With his mammoth cock out in the open, Jack's body was truly a magnificent sight. His powerful stenches feel overpowering, and you realize they are making you are feeling a bit horny... but staring at him also makes you feel weak and small. Looking at your own body, you feel a bit embarrassed to even be there in the first place. This was a man. And you are just a boy, far away from all this manliness.
You take a step back. You don't want to have sex with Jack. No, he was actually kind of disgusting. Pondering in sadness, you realize what you feel is envy. Yes, envy. After all, his body seemed fully committed to produce all sorts egregious aromas, an enormous amount of hair from almost every patch of visible skin, muscle and fat to strike fear into any other man, and his size... well, in height and length and thickness Jack was just the largest guy you had ever seen.
"Why the long face, boy?" You quickly realize Jack has been staring at you this whole time. Oh, shit.
"Well, I was just thinking of heading back home, Jack. It's getting pretty late and-"
"Bullshit." He quickly interrupts, with a grin. "I've seen guys look at me with that face time and time again. Yer feeling dwarfed, ain't ya?." As he laughs at you, he takes his hairy mitt and puts over his meat. "Never seen a cock this big, eh?" He begins to stroke it,
"Look, I better get going." You try to sound firm, but you keep staring at his piece. It was getting harder, thickening and getting more and more imposing by the second. Your insecurity dig in deeper and you freeze in place.
"Boy, scoot over here, lemme tell ya something." Jack grabs your hand with his sweaty, hairy hand. You feel it was wet with precum from his cock. He pulls you toward him slowly. Reluctantly, you sit by his side on the couch. Sniffing his offensive odors, you begin to feel a little hard. "Ya need to come with terms with the fact that ya won't never be like me. Yer body just can't make what I can."
"Thanks for rubbing, douchebag" You start to get angry with this situation and tries to get up, but he quickly grabs you and brings you closer to his bare chest.
"However." He pauses after saying that, looking at you. He was smiling deviously, in a frightful manner. "I can think of an arrangement where ya get to feel what it's like to be a hunk like me."
That sentence stung. You know that couldn't be true, he was just playing with you. However, you do want to cling to the spark of hope he set into you. You look at him uneasily. What could he possibly mean by that?
"See boy, though yer puny body is pathetic and nothing to the likes of me, I'm horny as hell now." He suddenly rips your t-shirt apart, leaving your chest bare, and locks your torso with his arms. You're trapped! "And my seed is very powerful, boy. I feel every one of them sperms churning in my balls right now, aching to breed another faggot like you. They are craving to make more of me in this world. Ya'll soon see what I mean."
You're in horror. What the actual fuck does that mean? Is he carrying a disease or something. You struggle against his arms, but you know it's futile. You spy his crotch: his hard dick is dripping with precum. It stands over 11", rock solid, pulsating with every of his heartbeats. There's just no way that's fitting into you! His churning balls look inflated and more menacing each second. You have to get out! You bite his arms, but he doesn't even flinch. Through his coarse hair and his thick skin and the fat and the overpowering muscle, you're just powerless.
"Ya know, I love it when they put up a fight. Makes the breeding all the more delicious" He feels you getting tired of struggling, and jumps on top of you. His weight is crushing! Jack then holds you up and flips you, belly down and ass up. Afraid of what might come next, you close your eyes and sob. And then, he throws all his weight on top of you. Fuck, Jack might break your spine this way. You feel his hairy chest erotically caressing your back. He smells like unwashed armpits.
"Now feel what a man is supposed to be like, boy." He rubs his beard in your neck saying that, and belches on you. Gross! He positions his mighty cock right by your ass. You still have your pants on, but the bulge presses deeply against your crack.
In this moment, you understand. All of his nasty body was making you shake at your core. You have to admit you are feeling really turned on. His hair, his weight, his stench, his raging hard-on... it was all making you want this. You start to relax your body.
"I'm gonna take good care of you, boy. Now get a taste of this breeding." He slowly grabs your pants and rips them around your ass. His steely cock is pressing up against your crack. You feel his bushy pubes against your cheeks, crusty with old semen. He bucks his hips firmly, but slowly, pressing his mushroom head right up your hole, your underwear thinly separating that monstrosity from you. You feel all your strength leave your body, this cock is slowly convincing you to let him do his thing.
"Ya want it, don't you?"
"..." You remain spitefully silent, holding on to the last of your pride.
"Say ya want it." You know it's true. At this point, you are entranced by all his body can offer you. Your own rape... it feels like he fucking earned it. You fucking love his big fat cock menacingly poking at you. His showcase of manliness is just too much for you not to admit.
"Do your worst, daddy."
You press your hole against his cock's head. You feel your underwear tearing. He pushes it quickly up your ass, grunting with pleasure. You gasp. The pain is too much. It feels like Jack is punching a hole through you. You try to scream, but your voice can't find the strength to come out. Instead, you moan. Eventually, his thrustings begin to not hurt as much, though your virgin ass is still stretched with his horse cock. With each bucking of the hips, Jack throws his massive balls against your pelvis. It feels so fucking good when they hit you like this.
You moan again, and he continues to breed you for what is seems like an hour.
"They're coming for ya, boy." He says, laughing. Suddenly, you feel him tensing up. He's gonna cum!
His cum hits you like a bullet, you feel your guts filling up. He holds you tightly in place. Ten, eleven, twelve spurts, and Jack keeps going. He drops his weight onto you and whispers in your ear. "Now the fun part begins."
Lying on your back, you feel scared. What is going on? You can feel the cum inside you... moving. What the fuck? His load is alive? You scream as you feel a sharp pain inside you. You can feel they reworking something on your inside. "Get it out! Get it out!" You plead, but he laughs.
"Listen here, boy. I told ya before, that body of yours ain't just no good, right? Now leave it to the achings of my seed to replace whatever trash your body is... with what I craves to be!"
The pain suddenly stops. You don't feel the cum in your butt anymore. It has moved somewhere else in your abdomen.
"What the fuck have you done to me?"
Suddenly, you feel his cum collecting in your balls. Your sack quadruples in size, stretching your skin and building up pressure.
"Told ya boy, I'm replacing you. Taking out the trash and leaving my mark on ya. Whenever ya breed from now on, well. It's my babies yer gonna make. Now don't think this is just gonna be a bad trip for ya. My seed is very demanding, It's gonna change yer body as it will, make ya more like me... in order to fuck like I do."
What? You are gonna turn into Jack? From inside out?
You feel a deep pain in your balls. They are aching so much! You put your hand down there to massage them.
"My cum is killing your balls right now. Gonna nest in there and make your new balls soon." Jack says, smiling at you. Indeed, you feel your balls withering and dying. You grab them in despair! "My balls are dead!?" You yell in desperation. But a new feeling soon emerges. The cum in your balls begins to harden up. It feels more weighty down there. Tranquility suddenly washes up your whole body. The skin in your scrotum suddenly stretches down. And sure enough, you feel sperm chords connecting to your old piping. The cum consolidates into Jumbo sized eggs. You moan, as your balls begin pumping your new testosterone into your system. Shit, it feels so good, you never knew what it felt like to be alive like this.
You look at Jack straight in the eye. You get up from the sweaty, smelly, dirty couch. And you fucking punch him in the face.
"You're a nasty, dirty hillbilly, fucking son of a bitch. I'm going home, you old fuck." He barely flinches, smiling at you.
"That's my boy."
You get Jack's clothes from the floor and dress up in them. They are way to big, but screw it, your clothes had been ripped to shreds.
You leave his place and crawl back to your apartment. You take a long shower and colapse into your bed. Fuck, that was exhausting. You close your eyes and fall into sleep, your new balls silently working nonstop...