Chapter 7

We were kneeling before the god, the three of us, in this order: Giancarlo, Janet, and I.

I watched the blonde, Aryan god jerk off his monster dick until the veins almost exploded around that virile tube, and then, without effort at all, he bent his monster down, aiming at Gian, and unleashed his unbelievable torrent of dick sauce.

His semen was indescribably thick, powerful, and superior. In a single spurt, the massive, ultra-muscular body of Giancarlo was conquered by Johnny’s semen, completely submerged in the white god’s stew, and Johnny gave out only the briefest, most pleasant of grunts as dozens of gallons, almost fifty liters of boiling stew gushed from the tip of his prick with the strength of a geyser: “Uuurhm!!”

I watched that heavy soup blast Giancarlo’s body, and the semen was so thick as to almost be solid! Every inch of that mantle of ball-gravy boiled and bubbled with the insane temperature from Johnny’s burning balls, and the curtains of steam that rose from it were thick, asphyxiating, almost poisonous.

Janet went crazy on my side. I could feel her womb getting impregnated by Johnny’s superior semen already. “God...!! God...!!” He licked her lips, bit them until blood came out, and tugged her breasts until they were gushing milk on the blond god’s thighs, which soon got covered by her motherly juice. “So strong! Oh, this penis ... this penis of GODS!!”

Johnny grunted slightly yet again, and Giancarlo was a mountain of semen, his golden, bronzed body completely drowned in the broth of a superior Alpha male.

Johnny gripped his penis just slightly, and I felt like he willed his balls to stop cumming. The juice got trapped in the middle of the cock, accumulating under the giant’s colossal grip, and just like this, very delicately, he walked to Janet, aimed his prick at her breasts, and blasted enough semen to completely cover her in ten seconds.

Ten seconds was how long his second spurt lasted, and ten seconds was all he needed to submerge the woman’s body, with all her massive tits and colossal ass, in his virile gallons of bull-god cum!

By the time he walked over to me and aimed his teenage-sized penis at me, I was mewling and moaning like a woman, and my white body was burning red with feminine heat for me. “Please, god, breed me!”

He didn’t torture me with the wait before blasting his third load, a ferocious slurry of ball juice that covered my body like a waterfall of milk and honey, and I counted fifteen seconds before every inch of me was covered by his semen.

The monster flexed his muscles, touched his own body, and then he proceeded to blast his loads more liberally, creating a stream and a flow of cum that completely wiped out Giancarlo’s semen from the room. He transformed that room into yet another pool of semen, but it was all his semen now, and I could feel, under his gallons of load, the man shooting his loads on the ceiling and the walls, marking his territory, and replacing his rival’s jizz with his superior, stronger loads.

“We’re done here.”

Next thing I knew, the three of us were being carried along Janet’s penthouse to its second floor, which was still clean and good as new, though very steamy.

There, he bred us like an animal. There was no tease, no romance, nothing of the sort. There was only an animal and his three broodmares, and he bred us all until we begged him to stop—in thirty minutes.

Yes. Half an hour, I remember, was all it took him to destroy our three naked bodies. The monster calibrated his fucking perfectly to break through our defenses and ruin us. In thirty minutes, he had sent his message: “There’s no way for you to win here. You’re my toys now. Whatever fucking you thought you were capable of, it was just a joke, just a play. I’m the fucker here. I’m the breeder. And I will make you hurt and make you cum until I’m satisfied with your bodies. You cannot give me pleasure. You will never give me pleasure. The best of you can do is amuse me, and once I’m bored with you, that will be it.”

I woke up to find him impaling him Janet with his dick. He was Janet, and the busty blonde was dripping with his semen. “Please, stud...!!” She clang to him, trying to tear his skin with her nails, but that man was made of iron, and she was but a sex doll made of wet sponge next to him. “Bless my womb with children!”

I watched Johnny lower her pussy towards his erect cock. The monster was standing, and Janet was squirming on his two hands, and even her massive breasts looked small next to his terrifying frame.

When the god cracked her pussy lips, her entire body swelled to accommodate him. I saw the impressive, intimidating length of his veiny cock rise to her cervix, then break it...

“OH, GOD!!! FUCK, YES, PLEASE!!!”

... and make the goddess squirt a gallon of juices on his balls as he proceeded to inflate her womb with his Johnson, and then penetrate her deeper, deeper, and deeper until her womb was throbbing next to her heart, and her body had been transformed into a mere condom, the thinnest layer of skin around his virile length.