in favor of Yes.
Saman laughed and flashed a playful wink for his audience. You really want to see that? I mean. I guess itâs not hard for me to do it to myself,â he said. As he did so he adjusted his grip on his jugs, letting them swing to the side and reveal his enormous cock which now stood rock hard directly between his massive tits. His cock was now nearly as thick as his waist. His massive, pumpkin-sized stones hung heavily in their sack. The head of his cock nearly slapped him in the face. In fact, had his cleavage not been shoving his dick slightly forward, the tip of his dick would have been smearing pre across his chin.
Saman squeezed his arms around his fat tits. They were so huge that he couldnât even wrap his arms all the way around them. The best he could do was grab the sides and press them together, but that was enough. He let the motion of his hips handle the rest.
As Saman rocked his hips, his massive cock slid back and forth between his enormous tits. It felt so good. His soft, supple, heavy tits squeezed tightly around his massive cock. He couldnât believe he had never tried this before. After all, he had had these tits and this massive cock for ages now, right?
But as he tried to recall, the memories were hazy and disjointed. He felt like his brain was buffering. He felt like his memories were slowly loading in.
Of course he had done this before. He did it often â especially while on stream like this. His chat loved it!
Another chime. Another poll. Another chime. Another poll. They were coming fast.
âIncrease pre? Y/Nâ Yes!
âIncrease horniness?â Yes!â
âAdd milk?â Yes!!
As Saman continued to grab and grip his tits, he could feel the flow of pre ramping up. His cock was quickly laminated in the stuff. The thick, syrupy layer that now coated his cock caused it to slide even more smoothly between his enormous tits.
As he continued to rock his hips and grind his cock between his two massive jugs, his hands drifted towards his dribbling nipples. They were so thick that he could wrap his hands around them as easily as he could a Coke can. They felt so right in his hands, and as he squeezed and stroked them, warm sprays of sweet milk sprayed forth.
He felt like he was reaching his limit. He felt like he was getting close to cumming. His cock bucked and lurched, causing pre to arc through the air. With each flex and tense of his cock, with each squeeze of his tender nips, a spray of milk spurted from his tits. It felt so good. It felt like his tits were cumming!
Samanâs eyes fluttered. He was on the verge of fully surrendering himself to the orgasmic bliss that was building in the base of his cock, but as his eyes drifted in and out of focus, he caught sight of an alert on his screen.
âFree edit mode enabled.â
Saman had no idea what that meant. What were they editing? He could not remember. Nor did he have the mental bandwidth to try and figure it out. He just wanted to cum and grow and grow and cum.
Grow� What an odd thought. Why would he even think that?
But as quickly as the thought entered his mind, it just as quickly vanished.
Meanwhile the chat was erupting. Emojis were firing off so fast that instead of a swarm of fire emojis, it looked like a solid, writhing tendril of flames erupting from the side of the chat box. Alongside the roaring blaze of fire emojis was a torrent of eggplant and milk emojis that were coming in so fast that it looked like a monsoon.
The chat was getting more erratic. Things had reached a fever pitch. Not only had free edit mode been enabled, but those who were typing commands were so into it that they had stopped even trying to pretend to have restraint.
âCock + 5!â
âBreasts + 4!â
âBalls + 9!â
Saman stepped awkwardly forward. His nuts were so huge that the sheer weight from them resting against his feet and shins was causing his feet to fall asleep, but he had dealt with this enough to know a quick fix. He shifted from side to side as he wobbled forward. His gigantic tits scraped along the ground on either side as he did so, but soon, he was comfortably seated atop his own swelling sack. It was surprisingly comfortable. His nuts were just so massive that the rest of his body didnât weigh enough to hurt, and since his tits rested solidly on the ground, he didnât even have to worry about the weight of those either.
âCock + 3!â
âBreasts + 10!â
âSensitivity max!â
Saman moaned and slumped forward. He did not have the energy to try and stroke his cock anymore. The thing was wider than he was. It was so huge that had it been standing fully upright, it would have smashed into his ceiling, and his tits were so huge that they rested on the ground on either side of him. He barely looked like he even had a body. The view from the webcam showed an enormous battering ram of a cock sticking out between two colossal tits that were each the size of a smart car, and behind him, was a pair of nuts that were every bit as huge as his tits.
Meanwhile, the chat had gone eerily quiet. They were all watching with bated breath as Saman writhed and moaned. His monolithic cock bucked and lurched. Milk sprayed from his massive tits. His colossal nuts tensed visibly in their sack. It was clear he was about to cum. Saman wanted to make it last longer, but he knew he was fighting a losing battle.
Samanâs back arched. His entire body tensed. There was a pause that seemed to go on for ages as everyone watched and waited for Samanâs release. Then the dam burst.
Saman cried out as a massive burst of jizz erupted from his colossal cock. The spray of milk from his oversized mammaries ramped up into a steady stream. His room and his equipment was quickly getting drenched in his various fluids.
Samanâs monitor was completely drenched in jizz. It was so coated that he couldnât hope to read the chat. Meanwhile, the chat was similarly blinded by cum and milk.
âI canât see shit!â
âThat was hot but clear the screen!â
âClean up, aisle sex!â
âI want to see!â
âFine. Fine. I have an idea,â the user from earlier said. Once more, his name flashed green. A familiar chime rang out indicating another poll, but this time, the results were not seen by anyone in chat, let alone Saman himself.
Saman gasped for breath. Cum was still flowing from his cock. Milk was still spurting from his tits, but the stream was clear.
Of course, it was. He had done this enough that he knew to use waterproof equipment. He knew to set up safeguards in advance so that his lurching, panel-van-sized cock didnât knock over any equipment, and he had a full industrial apparatus set up to catch his cum and milk.
Saman continued to writhe and moan and cry and gasp for air as his entire body was wracked with mind blowing, orgasmic climax after orgasmic climax. As he writhed and moaned, as his cock lurched and cum spurted, the pumps on his nips and cock sucked up the fluids and safely stored them in massive vats in the back of the room.
While Saman continued to cum and moan and moan and cum, the chat was once more abuzz with activity.
âOh! Nice save!â
âNo muss, no fuss!â
âI kinda miss the mess, lol!â
âThink we can break the tanks?â
âCall that an overflow error!â
âCock + 5!â
âBalls + 20!â
âDude. Thatâs so much!â
âBalls + 20!â
âCock + 20!â
âTits + 10!â
Saman was wracked by a surge of orgasmic bliss that short circuited his brain. He was already beyond blissed out, but suddenly he lost the ability to even see or hear. All he could do was moan and writhe and cum and spurt. Everything faded to white. Even the sounds in his ears faded to a dull whine. All he could feel was the bliss of cumming.
He had no idea how many times he had cum. He had no idea how long he had been spurting. All he knew was that eventually, the torrent of jizz and milk tapered off until they stopped altogether.
Saman drifted between groggy consciousness and post-orgasm stupor. Yet despite his exhaustion, despite the intensity of the afterglow, he couldnât shake the sensation that something was fundamentally different.
He was more erognious zone than man at this point. His colossal tits were each the size of Humvee. They were so wide and so soft that he could have lain facedown atop even just one of them and had plenty of room to spread out, but of course, he had other body parts that would have gotten in the way if he tried. For starters, his nuts that he was reclining atop were both the size of a small house. The combined mass of his massive nuts made his sack as large as a municipal water tank. His massive, softening cock was the size of a freight car. It was so huge that there was no way he could straddle it. Rather, he was perched atop it!
Samanâs head was swimming. He was delirious from the orgasm and overwhelmed by the afterglow, but there was more to it than that. Despite how much he had just cum, he didnât feel fully drained⊠but of course, that was normal. Thatâs why he was kept hooked to the pumps, after all.
Samanâs cock still had a pump clamped to the tip. A steady stream of jizz was being siphoned off even though Samanâs cock was no longer rock hard. His colossal balls were just so full of spunk that he never fully got ahead of it. Even his massive tits were so full of milk that they never fully stopped leaking. Thatâs why he had these devices. Thatâs why he lived in this massive warehouse. After all, thereâs no way his cock and balls would fit in an apartment or anything like that. Saman couldnât even fathom what it would be to live in such a place. He had been so huge for so long that he couldnât even conceive of a ânormalâ life.
As Saman hovered between afterglow and unconsciousness, his gaze drifted towards the chat once more. The chat was still abuzz with a flurry of body parts and modifiers. Samanâs tried to wrap his head around what they meant, but he was too blissed out to focus. All he could do was moan as he felt his semi-boned cock swell beneath him. However, the chatter came to an abrupt stop when the name from earlier flashed green once more as the user activated their admin powers.
Another alert briefly flashed onto the screen. It vanished so quickly that Saman wasnât even sure he saw what he thought he saw.
âPublic editing: Offâ
âSize scaling: Lockedâ
âWarning: this will lock in current sizes. Proceed? Y/Nâ
Yes.
âTemplate saved as default. Prior defaults deleted.â
Saman felt a wave of something wash over him. He wasnât sure what it was or what it signified, but there was a sense of finality that was equal parts exciting and soothing.
Saman groggily eyed the streaming feed. There was no video game streaming anymore. The webcam feed now took over the entire stream. Saman and his colossal cock and balls and massive tits filled the screen and then some.
As Saman watched the stream, he noticed that the video was shifting, but this was normal. His warehouse had a full CCTV system. There were several cameras all over the massive, cavernous factory-like floor so that his fans could admire his cock and balls and jugs from every possible angle. The stream tended to cycle through them, but there was a separate site devoted to allowing people to pick the camera of their choice.
Saman chuckled groggily at the image. He looked so huge on the screen, but a lot of that was because his gaming monitor was massive. It was less a monitor and more a movie screen. The screen covered the entire wall, but it wasnât like Saman could use a normal computer monitor. His cock and balls and tits were so huge that the mounting arm for such a monitor would be impractical. He just didnât have room in here for furniture. His tits and cock and balls filled up every inch of his warehouse, and the small spaces in the room that werenât flooded with erogenous flesh were devoted to massive vats which housed his constant flow of cum and milks.
No matter how many times he saw it, it still felt surreal. It was as if some part of his brain was shouting that this was physically impossible. This could not be real, but of course it was real. He was living it right now, and he had memories of growing up and growing into his current endowments.
Saman reached over and grabbed his keyboard and mouse. He was amazed that they had managed to stay perched atop his tit even during all those shudders that coursed through his body while he was cumming, but he had done this enough that he had gotten good at placing his peripheries where it wouldnât be knocked loose.
âHey, everyone. I would say sorry for cumming on stream like that, but I feel like most of you came here just to see that,â Saman said groggily into the camera.
There were cheers from the chat in response.
Saman smiled. It was fun to joke about how much he came, and he was sure that a lot of his fans were there just to see that, but he had a stream to put on â a gaming stream. After all, he wasnât just a huge set of cock and tits. His condition made it so he couldnât leave this airplane-hangar-sized bottling factory. As such, he had spent A Lot of time gaming, and over the countless hours, he had gotten good at it â Very good at it. Â
âI see a lot of new names here today. Please remember to like and subscribe. Iâm always looking to grow,â Saman said.
He meant to say âgrow my followingâ, but in the moment saying just âgrowâ felt right. Saman had no idea why he felt that way. It didnât really matter, though.
As Saman thought about this, he noticed the chat in a tizzy once more. Something about what he said had struck a chord.
âWe should do a stretch goal!â
âOh! If we get him a big enough following, maybe heâll turn on the ARG again!â
âLetâs make him the biggest streamer!â
Saman laughed as he read the chat. âYeah. Letâs make me the very biggest,â he said and gave a playful wink to the camera.
Every morning I wake up with my cunt already stuffed full. Fat, wriggling cockroaches crawling deep inside my sloppy hole while they feast on big bro's ball sludge rotting in my pussy.
My hole is loose and gaping from constant use, lips swollen and crusted with dried smegma and roach shit. I reach down and spread myself wider, moaning as a few more roaches crawl up my thighs and push their way inside.
My brother is lying next to me, his nasty uncut cock rock hard and twitching. The foreskin is thick with chunky yellow smegma. Roaches are crawling along the shaft, burrowing under the cheesy foreskin, and squeezing into his piss slit to wriggle deeper into the rotten cum trapped in his balls.
That sight makes me so fucking horny.
I grab his smeg covered cock, smear the chunky foreskin cheese all over my clit, then sink down hard.
His thick, rotten cum floods into my already roach filled pussy. Every thrust squelches loudly, mixing his nasty load with the bugs inside me. I can feel the roaches panicking and squirming wildly as his hot, disgusting cum sludge pours over them. Some crawl deeper to escape, others get pushed even further into my cervix by the pressure of his cock and cum.
now imagine a girl with a bulge so big it blots out the sky. its bigger than continents. you can see every individual movement that her bulge makes, the way it shapes into a almost barely hidden hard-on from so many eyes on such a massive form. how you can barely make out what it IS because of the size. you can see her leaking pre like crazy; just the twitching of her dick causes huge rumbles in the air and the ground to shake
okay? good. i just wanted you to think about that.
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@necrovital here, gonna rewrite an ask i sent a long time ago to one of your previous blogs that didn't get answered if that's okay đ it was kinda summer themed but whatever lets suspend our disbelief
so i've been living by myself for a few weeks now, and since the temperatures are so high and i'm sweating constantly i've just been keeping nude. it's not like i wanna leave when it's so hot, i'd rather just play some video games. not really keen on going shopping either so i've just been ordering a lot of greasy fast food, asking to leave it at my door so i don't have to dress to get it from the delivery person. besides, i've been jacking off a lot too, so my hands are constantly sticky. i like it when my cock cheese mixes with the pizza cheese anyway.
i haven't been showering either, so with my contant sweating and masturbating i'm basically exuding fumes of musk. and i think its been having some weird effects on me, because, sure, the 120kg weight gain can be blamed on the ten to fifteen pizzas a day that i eat, but there's no way my tdick also grew from that. it's gotta be the way i've become such a slob. cause i have a full on cock and balls now, on top of my cunt, and i can cum ropes like a cis guy. i've just been cumming randomly around the house, i dont even bother with cleaning it. i have so much smegma to snack on when i game, the cock is so big i can easily blow myself so my hands are free.
and like, i don't know if that's even possible, but i swear i got myself pregnant from sitting in one of the cum puddles with my bare cunt, because my belly is strained as hell even when i'm hungry, and my tits grew from S cups to triple Z cups and started leaking some thick yellowish milk. i'm so horny all the time, i mostly give myself boobjobs while overeating. i managed to fit my own cock into my own cunt a few times, i have the technique down so i can fuck myself, and it's getting me even more pregnant, my womb could fit a grown man inside. i hope i birth my own fully formed slob clone so we can fuck sloppily because this self-fucking trick is getting hard with how much fat i'm constantly gaining.
God this ask is so good, I'm so sorry I didn't answer it sooner but this is fully living the dream. Your whole house soaked in cum and smeg, complete fatass, pregnant with so many of your own brats (or maybe just one, who knows) that you're basically lugging a second you around. Not that you're going anywhere anyway, you're eating junk food and jerking off and playing video games. And as long as you're producing so much of your own food with all the putrid smeg and fermented cum and thick milk, at least whatever you managed to get yourself pregnant with will probably be just as fat and gross as you are. So you have that to look forward to, assuming you don't just get so impatient that you autopenetrate them all to a pulp.
Like I want to plop my refrigerator sized tits on top of a 7ft long oiled up cock and sliiiiide all over it đđđ
And if my partner has the growth-cum virus? Iâll gladly gulp down the countless gallons their car sized cum factories would produce, outgrowing the whole neighborhood đđ