Nick went back to his cell, then realized that he now lived in Max's cell. He had all of Max's memories and
thoughts, like those of fucking guys to death and effortlessly ripping them in half. Fuck, he loved what he
could achieve with this body! Heading back to his new cell, Nick passed the time worshipping his huge
muscles and yard-long cock. Two hours later, he pumped out a total of over 200 gallons of cum and still
wasn't soft. His toilet was clogged with tons of sticky man-seed. "If it was a woman, it would have the world-
record for pregnancies!" Nick chuckled.
Almost immediately after he thought of that, Samantha passed by. She was the only woman within a mile of
the jail, the wife of Brad Thornback, who owned the prison. Max's memories flooded into Nick's mind. He
remembered Sam begging him to fuck her or at least let her touch his godlike dick. Max never let her, though,
for several reasons. The first was that he was a part of a gay-only gang; a woman even coming into contact
with a guy's babymaker was a big no-no. The second was that Brad would imprison him in there forever if he
ever found out that they had sex together. The probability that Sam would not become pregnant was nothing,
so evidence would be plenty.
But Nick wasn't limited by these restrictions. If he could accomplish the easy task of seducing and fucking
Samantha, he could escape this hell. He yawned loudly to get Sam's attention and when she turned around, he
smiled a perfect-white smile, his strong manly features and beautiful eyes were irresistible. Casually flexing
his massive muscles and gigantic cock, he had Samantha by his cell in no time in no time.
"Want some of this?" Nick growled seductively, stroking his oversized manmeat. Sam couldn't say no to this
god, she only nodded her head in lust. "Let's have a deal: you let me out of this place, and I..." he leaned in
towards her, "will give you this!" Nick held the huge cock out in front of him, knowing well that Sam couldn't
refuse.