San watched in amazement as the gigantic, dripping tongue expanded from the dark jaws of his master. He simply stared as the giant mass of pure muscle moved closer to his body. He shuddered at the first touch. Slowly the tongue was dragged upwards from between his legs, first sliding against the underside of the lizard’s testicles, then up the length of his shaft. The giant didn’t stop there. The tongue continued to probe, reaching farther up the tiny lizard’s body, soon pressing his member against his lower belly.
He couldn’t help but utter a sound of glee at the feeling of pure bliss. San couldn’t imagine a better feeling as the giant’s tongue continued to pass over his member, soaking it in the warm liquids that dripped from the enormous muscle. The giant pulled up, it tongue returning to its starting position.
San’s claws dug into the thick mud as the monster’s muscle continued to caress his erection, continued to mash it against his body, continued to soak it in spit. He could feel himself coming closer to a finish. Still, he tried to hold on, wanting the moment to last.
Again the giant’s tongue came down on the small lizard’s member. This time the feeling proved to be too much. The feeling of something so strong, so powerful, so warm and wet and enormous, dragging itself across his being… San couldn’t contain it any longer. As his member was pressed into his stomach for the untold number of time, he released, his seed spilling out in waves.
The giant continued to lick, the tiny lizard’s juices mixing with its thick spit, adhering both to San’s delicate skin as his thick tongue. He pulled back then, his jaw dripping, his teeth glistening, his own massive member throbbing between his legs. San simply looked on, mesmerized by both the passion of the moment and the sight before him.
“How was it, little one?” the giant growled, his tone shaking the mud below.
San could only pant, his breath stolen from him. Soon he was able to mutter a brief, “Amazing.”
“Good,” the giant said, once again moving forward, his massive head hanging above San’s. “My turn.”
A shadow fell over the tiny lizard as the giant body moved over his. The huge hands lifted from his shoulders, soon pressing into the mud beyond his head. The massive knees planted themselves behind. Within moments, San was starring directly up at the mass of flesh that was the being’s member. The beast continued to move into place, shifting slightly, each movement causing the organ to swing in wide arcs, tiny amounts of pre already dripping onto the tiny bug below.
“Are you ready, tiny?” the monster called down. San knew what was about to come, knew the pain that it would bring. Yet, even still, he knew he wanted it.
“Yeah,” the tiny lizard breathed. The giant then lowered himself, its chest first hitting the mud, digging deeply into the slurry. Next came its powerful thighs. San couldn’t take his eyes away from the giant member as it too came down.
His body trembled as the tip came down onto his torso, coating his midsection in pre. It then started to slide up his skinny frame as the giant continued to slowly lower itself onto its prey. First along the lizard’s belly, then his chest. San felt the enormous weight of the creatures testicles fall onto his legs then, pinning him even more. Still the wet tip of the giant’s member continued to slide forward, soon pressing itself against the tiny creature’s unprotected face. The pressure increased along his entire body as more weight pressed down.
Finally the giant was in position, his arms crossed in front of him, supporting his massive head, his thick legs stretched behind, the claws on his toes digging into the soft mud. His member resting on top of his tiny lizard.
San didn’t have a hope of moving under the enormous pressure from his master’s cock. It spread itself over his entire body, pressing down on him. His lunges struggled for breath as they were blocked from expanding, and the only air they managed to pull in was humid and wet. He tried to move his legs, but found that the great weight of the giant’s testicles was too much. He tried to move his arms, yet they were pinned as well. There was nothing he could do. Nothing, but lay under the massive cock of his capture.
The giant grinned to himself, closing his emerald eyes, his mind drifting to an imaginary picture of the tiny reptile. He could picture it so perfectly, trapped under his member, the thick mud oozing up around his body from the unparalleled pressure. He could feel the lizard trying to move, trying to free himself from the massive force, struggling against his power. The tiny guy was simply too weak to do anything. He was completely under the giant’s will. Completely his. Just how the giant liked it. With a cruel grin, the giant started.
Instantly the pressure multiplied on top of the small lizard. What was once a crippling force grew into pure agony as the massive organ smashed into the tiny creature’s body, driving him deeper into the mud. His ribs threatened to crack, his lunges collapsed, forcing out any traces of air that remained. San tried to scream, but it only resulted in his mouth filling with the thick mud as it rushed around him.
The giant pulled back, his hips rising into the air. For a brief, beautiful moment, San was able to breathe. His lounges expanded as he greedily gulped down the oxygen. Then the monster’s hips lowered once again.
San’s outstretched arms wrapped around the giant’s cock as it continued to pummel his tiny, insignificant body into the ground. At first he tried to fight it, digging his claws into the thick, warm skin. But, as time went on, as the pain grew, as the giant continued, the little lizard realized it was pointless. He was nothing but a toy. Nothing but a weak little play thing to the god above him.
Once again the giant smashed into him, humping him deeper into the growing pit. Mud oozed away from their bodies as the pressure increased. San could feel his being giving out. His heart was beating with a passion; his bones were on the verge of exploding. His organs pressed into his sides, threatening to tear him open, his lounges screamed for air.
His eyes were open, starring at the world as it flashed into and out of his vision. He could see the rain dripping steadily outside, coating the blood stained floor of the jungle. The plants swaying in the slight breeze, the tiny rivers of water that flowed from the broad leaves of some of the vegetation. Then it all disappeared as the giant once again thrust his massive member into his tiny victim, forcing him down into the mud. For a moment, all he could see was the dark ground surrounding him, and the black member that rested upon his body.
The giant groaned in pure ecstasy as he continued to mash the tiny lizard against his hard on. He could feel everything that was happening. His cock, sliding into the cold, slimy mud. The lizard, fighting feebly against the unimaginable pressure. It all brought a cruel smile to the beast’s face. He continued to hump away at his prey, his mind picturing the scene. He imagined the mangled body beneath, imagined it crumbling, breaking, snapping apart. Blood would spray outwards as his organs were mashed out of his body. His claws would rake against his cock, but the thick skin would make it only a scratch. But the giant wasn’t planning on stopping at the tiny creature’s death, no matter how close that might be. No, he would continue, smashing his member into the bloody lump of gore below, smiling as his cock slid into the slimy mud and over the broken body.
The brutal scene continued, the tiny creature below uttering small sounds of pain and exasperation at every thrust. The giant above was breathing hard, a low rumble of pleasure echoing from deep within his muscular body. They were both close now, in some regard. The tiny lizard’s body was on the verge of giving way, oozing into pieces under the unimaginable weight. The giant, however, was almost reaching climax.
San could feel the giant cock above him growing hotter as it mashed into his tiny form. The palms of his hands, grasped so firmly against the thick, powerful skin, were sweating from it. His breaths came harder, the air growing stale as it heated.
The giant continued to moan and grunt as his pace quickened. He shut his eyes, his mind focusing on the feeling of his captive. The tiny little lump that, somehow, had yet to burst apart. As the tip of his member continued to thrust into the moist ground, as the underside of the massive organ continued to rub over the weak and defenseless lizard, the giant’s demonic smile only grew.
San grabbed his master’s member, his claws digging into the burning flesh. He couldn’t hold on much longer. He could feel every aspect of his being giving way under the pressure. Faster and faster the rhythm became, and each time the massive cock smashed into the tiny lizard, it crushed him with even more power than the last.
“Yes,” the giant panted as he continued, putting his entire weight into each thrust, the claws of his back legs digging deep into the thick mud. “Yes,” he moaned again, feeling himself lose control. “Yes,” he muttered one final time as he felt his seed flow into the massive organ.
San felt the massive cock expand above him as the giant continued on. He felt the liquid flow over him and knew that the torture was almost at an end. In a moment of pure bliss and agony, the giant’s seed erupted from its throbbing member. Wave after wave of the white goo shot forth out of the monster’s tip, first soaking the mud that it had been pressed so deeply into, then flowing down to the small creature trapped below. San had only enough time to take a final, hot, putrid breath before the mass of cum flowed over his body.
San could still feel the cock above him, pulsing as it sent out even more of the monster’s seed, as the pool continued to grow. The giant was slowly stopping, his thrusts decreasing both in frequency and strength. It was only a few agonizing moments before they stopped all together.
The giant pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, smiling in delight at the feeling of his cock being ripped from the quickly solidifying seed below. He glanced down at the hole he had made, and the mess that filled it.
Strands of the white mess still dripped from the monster’s gargantuan body, falling to the ground slowly. The puddle directly below his crotch was full, completely overflowing with the vast amounts of the giants seed.
Then there was the faintest sign of movement. The giant curiously looked on, amazed, as the tiny lizard pulled himself up from the pool of cum. As he breached the surface, the lizard’s mouth opened wide, his lounges greedily taking in the clean air around him. Each breath hurt, burned from the broken bones. Each movement was agony, yet somehow he was alive. That, in and of itself, was a miracle.
“Well little one,” the giant said down after a moment, his own chest rising and falling in deep breaths. “You are a resilient one.” He rolled over to his side, allowing the cooling mud to ooze around his body. “Never thought you’d survive.” San didn’t respond. Couldn’t respond. His body was broken in every possible way. It was all he could do to keep his head above the sea of white goo that surrounded him. He heard the low rumbling of the giant’s laugh. “Keep your head up,” the beast said as it pushed itself to its feet.
Once again his magnificent form rose above the tiny lizard. His muscles flexed, his skin glistened, covered both is sweat and the drizzle of the clouds above. “And keep hunting rats,” the beast casually said down. “Maybe one day we’ll meet again.”
The puddle rocked from the great tremors caused by the giant’s steps. Soon the waves became ripples, and then the ripples stopped entirely. The massive black form disappeared through the green foliage of the jungle, returning to whatever place he had come.
San moved backwards in the pool until is back rested on the muddy wall. He then let his head flop back into the mud, his eyes closed, his mouth smiling. “Still alive,” he breathed out. “Still alive.”