Sounds like someone went to see the new Thor movie this weekend. Honestly, I don’t blame you. Who hasn’t had the fantasy of literally “hulking” out, growing so immeasurably large that your clothes tear to shreds, your mind goes numb, and your dick… well, let’s just say I’d hate to be named “Chris” once I’m done with you, and once you’re done with them.
But being the Hulk is no cake walk. Not only will you have to recon with the beast every time your blood pressure rises, but every time you get into bed as well. You’re going to have to be very selective with your partners from now on. It takes a real man to handle that green beast of a cock.
Fortunately, you picked a great duo of partners to start. Both Chris’ are used to having things shoved up their asses. What else do you think they do on set for all those long months? But just in case, I’ve been having them practice with this baby for the last couple days.
Yeah, that’s what you’ve got to look forward to. You can already feel it now, can’t you? The anticipation building, the raw sexual energy pulsing through your veins.
Don’t fight it. Don’t think about it. Just close your eyes and let your inner animal take control. Let those feelings of sexual frustration burn like an insatiable fire in your chest. Let your chest flare out and expand, literally, out of the confines of your clothes.
Open your eyes. Yup, you’re really growing. And there’s no stopping it now. I’m just a few minutes, you should be a full on Hulk.
You should be feeling it in your arms next. That tearing sound might sound like your muscles ripping under the sheer force of your inner rage, but don’t worry; it’s just your sleeves. Feel the clothes tear across your rapidly expanding skin, burning hot as the growth seeps down your back, turning your lats and your traps into ridiculous mounds of pure muscle. And is that a patch of green I spot? It won’t be the last.
By your wobbling legs, I can see it’s getting hard to support all that muscle. Not to worry, your legs are already growing to match the weight, your calf muscles swelling to the size of footballs, ripping the seems of your jeans up to your titanic thighs. Your pants are struggling now as your ass explodes into the stuff of legend, the green tint now overtaking your skin and darkening your hair.
Think we’re finished? Not a chance. We’re still forgetting the most important muscle. I can see the outline of it now, in your pants. I can see the head outlined on your threadbare jeans, the lines of your veins pressed up against the fabric. Feel it growing, growing, balls ballooning out with that steaming Hulk seed.
But don’t release it yet. Don’t you remember why you wanted to Hulk out in the first place? Probably not, your mind should be pretty foggy by now, filled with thoughts of destruction and mayhem.
Well, here’s something for you to destroy. Hulk, meet Chris. Chris, meet Hulk. Or rather, meet Hulk’s dick.
Now that is the face of a man in true ecstasy. How are you holding up there, big guy? No, I’m not talking to you Chris, I’m talking to the jolly green giant decimating your hungry superstar hole. Now you know what “HULK SMASH” really means.
But don’t wear yourself out. Remember you’ve still got one more Chris to bang. Although with a monster dick like that, I’m sure you’ll have a long line of celebrity asses to fuck.
Have fun!
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