muscle and more @croquejeanette - Tumblr Blog

I'm putting this blog on the back burner for a while and spend more time in the real world. The queue will keep going for a while and I might be here intermittently

#personal

megamusclefan

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.

You don't hear it, but he says sorry again as he slides you off his softening cock. Your body splats on the floor like a used condom, wobbly with cum dripping out. He doesn't stop to check if you're alive, he just heads to the showers so he can go on with his day.

#please #treat me like this #me next pls