Brod: Breeding Osaka Pt. 01

Yara put her fingers on my mask.

"Uh ... Yara ... what are you doing?" asked Nahid, the amusement evaporating from her voice.

"My pet looks uncomfortable," she said. "Brod, how are your balls?"

"They hurt, Mistress."

"Mmh. Swollen and heavy?" Her sweet words rolled off her tongue like honey. "Sperm want to escape?"

"So badly," I confirmed.

"Brod. Would you like me to dress up as Korra tonight?" asked Yara.

"I still don't know who that is," said Jane.

"Oh ... Mistress. Please! I want Korra," I panted. Yara has brown eyes, but if she puts on a costume, she looks almost exactly like Korra.

"Who the heck is Korra?!" demanded Jane.

She removed my mask. Dr. Ghali was right ahead of me, staring in horror, her thighs slightly spread to expose her pussy. She crossed her legs.

"Brod, if you want Korra," Yara pointed at Nahid. "fuck!"

I lunged at Nahid, knocking over my chair. I grabbed her thighs under the knees, spread her legs, and in a split-second, my monstrous cock was slamming into her pussy, stretching her out in the blink of an eye. She howled at the ceiling, her eyes rolling back as her cunt exploded, spraying all over me as I stretched those silky walls like latex.

Yara cackled.

Jane chuckled, shook her head, and left the room. "Y'all have fun."

"That's what you get for making fun of Yara, Mom," laughed Mariam, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms under that great bust.

Nahid answered her daughter. "Mmmaaaugh-aaheeeeee!" SKLLRSCH. SKLLRSCH. She came again as I grabbed handfuls of her massive, bouncing tits. I squeezed them, fingertips digging into the flesh, gripping them like handles as I pounded my monstrous cock deep into her body. Her cervix barely registered against my rut-fueled organ. I was already deep in her womb, bulging out her belly, forming a tent of tan flesh that pushed up between her bouncing tits.

Yara laid against my back as I fucked Nahid. Her arms wrapped around me, and she rubbed my chest. I wrapped my arms around Nahid's legs, putting her calves on my shoulders, strong hands squeezing seizing those tits again. Skllrrrrt! Her thumb-sized nipples erupted with white arcs of milk, hot fluid spraying against my face and chest. I leaned forward, pushing her knees towards her shoulders as I wrapped my mouth around one of her nipples. Nahid's sweet milk filled my mouth and dribbled down, white trails on her brown tits.

"Hngh! Hah! Mmhhhuuhh!" cried Nahid. I groaned and closed my eyes. The hot flesh of her pussy was so slick, so smooth, caressing most of my cock with her feverish flesh. Pussies and asses feel great, but something about knowing I'm deep inside a cunt, with my warheads armed—that is a difference of magnitude.

I fucked that poor womb. It stretched and stretched around my cock, filling her deepest depths, pushing organs aside. Her head fell to the side and bounced against the desk. Nahid's eyes rolled back. Her tongue lolled out, and out poured gibberish and saliva. My cock was bulging upward in her well-trained pussy, tenting her belly so much I was fucking her tits as I fucked her cunt! Sklrrsch-sklrrsch-sklrrsch!

WHOMP-WHOMP-WHOMP. My gigantic nuts slammed against the wood of the desk. Her whole body was bouncing now. Pints of precum squirted out around my cock, combined with her nectar, coating me in thick, clear layers.

Yara ran her hands up my stomach and chest, fingers drifting through sweat. "Mmh, let her feel my bull-stud's power. Maybe I'll let him knock you up, Nahid. Would you like a brother or sister, Mariam?"

"No, because she's going to make me take care of it," said the younger Ghali.

Sweat rolled down my moist body. It slicked between my rolling, powerful back, against Yara's chest and stomach. Boiling-hot drops dripped on Nahid and mixed with milk, precum, and excess semen. WHUMP-WHUMP-WHUMP. I groaned. I could feel my nuts getting even tighter.

Nahid came again. Again. Her pussy spasmed, up and down, clenching and unclench, gripping my cock and loosening. Juices kept spraying against me. Had she stopped cumming?

Mariam bit her lower lip and sat down, slipping a hand down the front of her sweatpants. I'm not sure why Mariam liked seeing her mom get fucked, but I think it has to do with Nahid being put in her place.

"Maybe you'd like my bull to fuck you, next?" asked Yara.

Mariam shook her head. "I have a lot of activities planned that involve walking in a straight line."

"Ooh! My bull-fuck-stud is almost ready to inseminate this cow!" she said, looking at Nahid and giving a dark chuckle.

My hips kept pumping, my eyes were half-closed. My balls felt like twin pressure cookers about to erupt. My cock was pulsing with incredible intensity. My sperm were livid.

Nahid shook her head. "N-no! Suh-suh-suh! Haaauugheee! Sorryyyyyy!" she howled.

My monstrous organ lifted her ass a good six inches off the wood before she slammed back down, her head bounced back and forth, her hands gripping the edge of the desk with white-knuckle intensity.

"Haaurgh! I need to cum!" I told Yara.

Yara scratched red lines in my back and hissed, "Knock her up!"

My nuts contracted. A tsunami blasted down my urethra. White-hot pressure stretched it out. A swollen lump traveled down its length. I erupted like a volcano. BLOOOOOORCH! I came so hard my cock's explosion was audible throughout the room.

"Raaauurgh!" I roared.

SMAK! The audible sound of a solid mass of jizz impacting the insides of the screeching doctor. A secondary tent appeared at the tip of my cock, the size of my fist, and her belly began to bloat rapidly.

GLOOOOOORCH. A column of jizz as thick as half-dollar blasted from my cock for what felt like forever, a constant river raging for a good ten seconds as I emptied my nuts. SPLOOOOORCH. SPLOOOORCH. I groaned and slammed my hips into Nahid, fucking her even as I filled her. Her belly rose higher, higher, past her tits, spilling to the sides. Steaming-hot cream blasted out around my cock's girth, painting my hips, rolling down my legs.

And all the while, Yara whispered in my ear like a demon. "What a good pet you are."

The busty doctor replied. "Mhuuuh-fuuh-mmmrrrkh-hrrrmmmngh...." Finally, she went limp underneath me, tongue lolling out.

It didn't stop me from cumming.

BLOOORCH. BLOOORCH. Her legs were limp, her arms splayed out across the wood. Milk gushed from her tits, spunk gushed from her cunt, her belly grew and grew. SPLUUUUUURRCH! I panted. Minutes passed. She was as big as a bean-bag chair—and that's just what fit inside her. Much of my jizz was on the floor.

By this point, most of my cum was spraying out around my cock. For several minutes, this continued. A white, ankle-deep puddle rolled across my office floor.

Finally, I stopped cumming. Nahid laid there. Mariam's sweats were darkly stained. And my balls still felt overloaded. Schlluurrk! I pulled my monster cock out of Nahid. It pulsed heavily. Spluuuurch! My cum erupted from Nahid's blown-out cunt, a cavern gaping so wide you could shove a two-liter in there with no effort. She groaned.

Yara smiled and pushed me back toward the chair. She sat me down, and began to wipe the sweat from my face with a little towel before replacing the mask.

"Good boy. Do you feel better?"

"No."

"There are more sluts coming," she said. "I'll draw you a cold bath." She turned to Nahid. "And maybe you won't be so obnoxiously ignorant next time you talk about somebody's lifestyle."

Mariam chuckled. "No, she doesn't learn."

***

You may be wondering about my relationship with Yara if you never read The Trainer. Simply put, she is the one who introduced me to the dom/sub dynamic. And she's one of the few women who I'll submit to.

It's strangely satisfying. One thing most people don't understand is that submission is given, not taken. And I give it to her willingly. People also often ask me if I know that she's into the furry thing. She didn't get into that until after I met her, but it doesn't matter to me. While I'm not into it, I don't really care what she does on her own time if she enjoys it.

As far as Mariam, I believe that she has a deep-seated urge to get back at her mother, possibly for being obnoxious, unreasonable, or a general troll. As a child, her options for getting back are limited. So, maybe that's where it comes from? I'm not Freud.

A fourth thing you might wonder about is whether I'm always like this when in rut. The answer is yes. But for decades, I didn't have the advanced science of the good doctors at my disposal, and I had to learn to control myself. It is very, very difficult. Without the mask, most of my willpower is being used to suppress my urges. With the mask, I can't see or smell them, so it's far easier for me to conduct business and remain sane. But that doesn't help when someone verbally riles me up.

When you're dealing with dozens of small women barely larger than your cock, and when they're trusting you to know what you're doing, you have to suppress that beast, at least at first. And I've gotten very good at it. It just so happens that in the office, as part of my game with Yara and Nahid, I chose not to control myself.

That's why after I finished my warmup, I was able to control myself when Valeska and Thalita showed up.

That and the fact that they're both huge and I couldn't do anything to them they didn't want. Not that I'm in the habit of doing things people don't want.

Valeska was near seven feet tall, while Thalita was over that, and both of them were strongly built. They had thick, muscular thighs, toned cores, and powerful arms. Valeska was paler and had blonde hair. Thalita was darker and had a wild black mane.

"You ready to knock up these midgets?" asked Valeska, as charming as ever. "Hah, I bet those sperm-blimps are ready to explode!"

"Ooh. My poor little Brod," cooed Thalita, bending down and kissing my cheek. She caressed my face and nuzzled me. "I bet you're just a miserable little boy. All that sperm and no holes to put it in," she moved behind and wrapped her powerful arms around me. She put her chin on my shoulder. "Well we're gonna get you all ready to make some brand-new mommies, aren't we, Valeska!"

"We're gonna arm that pork-rocket to bomb some sperm-bags!" cackled Valeska. She takes weird satisfaction in the way that my cock wrecks less robust women. That and she's just generally loud and vulgar.

As far as Thalita, I still don't know why she acts like this. She's a seven-foot-plus statue of feminine strength. Even with as muscular she is, her thighs and tits are more than big enough to maintain an hourglass appearance ... with enough power to flip a car. Maybe. I wouldn't be surprised if she or Valeska could do that. And I'd be turned on if they did.

But regardless, here's this massive woman cooing and doting on me like I'm a twelve-year-old getting ready for a piano recital. I'm fairly ambivalent towards this mommy thing she does, but she enjoys it, so I let her do it when we're alone.

She kissed my cheek. "I can't let my little Broddy go in unprepared! Let's get to the tub."

I stood. We went to the bathroom. They stripped. I'd rented a suite with a massive jet tub for this exact reason. I stepped into it and knelt. She knelt behind me. I could smell hot sweat from their bodies.

"Did you guys work out?" I asked.

"The equipment here isn't for women like us," said Thalita.

Valeska knelt in front of me. "Funny watching all these short guys stare at you, though. I guess you're not the only Jap that likes looking up to women, huh, Brod?"

"Considering that you've used my face as a chair," I chuckled.

My titanic balls sat on the floor, taking up all the space between my legs and much of the space in front of my knees.

Thalita reached up under my body and began massaging my taint. Her strong, rough fingertips pushed up under as she helped loosen my spunk-firing muscles.

Valeska reached under my sack and began to massage the muscles that controlled my testicles. I moaned. My cock started growing. I leaned back against Thalita. She ran her long tongue up the back of my neck and gently bit my ear.

I didn't need any of this. But it helps deliver the best experience I could to the prospective mothers. And that was my duty. I was going to be fucking for nine or ten hours! Warming up is very important, no matter the sport.

"How does it feel?" asked Thalita.

"Mmmh. Feels like I'm gonna be nice and ready," I growled over my shoulder.

"Good," said Thalita. "You're gonna make so many happy mommies!"

"He's gonna make a big mess," added Valeska as she moved to kneading my balls. Even though her hands were properly sized for her huge frame, she needed both to caress and massage each of my swollen balls effectively.

And, of course, this just stimulated more spunk production. Every second, cups of gooey jizz mixed with precum was gushing from my cock, and my balls again felt like pressure cookers ready to blow up. My tip was leaning up against Valeska's body, pouring my hot juices down her sinuous abs. I groaned as Thalita pressed her tits against my back and reached around to grab my cock with both hands. Valeska wrapped hers around it, and together, they began pumping me.

"Let's get a test load out of you," said Thalita.

"I skipped breakfast for this," said Valeska.

Schlick-schlick-schlick. I loved how strong their grip was. Maybe it would have hurt a smaller guy, but for me, it felt great having two strong women milking my cock. I laid back against Thalita.

"Mmh! When was the last time my poor little Brod got off?" Thalita asked.

"Last night," I sighed. Schlick-schluck-schlick-schluck. My hot fluids splattered all over my stomach and rolled down the length of my pulsing organ. It ran through the grooves in my sack, filled them in, coated my nuts. The hot scent of raw sex radiated into the room, the smell of sweat-slick female muscles and dripping, potent semen.

Thalita's hand move back under my body and she began rubbing my taint again.

"I could be eating miso! Give me your damn soup, you cunt-chugging fuck-freighter!" yelled Valeska.

"Cunt-chugging fuck-freighter?" I repeated. "Mmph! Mmmnn. Where do you get your dialogue?"

"From an asshole. Now give me my damn breakfast," she growled.

I kept thrusting my hips into her hands. "I'm close," I groaned. It really didn't take much for me to get off in this state.

Thalita shuffled in front of me. I laid back against the tub's wall. There was just enough room for them side-by-side. They both bent down and began licking and kissing my glans, both sets of hands pumping my cock rapidly.SCHLICK-SCHLUCK-SCHLICK-SCHLUCK. Spunk and pre splattered wildly. Hot droplets of my own fluids on my face, chest, and stomach. Running down my legs.

"Nngh. Mmmh. Hannh!" I felt my balls tighten, my cock dilate, the heat blasting through my cock, so much semen it stretched out the throat. A geyser of white erupted. SPLOOOOORCH!

Valeska grunted, "Huurkh!"

"Nhhhnkh!" groaned Thalita.

White jizz painted their faces. Their mouths opened, and both of them began desperately gulping and milking my cock. SPLUUURCH. SPLUUURCH. Gluck-gluck-gluck-gluck! Their throats bulged as liters of jizz rushed in. Boiling-hot, fresh semen pumped into their gullets and down into their bellies.

BLOOOORCH. BLOOOORCH. I put my hands on their heads as I rubbed my glans over their faces. They lapped eagerly, valiantly meeting the challenge of my gushing spunk head-on. They gulped and gulped. Their chiseled abs disappeared. Bellies began to swell and bulge. Tan and pale, both sagged lower and lower as I kept gushing. SPLUUURT. SPLUUURT.

They released my monstrous, bucking cock. Neither wanted to get too swollen—they'd be participating in the festivities coming soon. But both of them looked pregnant now.

SPLOOOORCH! SPLOOOORCH! Cascades of white jizz splashed over them, steaming hot waves of goopy spunk crashing against their muscular bodies. It rolled between the valleys of their tits, painted them a matching white, and frosted over their thick thighs.

GLUUURCH. GLUUURCH. Long minutes passed as I blew my load. The massage made everything go more smoothly than usual. Semen rose from the floor of the tub. It flowed up, filling my own ass crack, up between my toes, around theirs, up over their calves. SPLUUUURT! SPLUUUURT! My cock bucked. I groaned and moaned. They panted. Thalita moaned and cooed. Valeska made grunting noises.

Jizz splashed over their backs, ran down their shoulders and biceps. It splattered the walls, white pearls flying away as the liquid bounced off of them. My seed ended up all over the mirror, the counter, the floor. Even the ceiling. Fortunately, though, most of it stayed in the tub, rising up past my waist and towards my chest, deep enough to submerge even my nuts. The very air was being replaced by my spunk, its scent edging out the smell of the hotel.

Finally, my load began petering out. BLOOOORCH. Blooooorch. Bluuuuuuurt.... And I was done.

"Aaahh!" gasped Thalita. "Oh, what a good boy!"

"Fuck!" grunted Valeska, wiping her mouth with her face with both hands before putting one on her belly and— "Braaaaaaaarp! Ugh." A massive, rumbling belch. She rubbed her swollen belly.

"At least excuse yourself," said Thalita.

Valeska stuck her tongue out at Thalita. "That sounds means I'm satisfied, you giant slut."

"Mmmh. It feels thicker and ... richer than usual," said Thalita. "I can feel your potence inside my belly, Brod," she purred. "Oooh. Tingling my skin. If I wasn't on Ghali's birth control, I'd be pregnant with a whole litter, I'm sure of it! My little Brod makes Thali so proud!" She sloshed through the jizz and sat next to me, putting an arm around my shoulders. "We're so lucky to have you as our breeding bull!"

"Bull? Hah. More like a kitten. But I wonder if Yara was right, and it will be an even better protein supplement when he's not shooting blanks?" mused Valeska.

I shrugged.

Valeska looked down into the pool of fresh, boiling hot jizz she was sitting in. "We need more test loads."

"I think she's right, Broddy!" said Thalita, grabbing my cock again.

***

Slooosch. Slooorsch-rooorsch. Steam fogged the windows. Heat rose off my semen. The air was a sperm-and-sweat-scented fog. We relaxed in the tub, which was now filled to overflowing, my jizz pooling on the floor below. Splat! We splayed our arms out on the sides. The pink dome of my still-eager cock peeked up above the white surface, pulsing with my heartbeat, sending out ripples.

"No wonder everyone who works for you has such nice skin," muttered Thalita.

"We should sell this as a spa treatment," said Valeska. "We could make a lot of money."

"That's ... actually a good idea," I agreed, nodding. "Nngh." I grunted. I was still horny as hell, even after filling a super-sized bathtub with jizz. The slimy, thick, goopy, sucking feel of my own seed was just making me hornier. No matter how much I came, my balls still felt full! I wouldn't feel any relief until tonight, and even that would be temporary.

"Hah. Look at you, going forest crazy," laughed Valeska. "These poor slanty-eyed sluts are taking water over their heads!"

I rolled my eyes. "This slanty-eyed slut pounded you into a comatose mess a couple weeks ago," I said, patting my own chest.