She was sliding up and down our cocks and I could feel the muscles in her ass grip tight and relax with every stroke. Her moaning was getting louder a...d it felt like her asshole was getting tighter. I had taken as much as I could and I was ready to explode when she stopped moving. I couldn’t stop my explosion of cum but the muscles in her ass got so tight that it felt like she had a tight grip on my shaft and wouldn’t let me cum. My mind was in a complete fog of ecstasy and I was in agony. He was used to it by now. This was an every day reality working for Monstermales.com. A porn company with a roster only of seven-feet tall studs of solid muscle packing inhuman-sized dicks, it had become the most famous and lucrative studio in the world. There was a revolving door of female talent, all of which got fucked into oblivion after a couple of scenes. The nineteen, twenty, and in one case twenty-three inch dicks simply ruined them.‘Pssst!’ a sound caught his attention, ‘Steve.’Steve. The girl slowly looked down at her titanic breasts, touching them gently as though they were foreign objects. Panic stricken, she looked up at Chastity."What... how...."Chastity reached down to help the girl, stopping as she noticed that her own hand had changed. It was larger than it should have been, and less delicate-looking. Her forearms were hairy, leading up to the rolled-up sleeves of the man's shirt she found herself wearing. Steve's shirt, she realized. As she looked down at her now. “Uh…Laura,” I said hesitantly. “I’m not sure you want to go there…” “Oh, that’s funny, brcause I am,” she said confidently, stroking a finger lightly up my asscrack. Damn, that felt good. “I mean, uh…” I swallowed. “I’m not gay, so…” “That doesn’t mean you don’t like to be assfucked,” she said, pressing her fingertip against my anus and moving it in small circles. “It just means you don’t like to be fucked by a man. I’m not a man, so…problem solved.” “But…but…” my eyes widened further as.