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Autumn Sunday in the park

Visit to the local market

Polishing the Old King’s statue

Centaurs have known since long ago that human skin is ideal to clean ancient gold. Each summer, their slaves shine the monumental statues of former kings rubbing the metal with the muscular bodies for hours and hours...

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Did I tell you that my other three roommates are straight? Now, listen to what happened the day after I jerked Ezekiel off. It was late in the afternoon, when the giant Anwalan bounced into the bedroom covered in sweat -probably coming from the gym- and announced that he couldn’t stand his horniness anymore, and that he would have to fuck the four of us straight away. My roommates’ complaints and laments were useless: Ezekiel locked the door and forced us on our fours, asses well in the air, on his bed. In less than half an hour, we had been harshly fucked and our bowels were full of his scalding cum. I wonder how Ming Yang’s shrill howls were not heard by anybody outside the room...

That same evening, Ezekiel recognized that he had been too rude with us, but that -after such a long sexual abstinence- his horniness had grown beyond his control. However, he had found a solution: from then on, he would choose and fuck only two of us every day and, as a reward, the two chosen ones would sleep with him in his bed.

Since that day we have been slowly getting used to our new role as the giant’s sex bitches. When Manuel’s girlfriend Monica -my secret rival- realized what was going on, she immediately volunteered to help us relieving the insatiable Anwalan’s appetite. Monica seems to enjoy the situation much more than Manuel, who is forced to lick the gigantic ass (”as wide as a football field”) while his girlfriend is endlessly fucked.

#Ezekiel #giant roommate

Some ten days ago, Ezekiel and I were alone in our bedroom. The Anwalan giant looked somehow gloomy, when he suddenly asked: “I am gay, you know? Are you gay too?“ The question took me by surprise, and I only was able to stutter: “Wha...? No... I... well, yes, I am”. The answer seemed to cheer him up a lot and, taking me up to his eye level, he asked if I would mind jerking him off. As I was trying to recover from this new surprise, he explained that self-masturbation was strictly forbidden by his religion. In his country, at least within wealthy families, it was normally slaves which masturbated their owners. None of his many servants had survived the Anwalan nuclear catastrophe, though.

It was with mixed feelings that I agreed to jerk him off. The ejaculation was portentous, and impacted right on my face. And guess what? Ezekiel’s religion prescribes that human semen cannot be thrown away, but must always remain inside someone’s body... anybody, except its maker. It took no less than half an hour for me to lick, sip, and swallow what seemed to be gallons and gallons of thick warm milk sprayed all over the place.

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#Ezekiel #giant roommate

In the frame of the state’s Young Giant Integration Program, our college has recently admitted eight or nine of the victims of last year’s Anwalan nuclear catastrophe, whose growth in height and size has been so much enhanced by radiation. One month ago, the college’s dean announced that one of them -Ezekiel Swala- would share our bedroom. Our individual beds were replaced by a four-bed bunk to make room for the enormous newcomer’s bed. We didn’t like the change too much, but we did understand how important it was to help those unfortunate people.

Ezekiel is now above 2.5 meters (8 feet) tall, his weight is 320 kilograms (705 pounds), and he may not have reached his final size. In spite of the radiation, he looks quite healthy to me. He speaks perfect English. I wonder whether his mesh underwear, whose view sometimes keeps me mesmerized for long minutes, is typical Anwalan. Michael and Ming Yang, two of my roommates, soon became friends with Ezekiel. On the contrary, my best friend Manuel -a tall, muscular Latino with sexy round glasses, with whom I am secretly in love- was very upset with the changes brought about by Ezekiel’s arrival. By envy, perhaps?

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Road to the mine

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You don’t want to deal with this

Pure proteins

At each MeGA’s apartment, the kitchen is at the same time the dining room. However, since the preparation of the meals for the giant athlete is entirely left to his lackeys, while the use of the main table is reserved to him, the two sectors are scaled accordingly. Lackeys eat at a different corner of the same room, but only when “Master” has finished and left.

It is not unusual that MeGAs visit each other and have dinner together. Although lackeys are explicitly forbidded to gaze at the giants at any moment, this is an opportunity to appreciate the considerable differences in size that MeGAs can have, depending on how their bodies have responded to the metagenetic growth treatment.

Especially on the eve of their training-free days, MeGAs also invite each other to sleep together. Intimate encounters between the giant athletes are warmly encouraged by the National Secretariat for Sports, as a way to improve their general well-being.

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#MeGAs: giant athletes

Although all MeGAs attend daily training sessions at suitable facilities –built on purpose within nearby university campuses– each of their apartments has a “small” room with some gym equipment, for informal workout.

Also the whole lackey crew takes part of this exercising. Each lackey’s weight is around 200 lb (90 kg), which in proportion to the giant’s muscle power corresponds to some 35 lb (16 kg) for a normal-size man. Lackeys thus serve as interchangeable weights, very convenient for dumbbell exercises and at the bench. Those of them who are not being used wait at a storage rack, in position to be readily taken up as soon as they are needed.

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#MeGAs: giant athletes

Since March 2023, the Extreme Performance Program of the National Secretariat for Sports is producing the much longed-for metagenetically-grown athletes (MeGAs, for short). The typical MeGA is 15′ tall and weights some 3300 lb (4.5 m, 1500 kg). Each of them is provided by the goverment with a fully furnished apartment adapted to his size.

The apartment is equiped with a crew of ten servants, mainly hired among unsuccessful or recently retired normal-sized sportsmen, still in excellent shape –necessary to deal with the strenuous nature of their work. Technically, these servants –who are generally called “lackeys”– are not slaves. In fact, they are paid for their work, and are considered to be people, not animate objects. However, their employment contract taxactively specifies that they must be available on a 24/7 basis to attend the MeGA’s orders, from the least domestic task up to sexual relief.

Also by contract, lackeys are required to address their MeGA as “Sir” or “Master”. The imposing presence of the giant athlete makes this requirement only too natural for the servants. Moreover, the MeGA is allowed to punish his lackeys if they fail to accomplish any duty to his satisfaction, with the only condition not to cause permanent physical damage.

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#MeGAs: giant athletes

In a few days, boi learned to clean the house to Marcus’ satisfaction. Obviously, some instruction and punishment were necessarily administered at the beginning. The slave was also sent to the nearby supermarket to buy food for its owner and, as a reward, it was sometimes allowed to carry Marcus’ bag to the gym.

During Marcus’ leisure time, boi was often ordered to kneel at its owner’s side while he read a book or watched TV. At the farm, the slave had been trained to become erect and flaccid to the orders of “Hard!” and “Soft!”. Marcus amused himself by voicing the two orders alternately, a few seconds apart, and was amazed to see how fast boi responded. The size of the erection amazed him as well...

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#Marcus and boi

Three days later, Marcus performed the first-meal ritual. His girlfriend Patricia was also there. Although she was still living with her wealthy father, and was therefore well acquainted with slave handling, she seemed to be amused by the little ceremony.

For the first punishment session, Marcus used the trick of caning the back of one thigh only. Thus, the burn sensation contrast between the two legs would enhance the slave’s pain and discomfort.

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A little practice at home

Chariot

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Raw meat

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