Jeff stared agape at his creation.
The local postman that had entered his door about an hour ago was gone, replaced by an enormous heaving muscleman that stood heaving at the end of his bed. Jeff's ass burned as he looked down to the massive tool that swung in between the giant's legs. His bloated chest muscles rose and fell with each draw of breath. Abdominals as hard as steel contracted and expanded as the postman twisted his humungous frame out of the door, revealing a bulbous muscular ass that shook when he walked.
"Where are you going?" Jeff asked.
The beast stopped at the doorway. There was absolutely no way that his gigantic body was going to fit through that narrow door frame.
"To finish my deliveries."
With that he walked through (more like in to) the door. With little to no resistance, his cannonball like shoulders smashed their way through the opening, leaving a distinctly hulk-shaped hole where the door used to be.
Jeff looked around his room. The bed looked like it was on its last legs as the metal framework at buckled under the weight of a 500lb muscle monster. Various holes had been impressed into the drywall behind the headboard, and to top it all off, now he had no door..
...
..Or doorway.
Looking out of his window, he saw Brian and Nick just finishing up. Their muscular bodies dripping with sweat from sucking each other off. Just to the left of them, Jeff saw the muscle behemoth that was the mailman pick up his comically undersized satchel and, wearing nothing but his postal cap, stride off into the distance on treetrunk sized legs.
Before he became out of range of the Chronivac, Jeff modified the settings to make sure that no one would mind the mailman's display of public indecency.
"Whew! Crisis averted!" He said aloud. He sat down on his wrecked bed and waited to see what would happen next .....