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I'm new around here but wrote some stories a long time ago about a super strong brutally huge muscle monster named Tony. Like all my stories it starts in the middle!

If you haven't read it I hope you like it. Also would love to chat to any guys who identify with what they read here, any guys that dream of being a TONY.

thanks,
brad



The Power Plant



As he reached the fortified walls of the power plant Tony turned to
look back at the city. Fully a quarter of it lay in ruins, fires
burned out of control, and the sky was filled with smoke and ash and
the dust of a half-dozen muscle-wrecked high-rises. Cars and rescue
vehicles lay strewn, burning, torn apart, crushed. Helicopters flew
overhead looking for survivors. Tony smiled as he watched yet another
office building collapse in a thunderous roar, its structure fatally
weakened by the rampaging musclegod. And he had accomplished all this
in less than 2 hours.

For all his incredible strength, however, even this behemoth could
tire, the exertions of mass destruction taking their toll.
Remembering the exhiliration and the strength restoring effect of
making contact with the power main embedded in the car park support
pillar, Tony decided he could tank up by coming to the source. The
huge power plant supplied electricity to the entire city and should
slam him with more than enough juice to get the muscle monster back on
track. Tony's cock stiffened as he imagined the feeling of his
mountainous muscles absorbing megawatt after megawatt, restoring their
strength and even growing with more and more disgusting mass and
power. He imagined his rampage continuing, happily ripping whole
buildings up and out of the ground, derailing trains, collapsing
freeway overpasses - he could never get enough?.He growled his
impatience at the security wall and attacked.

In his relatively weakened state the concrete barrier absorbed a
number of well-placed punches before enough of it crumbled for Tony to
push his way into the compound, his massive shoulders forcing the
blasted gap larger as he muscled his way in. He looked up at the
great dome that housed the nuclear reactor and smiled. He ran his
hands over his muscled belly as if he were about to sit down to huge
Thanksgiving dinner. Spotting the main power line that fed the city,
he started making his way toward his meal.

The line was a foot thick and hummed with enormous power, millions
upon millions of watts gushing through it. Hungrily, Tony reached
down and sank his mighty fingers into it and ripped it up and out of
its steel supports. Holding it out in front of him, he used all of
his last reserves of strength to tear the line apart, his shoulders
and arms and pecs rippling with power and effort, his eyes squinting,
teeth gritted, he pulled with everything he had. After about twenty
seconds of unrelenting muscle power, the line finally gave up and
exploded apart in a shower of sparks and huge arcs of mega-electricity
flashing and burning the air like a giant welding torch. Even Tony
was surprised at the violence of the power he held in his hands and
wondered if even his body could take what he was about to unleash on
it. His lust for strength and power and destruction overwhelmed his
better judgment, and slowly but deliberately he muscled the sparking
halves to his seething pecs, figuring that the enormous thickness and
density of this muscle would be able to take the impending onslaught.


As the two halves made contact with the flexing mountains of muscle,
lightening bolts of energy blasted from the torn ends into Tony's
body. An exploding sun of pain tore through every part of Tony's
magnificent frame, pain unlike anything he could have imagined. Every
inch of his bronze skin burned as if under a blow torch, and he roared
in agony, again and again. Every gargantuan muscle quivered and
flexed up hugely as if defending themselves against the overwhelming
flood of power. Tony held on, unable to drop the lines, the torn ends
practically glued to his pecs, the power blasting through them so
strong he was unable to pull them away. On and on and on the
unimaginable wattages blasted through his wildly, uncontrollably
convulsing body, and Tony felt at any moment he would explode. And
then, something strange and very satisfying began to happen.

Tony's body didn't explode. While all he could see was blinding white
light, he began to feel the tide begin to turn. Though the wattages
continued to hurtle through him, the pain started subsiding quickly
and his muscles began to relax, and the wrenching, terrifying
convulsions that had racked them for the last few minutes subsided.
As the pain lifted completely, and his vision cleared, Tony grinned,
realizing that his body was adapting and beginning to take charge
(sorry) of the situation. Agony turned to numbness and then to
pleasant warmth and then, gradually, his cock hardening, to a horny
lust for more and still more. He felt restored, his strength and
muscle density at maximum, ready to unleash more mayhem on the city.
In fact, he felt great, stronger than ever, and looking down at the
shower of sparks blasting into his seething pecs, mmmmmm, he imagined
his body absorbing the energy as a kind of mega-nutrition, and he
fucking loved it. But rather than drop the power line and get back
to destruction, Tony being Tony, enough was never enough. He loved
his new strength, but he wanted more. He wanted it ALL. And nothing
was going to stop him from getting it.

Grinding the sparking ends hard into his pecs, he concentrated on the
power, and imagined his muscles pulling it, sucking it into him. He
groaned with pleasure as his body yanked more and more in, gulping
down megawatt after megawatt, ripping the unwilling surges out of the
line and into his ravenous, insatiable muscles. Hmmmmmmm - it felt so
fucking good, his muscles swelling against his skin, growing harder
and stronger, pumped to bursting with tidal waves of power. Looking
down at his growing body, his dick hard as a girder, his skin glowing
with might, Tony scowled slightly and concentrating, increased the
pull, dragging the power in at such a rate that his body had nowhere
to go but bigger. 10 feet, 12 feet, 15 feet, slowly but inexorably
his massive frame grew more and more enormous with each passing
second. And did Tony love it. Roaring his approval, his mega body's
strength was such that the surging power had no choice but to gush
into him like billions of gallons of water bursting through a dam.
Except all that dam crushing power was slamming into HIM, and at 25
feet he felt the concrete beginning to give way under his incredible,
earth-crushing weight weight, crunching down delectably beneath his
feet. At 30 feet he looked down at the puny world around him and new
he was the most powerful being, fuck the most powerful ANYTHING on
earth. Growing, flexing, roaring, pushing the collapsing lines into
his heaving unbelieavably huge chest he reached almost 50 feet of
mind-boggling muscle when the power lines finally melted away to
nothing and the growth began to subside. His chest heaving, gulping
massive breaths, every sweat covered muscle in his mega-gargantuan
body flexing involuntarily and enormously, Tony's head began to clear.
Grinning from ear to ear Tony brought his arms up very slowly and
flexed his building size biceps into granite hardness, encrusted with
throbbing, water main sized veins pumping 10s of thousands of gallons
of super-charged blood to every inch of his invincible body.
MMMMMMM Oh YEAH! This muscle boy's ready for some BIG FUCKIN' FUN?

Tony walked over to dome that was about as tall as his abs. .Looking
down at the power plant that was beginning to glow with the heat from
meltdown that Tony's assault of the power line had unleashed, Tony
grabbed his cock and squeezed it with enough pressure to collapse a
building. It just purred, dribbling gallons of pre cum. He could
feel the radioactivity surging out from the overheated and now
chain-reacting plutonium. His gargantuan body was already horny for
fucking and for more planet destroying strength and size. And he knew
what to do about it.

Dropping destructively to his knees, he ran his hands over the dome's
warm concrete. His knees planted wide, his thighs pressing against
the dome on either side, Tony grunted and arched his back, bringing
his arms up and flexing and pumping them proudly and hugely in a
terrifying display of absolute power and dominance. Smirking, he
leaned slowly over the dome, his boulderous abs dragging across the
top, the sensuous warmth and hardness of the concrete matching the
concrete of Tony's belly. The underside of his cock pressed mightily
against the reinforced concrete, designed to withstand the impact of a
747. Reaching around with his gargantuan arms he pulled himself in
hard against the power plant. The muscle giant groaned and grunted
happily as he squirmed against his sex toy and adjusted his
mountainous body into fucking position. Ungh?ungh?hmmmm?.his mighty
muscle-cocking ground against the sturdy dome, slowly ripping off huge
chunks of concrete and steel, the roughness of the surface pleasuring
Tony no end. Squeezing the dome more and more tightly, his hips
bucking harder and faster, slamming into the weakening structure, his
obscenely muscular, ripped glutes and thighs flexing hard and wildly,
he continued his ecstatic assault. Soon the deafening grunting and
groaning and roaring was accompanied by the explosive CRUUUNNCH of his
mega-cock, harder and huger than a jetliner, blasting it's way through
the collapsing dome. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH Tony roared as he ground his
dick in, crushing everything in its way, his bucking and slamming only
building in strength and power as he felt his orgasm building,
hurtling past the point of no return.

Suddenly the head of Tony's mighty rod had thrust so deeply into the
collapsing plant it made contact with the plutonium rods that were in
meltdown. The massive charge of energy they were releasing slammed
into Tony's delirious, pumping dick . ARRRRRGHHHHHHH Tony growled as
the megatons of power rammed into his massive frame, a feeling of
exploding strength and power and size took over, his body expanding by
the second, overcome by the euphoria of absolute god-like massiveness
and mountainous brawn. Breathing heavily, deeply, happily grinning as
he watched the world shrink relative to his growth, he just kept
slamming his still growing dick into the crushed plutonium rods,
willing every ounce of juice into himself, sucking and dragging it out
greedily and insatiably. More, more MOOOOORRRRRRE!!!!! Ungh ungh
ungh?hmmmpppph hmmppphh YEAAAAAAAHHHHHH? he came, thousands of
gallons of his mega cum flooding into the collapsing plant, his body
still swelling with more and more granite muscle and size. Feeling
mean, he lifted his humongously muscular arms over his head, and
brought his fists down hard onto what remained of the dome, crushing
it instantly, blasting it to rubble. Collapsing happily into the
rubble, crushing everything flat under the unimaginable weight of his
mega muscle body, Tony just kept pumping his joyous, still hard dick
straight through into the earth, groaning and moaning as his shots of
cum gradually subsided and finally, the muscle monster slowly came
down, relaxing at last his mountain range of sweaty, incredibly pumped
and veiney muscle, gradually settling into the rubble. Sighing
happily, taking deep, sensuous, pec swelling breaths, Tony dragged
himself grinning to his knees, and rubbing his right hand over his
abs, he reached down with his left and squeezed the last few shots out
of his softening cock, his cum landing heavily onto the remains of the
plutonium, sealing in the residual radioactivity forever, the cum's
density greater than lead. When it cooled it would set many times
harder than steel, a permanent memorial to Tony's mega fuck.

Bringing himself up to his full 400 foot height, Tony just stood,
relaxed, his awesome frame glistening naked in the afternoon sun, and
looking down and across the half-ruined city, brought his unimaginable
arms up into a double-bicep, slowly bringing the muscle up into full,
mountainous glory. Smirking at a world that had not begun to feel his
true might, Tony then looked at one massive arm, then the other,
flexing them up even more gigantically, and with a satisfied nod,
lowered them to his side and started walking slowly toward the next
city, much bigger and better defended by the huge military than the
one he had destroyed. Perfect.

[iceman75]

Hey man, did you write all the Tony stories or just this one, just asking because I'm a fan of Tony back when he was more regular size, like when he was fighting Superman and killing that huge bull, I am not a fan of giant stories, no offense to you or any other writer of giant fiction, but I prefer most of my muscle men to be 8 feet or under. I'd like to see more Tony stories where he is normal size, but doing tremendous feats of strength. Now, as far as this one goes, yeah, he's already huge when the story begins, and then grows to 400 feet tall, I'm not into that at all, but at least your muscle description is very good.

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here he is taking on a bull. my apologies to guys who have already read these. I didn't write all of the Tony stories and yes it's true there is a giant element in some. i was curious to see where the strength and power could go and it just seemed right at the time.

I love the writing here by the way and some of the role plays I've seen are fantastic. There are some really talented writers. I am more of a "cartoonist" as a writer. Not much development or detail. Mostly fun.

Anyway, I thnk Tony would feel right at home with the other muscle crazed beasts here at the evolution archive.

brad


The Bull
Part I

?Tony made his way out of the water and up the beach, the sun
glistening off his huge, dripping frame. He was hungrier than hell.
It had been over three hours since he had devoured the great white,
and destroying the submarine had taken a lot of energy. The massive
pump he sported made it worthwhile, though. But that pump needed
feeding, and it needed feeding NOW. It was time to tank up, absorb
huge quantities of protein, and continue his rampage through the city.


Spotting the city's slaughterhouse, Tony stopped, stretched, and
rubbed his big hand over his abs as if to soothe his growling stomach.
There should be plenty enough meat there, even for him. A real
all-you-can-eat. And Tony can eat. And nothing gets between him and
his meal.

Being a Sunday, there was no one around. Too bad, he could go for a
little mayhem right now, his hunger making him cranky. Still, there'd
be plenty opportunity for that after lunch. He really needed to get
to work destroying bridges and rail lines leading out of the city, as
well as the airport. These dumb fucks would figure out what they were
up against sooner or later, and though they couldn't stop him, they'd
probably try to evacuate, and there's no fun in leveling a ghost
town. It was the smell of fear and the terrified, anguished,
desperate screams of the inhabitants that gave the mass destruction a
special flavor.

Tony reached the huge brick building quickly, his hunger adding
urgency to his step. The massive rolled door, locked or not locked,
was irrelevant as Tony slammed one fist and then the other into a
wall, a huge hole opening up instantly . Disappointed at its puny
resistance, he pushed his way through the opening, and finding the
hole too small for his massive shoulders, just flexed his delts,
shattering his way in. Reaching one of the huge refrigerators, Tony
grabbed the door and ripped the whole thing off its hinges and tossed
it away. Inside he yanked an entire side of beef off the chain that
held it suspended, and took it back outside where he could enjoy his
lunch. His mighty arms wrapped around it in a bear-hug, he devoured
the entire side in less than two minutes, tearing huge chunks off with
his teeth and sucking them down, barely chewing. When all the meat
was off the bone he ate that too, crunching happily, sucking the
marrow. Soon, nothing of it was left, hundreds of pounds of meat and
bone in his belly, his muscles already beginning to absorb the
protein, their strength and density growing by the second. Tony
belched and flexed and groaned with pleasure at the sensation of his
muscles throbbing with new power and size.

As he made his way back in for seconds, his gargantuan body still
hungry for more, he heard rustling and the sound of heavy hooves
coming from behind the slaughterhouse. There he found a large steel
enclosed pen. Inside: an enormous and very restless bull.
Genetically engineered for extra aggression, size, and strength, it
was at least three times the weight of a normal bull, all of it muscle
and bone. Tony sized the bull up and saw a worthy opponent - but one
that he would humiliate and defeat utterly. An evil smile crossed
his lips - why settle for just another side of beef, when he could
have the whole thing?

Walking up to the pen, Tony realized the bull had not yet noticed him.
It was time to make himself known. Grabbing the bars, he started to
rip them up out of the reinforced concrete, but then changing his
mind, he just forced them down, crushing and tearing the steel bars,
pushing them screeching into the dirt, his arms and shoulders flexing
with new might, pleasured by the resistance of the collapsing steel.

He had the bull's attention. And though a good eight-foot section of
the enclosure was crushed and open, the genetically altered behemoth
wasn't going anywhere. Grinning, Tony stepped over the broken steel
and sauntered casually toward his latest plaything, his pumped arms
held wide but relaxed, his balls pushed forward by his massive,
twitching thighs, his hardening dick swaying from side to side with
each ground-shaking step. Clenching his fists absent-mindedly, his
forearms flexed into sides of beef themselves, criss-crossed by huge,
throbbing veins. Feeling he was close enough to enrage the animal,
Tony stopped about 30 feet from the bull, set his feet wide, planted
his hands on his hips, and waited for his opponent to make the first
move. Taking a deep breath, he looked down approvingly at his pecs
as he flexed them into mountains of power.

The gigantic bull charged, snorting and raging and closing fast on
Tony. Unconcerned, he stood his ground. Just as the tons of
muscle and bone hurtled into range, Tony reached out and quickly
grabbed a horn in each mighty hand, the bull pushing him back step
after step, its power surprising Tony, shaking his complacency. Step
after step, he was driven back by the incredible momentum and sheer
massive brute strength of the bull. He'd had enough. Time to show
this puppy what real man strength was all about, what fucking brutal
really means. Flexing his enormous arms and shoulders, arching his
back, his feet planted wide, his knees bent slightly, Tony began to
absorb the bull's forward momentum and slowly and inevitably brought
him under his control. The bull was able to push him back just a few
more feet until Tony stopped him completely. The animal struggled
mightily in Tony's grip, pawing and grinding at the ground, kicking up
huge clouds of dust, trying to get some purchase against the
musclebeast. Throwing its head from side to side, bellowing its
anger and frustration, it fought against a force it had never
encountered, against strength it could not even imagine. Its tons of
muscle easily capable of flipping an SUV, it was getting no where with
Tony, but its enormous aggressiveness drove it on. Tony smiled down
at his new toy, his muscles pumping up from the resistance the bull
was providing, the pleasure of his dominating strength swelling
within him, growing by the second. He loved the way the bull threw
everything it had at him, all its tons of crushing muscle, only to be
held back with now little effort by the musclebeast.

After a few minutes of this one-sided the battle, the bull's
aggressiveness turned to apprehension and fear as it sensed that not
only could it not push Tony back, it couldn't pull away from him
either. In a panic it started dragging away from the monster, pulling
back with every ounce of its strength, its muscle now powered by
terror, its survival instinct supplanting mere brute aggression. Now
the struggle became truly titanic as the hunter became the hunted, the
killer became the prey.

Tony could sense the change, could smell the fear, and his brain
shifted gears from playful to predatory. A slight scowl developed on
his face, and his body started to change. His heart pounding, the
garden hose size veins across his gargantuan frame throbbed obscenely,
pumping supercharged blood to his already enormous but still swelling,
granite hard muscles. All this time the bull's struggle was becoming
increasingly frantic, desperate, it's bellows shifting into hoarse
squeals of terror. Every ounce of it's massive strength was being
directed into tearing itself away from the musclebeast, to free itself
of that terrible grip. Tony barely even noticed its life and death
struggle. He was aware only of the orgasmic sensation of his entire
body growing and bulging and hardening, his strength expanding in him
like the mushroom cloud of a hydrogen bomb. Growling low and
sustained he felt his cock hardening into steel, precum drooling
copiously onto the dry earth between his legs. His balls churning with
cum, Tony threw his head back and roared, everything he had going into
holding back, to make this last, to keep this feeling going, growing,
exploding inside him.

As his head cleared somewhat, orgasm delayed but supercharged, he
looked down at his sextoy and was pleased to see it was still with
him, still putting up a gargantuan struggle. Horny as hell, his dick
and balls demanded attention. NOW. Still gripping its horns, Tony
dragged the once invincible mega-beast's head to his crotch, and
relaxing his arms a bit, let it blast its muzzle into his balls and
dick, slamming again and again and again with wall shattering power.
He loved that it thought this would hurt him, that it could somehow
fight its way free. Instead, he just groaned and grunted at the
pleasure the bull's "attacks" were giving him, his balls loving the
attention, and Tony savoring his utter domination over the frantic
beast. HMMmmmmmmmmmmm he moaned as it ground its head between his
thighs, against his sex, the precum bubbling down, splashing stickily
over the bull's head, too determined and terrified to be humiliated.

Sensing the exhausted bull wasn't quite strong enough to pleasure him
properly, Tony's bloated arms flexed hugely and he dragged the
helpless beast once more into crotch, totally in control, grinding
it's head hard against his throbbing balls, grinning down at it, at
the pleasure it was giving him so unwillingly. Seeing all that muscle
struggling so hopelessly against him was too much, much too much.
Sighing, he realized he was about to go over the top, so he finally
released his grip on the bull's horns, letting it stagger away,
thinking it was free, thinking it's nightmare was over. Tony just
stood there laughing, his chest heaving mightily, his thick and
granite hard dick ramrod straight, demanding more. He decided to give
the bull some time to recover its strength. Not that it would do it
any good, but there wasn't any sport for Tony in crushing a broken,
completely exhausted opponent.

Absent-mindedly he scratched an itch on one of his brick thick abs,
his stomach growling ominously, the sun glinting off the slight sheen
of sweat covering his brown, gargantuan body. Tony decided it was time
to finish this. Squeezing his throbbing cock, he started making his
way toward his plaything, making a point of walking heavily, slamming
one foot down and then the other with the full thrust his thighs could
deliver, shaking the earth, sending a little message of just how
fucking unbelievably powerful he was, how huge his muscles were, how
heavy and strong their size and mega-density made him. God he loved
his strength, his power? He was unstoppable, and soon this town, shit,
the whole fucking world would fall to its knees, begging for mercy.
But that would have to wait a bit. Today, the rodeo was in town, and
Tony was scheduled to ride a gigantic, fully recovered and now
extremely angry bull?

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The Bull
Part II

Violently pawing the ground, shaking the earth under its weight, the
tons of muscle and bone were ready to take their revenge on the
musclebeast. Tony just walked up and raised in arms in mighty
double-bicep, proudly thrusting every muscle in his body out in a
perfect image of utter dominance and incomprehensible power. Seeing
this, and feeling wave after wave of power radiating from the
muclebeast, the bull lost control of its bowels and bladder.
Shivering and shifting wildly from side the side the cornered animal
spotted the gap Tony made in the pen just 20 feet away and made a
desperate lunge toward freedom. Laughing, Tony just reached out with
his huge left hand and caught the terrified animal's horn as it tried
to run past.

This time, Tony's muscles primed and pumped to maximum size and
strength, the bull was brought to a complete stop almost instantly.
In mortal terror, it fought with everything it had against that one
arm, that obscene girder of muscle that held it with humiliating ease.
Tony savored again his domination of the bull, absorbing everything
it had into one arm, even idly flexing his forearm into greater
enormousness, reminding himself of the vast power that he wasn't even
tapping into, what he held in reserve, the bull's puny resistance
barely noticeable. Pulling the animal closer, dragging it kicking
and bellowing to his side, he reached over and grabbed the other horn.
Throwing his massive leg over its back he stood straddling the bull
like a too-small bicycle. Easing his grip a bit, he smirked at the
poor beast's desperate struggles. Squirming and wriggling like bait.
Occasionally kicking up with massive force, its enormous back muscles
slamming with the power of freight train into Tony's balls and inner
thighs. Fuck, it felt SO fucking good, all that wriggling, struggling
muscle. The bull's resistance, however feeble relative to the muscle
monster's strength and power, was sending Tony's lust for destruction
beyond the point of no return, bringing on, unstoppable, the beginning
of the end.

His hydrogen bomb horniness exploding through his brain, Tony closed
his eyes and flexed, tightened his grip on the horns, and bending his
knees, he lowered his truck-scale crushing bulk onto the struggling
beast. The feeling of Tony's granite ass pressing down on his back
threw the bull into a new fury, and it directed all its strength into
bucking the muscle beast off. At the delightful sensation of the
rough fur grinding against his thighs and balls, Tony unleashed more
and more and still fucking more of his weight, cruelly pressing his
tonnage onto the poor beast's now inadequate spine, all its
genetically engineered muscle never designed to support anything like
Tony. Ungh. Aaaaaaahhhhhh. Tony settled his crushing bulk and it
felt great. Now the bull's struggle against him became a battle
simply to escape the shattering weight of his super-dense muscle.
With his feet off the ground, and wrapping his huge legs around the
bull, Tony made himself comfortable and let the beast drag itself
forward, trembling with muscle fatigue. He looked down at his cock,
bigger and harder than a cannon, gushing pre-cum in torrents down the
bulls head and muzzle. Step after struggling, quivering step,
bellowing in terror and effort, the bull dragged itself forward in a
last ditch titanic struggle to reach the muscle-blasted opening in the
steel fence. Tony was loving the ride, rocking from side to side
with its huge effort, feeling the tons of muscle struggling, flexing
and quivering beneath him, struggling just to support his weight,
dragging more and more slowly forward. Occcasionally he squeezed his
thighs, an instinctive response to the incredible sensations emanating
from his loins as his bulk crushed down, releasing the pressure only
when he felt the ribs were about the crack. He loved to feel the
bull's wheezing, grinding struggle, and shifting his weight could feel
its massive efforts shift in response. Leaning forward and arching
and flexing his mountainously muscled back he pulled his bulk up and
down the beasts back, again and again, dry-humping the doomed bull.
Grunting, he flexed muscle group after muscle group, fascinated with
his own power, and leaning back again he finished up with a double
bicep so huge and dense, it was as if his weight increased with the
disgusting bulge of those monsters.

Finally the bull's heroic but futile struggles began to bore and
annoy him. Planting his feet, and lifting his bulk momentarily off
the beast, sneering at the relief the bull radiated at the lifting of
his mountain crushing weight, he slammed his ass down on its back,
knocking all the wind out the beast, laughing as he rode it to the
ground, its legs collapsing under the assault, it lay in the dirt
exhausted, breathing heavily and with difficulty, the monstrous bulk
straddling its back pressing mightily into its lungs, threatening to
crush his ribcage. Still, it struggled.

Ungh? Ungh? Ungh ?Ungh? Grunting, Tony lifted and then rammed his
mighty bulk into the animal again and again and again, its squeals of
terror and agony driving him on, his horniness and fast approaching
orgasm making him feel meaner and meaner. Ungh? Ungh? Ungh? he felt
bones breaking, ribs cracking, his plaything beginning to collapse
under his assault. Disappointed the bull didn't try to get to its
feet, he realized his assault had crushed its legs- it was never
walking again. Damn puny fucker? Damn? he wanted more fight, more of
a challenge than this...

His anger and frustration taking over, his left arm bulging
monstrously, he started to pull and twist and slowly wrenched the
bull's horn right out its skull. Blood spurted from the hole, it's
moaning and squealing reaching a new pitch. Tony looked dumbly at the
huge horn, once the bull's deadly weapon, now nothing but a fragile
souvenir to the musclebeast. Leaning over its head, grinning evilly,
Tony showed the bull his trophy, its eyes lolling in agony, and when
he felt he had its attention, started squeezing. It cracked and
crackled and shattered and crumbled to nothing, pieces of it dropping
onto the doomed behemoth's muzzle. He twisted the other off as well,
ripping a large piece of flesh and skull with it, but instead of
crushing it, pressed it sharp tip against the mountain of throbbing
muscle of his pec. Barely even denting his super-tough hide, his arm
flexing wildly, grunting, smirking in his smug knowledge of the
inevitable, he crushed the weakening horn harder and harder against
the granite muscle until it splintered and collapsed into a thousand
pieces. Ballooning his pecs hugely in triumph, Tony grinned to see
only a tiny scratch marking the point where the mighty horn had
collapsed between the thousands of pounds of pressure and the
unyielding mega-muscle. Not only was he invincible, he was
invulnerable, and the world would soon be finding this out the hard
way...

Rising to his feet, still straddling the quivering mass of defeated
muscle and bone, Tony arched his back and pounded his pecs with his
fists, and sending seismic tremors down into the earth, and his
monster cock at full mast, he roared in triumph. The bull shivered in
agony as its eardrums shattered under the sonic assault. Leaning
over, Tony grasped the bull in a bear hug and dragged it easily off
the ground, his roiling, glistening back and ass muscles flexing
hugely as he straightened up, the huge animal suspended off the ground
in his crushing grip. Its once massively strong but now weirdly
broken and twisted limbs hung bloody and limp, dangling and wobbling
pathetically. Tons of beast pressed heavily against Tony's monster
cock, grinding it between the back muscles of the bull and his much
harder, stronger cobbled abs. Tony loved it. Pulling it into a still
tighter grip, he dragged the squealing, still squirming weakened
mega-beast hard up and down the sensitive underside of his cock, up
and down, up and down, the rough fur along its huge back a delicious
added stimulation.

Almost immediately his pelvis began its instinctive thrusting, his
glutes flexing, quivering, his knees bent slightly, his
incomprehensibly powerful thighs spread wide and happily supporting
the combined tonnage of the musclebeast and his prey. His eyes
squeezed shut in anticipation of the mega-pleasure to come, Ungh?
Ungh? Ungh? Mmmff? Mmmmff?Mmmff?Ungh?Ungh?. Tony grunted and groaned
in rhythm with the mighty thrusts, his head thrown back on his massive
neck in response to the ecstasy swelling inside him, his mouth open
slightly and drooling, his massive arms squeezing tighter, slowly
shattering what ribs remained intact, pressing the bull still harder
against his delirious cock, sex-sweat dribbling down his chest and
arms and thighs, mingling with his drooling precum, muddying the earth
at his feet. Alive but broken, the poor animal's head shook and
lolled crazily from side to side with each mighty, increasingly
violent thrust, now only barely able to register the pain which
drowned its brain in great tidal waves of agony.

Still maintaining the mighty glute-powered thrusting, Tony shifted his
grip, and supporting the weight of the bull with only the crushing
power of his left arm, grabbed the bulls right front leg where it
attached to its body. His mighty fingers digging into the meat packed
leg, separating muscle from muscle, he started to twist and pull, the
bones and ligaments cracking loudly, blood dribbling around his
fingers. The bull responded with deafening squeals that Tony found
very pleasing. With little effort he ripped the bone and muscle
apart, and slowly and unstoppably tore the leg from the bull's body,
blood spurting, hide and meat hanging from the destroyed but quivering
limb. Then, noisily, he started devouring the still-living flesh,
chewing and sucking and crunching through meaty flesh and bone and
marrow and hoof and in little time the once mighty leg was consumed,
its protein almost instantly beginning to be absorbed into his
insatiably hungry muscles. Feeling his strength blooming again, Tony
groaned with pleasure, and gradually increasing the power of his
humping thrusts, he went to work on the other foreleg, ripping it off
even more easily and consuming it just as greedily. The hind legs
took more effort, being enormously strong and muscular, but the
musclebeast's strength was growing again with what he had already
eaten, and he tore those off and gobbled and grunted them down, the
feeling of his growing strength and swelling muscles pushing him into
an instinctive feeding frenzy. Eating, crushing, fucking, destroying?


AAAARRRRRHGGGGHGHHHH?.he roared, it was too much, and lifting the bull
up away from his torso he rammed it with massive force onto his
monstrously huge and super stimulated cock, his steel rod blasting
through feet of bovine back muscle, the resistance of the massive meat
pleasuring him enormously. Thrusting his cock again and again he
rammed through the poor beast's spine, shattering it, and feeling it
explode against the "sensitive" tip took him at last over the edge,
the bull's dying moment his moment of total domination and planet
crushing pleasure. His huge balls launched their mighty load as a
cannon blast that tore with thermo-nuclear power through the bull, its
body bloating, almost inflating, cum spurting out of it mouth and ears
and nose until finally its eyes exploded, and with one more shattering
thrust Tony triumphantly unleashed yet an even more massive load and
squeezing his arms, the bull's head just blasted off its body, ripping
meat and hide with it, jetting across the compound, it's launch fueled
by torrents of cum that roared and gushed out where its head used to
be attached. Through lust-clouded eyes Tony smiled weakly as he
watched it land with a thud over 50 feet away. Then, with a grimace
of determination and a few more slowing, finishing thrusts, the
at-last sated musclebeast collapsed on top of the limbless, headless,
rib-shattered bull, his massive dead weight squashing what was left
into little more than cum-soaked hide and crushed bones and organs.

Catching his breath, his arms and legs spread wide in post-coital
satiation and abandon, squirming slowly and sensuously in the gore,
Tony rolled lazily onto his back and rubbing his belly belched loud
and long. He stretched his massive arms and legs out wide and then
relaxed every gargantuan muscle. He sighed contentedly. Reaching
down to his cock, now lolling half-hard against his thigh, drunk with
pleasure, Tony squeezed out a relatively minuscule gallon or two of
cum, and one last, delicious, groaning jolt of ecstasy.

Lying there in the sun, his chest heaving, recovering quickly, running
his hand across the mountain ranges of his pecs and abs, he watched a
747 jetting across the sky. In the distance he could hear a train
rumbling down the track. Nearer, the roar of countless cars on the
freeway leading in and out of town.

He smiled? closed his eyes?and falling asleep?he dreamed?

[iceman75]

Thanks for posting those, man, that is one of my favorites because its pure muscle against pure muscle and Tony overcomes with his superior strength, growing huge in the process, but not giant, which I have never been a fan of. I hope someone takes Tony and makes him small again, but overwhelmingly strong, like a character from Chip Masterson, able to rip the Earth apart with his bare hands.