*Throb throb, throb throb* The sound is faint, but audible. Some noises may be concerning, to which they’re right in this situation. It’s the sound of blood flowing through my “male dominance stick”. It’s already bulging, but not enough to satisfy my intentions. I slowly stand up, the creaking of my hips are heard, straining to lift my swollen nuts off the seat. I grin, a small ounce of sweat falls on my pants. I can’t help it, but it’s obviously too late to use my own hands to empty my mountainess oysters. I slowly turn my head towards an innocent female. I feel her feeble heartbeat pulsing life into her baby cavern. I use my thighs, with the density of stone and the circumference of a large Dominoes pizza, to fluctuate the air around me, moving me closer to the sweet smell of XX chromosomes. She stops like a deer, with her eyes fixated on my bulging “head light”. I know my time has come, and with a quick burst of 1.47e7 joules of energy, my clothes evaporate into a fine mist of cotton. She is shaking, but I am smiling. “Hello, Madam” I whisper with a sound resonance of 130 decibels. My cock lifts with a velocity of 20m/s, stopping at her waist with a quick snap. I pick her up gently, and use my enormous masculine hands to slowly slide her body onto my pulsating “dragon stone”. I don’t have time to rip off her clothes, and instead my penis penetrates through her lingerie like a knife through warm butter. I move her in a light motion, groaning with each slide. After 24 hours of gentle caressing, I flex my cock… This is when I knew she had little time left to live. I grunt out “I’m sorry little one” as my mammoth sized penis flexes, destroying all her female anatomy. The cum from my balls shoot out her eyes like a fountain, and I collapse to my knees, crying. I’m not crying due to her death, but knowing that my balls have only endured a small amount of pleasure in the past 24 hours, still craving for more innocent bodies. I slowly stand, her entrails lubing my still-pulsating cock. As I attain my posture standing, I look out across the horizon, and move forward slowly, searching for the mate that will be consensually raped by my swelling blood tube.