Sammy Jackson was a famous scriptwriter and director for porn, and he worked on most
of the porn that Ty was in. With the combination of his brilliant skill and Ty's sexy body,
he managed to become rich enough to open his own company, employing many actors
that worked in his previous porn. His company rose throughout the porn world until it
was the world's largest porn business. He became self-obsessed and greedy, like many
rich people, and the only people who ever got any respect from him were hot muscle
studs. Sam was now famous, rich, and led a wonderful life.
Ty, on the other hand, was soon fired for his fat, ugly body. He had plenty of retirement
money, but he was enraged; how could they fire him, after all the great work he had done
and all the successful porn he acted in? Ty used his powers and vowed to return to the
porn scene and shame Sam Jackson into making him the best, sexiest porn-star once
again...
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It was a year later. Sam was in his mansion, watching some of his hottest porn full of
musclegods fucking eachother. His phone rang. Annoyed, Sam picked it up.
"Hello, Mr. Jackson. This is Ryan. A man is here to see you."
"A man? How impressive." Sam's personal servant, Ryan, was a huge, muscular guy with a
big dick, sexy face, and completely loyal to Sam. Unfortunately, he was not the brightest
guy out there. Sam sighed; oh well, at least he was great in bed.
"He is very impressive," replied Ryan, not seeing Sam's sarcasm, "He even impresses me!"
That got Sam's attention. Ryan was big (6'4 and over 300lbs) and he had lots of cash too,
so this guy was either famous, massive, or loaded with cash. "Fine, send him in two hours
from now."
"Sure thing, Mr. Jackson!" said Ryan like a happy puppy, and he turned off the phone. Sam
chuckled; though he could make most bodybuilders piss themselves with a slight flex,
Ryan wasn't much more mature than a child. Sam went back to his dreamworld, imagining
huge musclebeasts walking nude, destroying a city...
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"Um, Mr. Johnson? It's time now." Ryan called, banging on Sam's steel doors with his
mighty arms. Sam woke up with a jolt, checked the time, and pressed a button to open
the heavy, oversized doors. There, he saw Ryan and a man who looked like Ty but...