Why bother buying expensive weights and dumbbells when I've got the best equipment right here between my legs? Just lifting my gigantic orbs is a workout in itself, and I can even make them heavier! All I need is a few volunteers... Or, well, anyone will do, it's not like it makes a difference if they want it or not! I can get my weights as heavy as I wish, it's perfect for any kind of training.

I've experimented with them in the past, tried to fill them up completely. Weirdly enough, there doesn't seem to be a limit. Every time I think I'm finally full, I manage to squeeze one more person in. And even after that, all it takes is a single, vigorous clench to crunch all of my cocksnacks down to a more manageable volume. It seems I really AM bottomless!

Every once in a while some dumb preyboy will get closer thinking it's safe. I've devoured every single person at his family gathering, and judging by how muffled their screams are it's extremely cramped in there. No way I could possibly fit another one in, right? Surely I just decided I'd spare the cutest one so I could have a tight hole to stretch afterwards, and a stomach to pump full of his dead relatives, turned into an unrecognisable mess of lizard spunk and mangled bones. And with my sack being so full, there's no way I could add another body to the stew... Right?

Hah, if only! Nah, of course I just saved the cutest one for last to watch the last glimmer of hope fade from his eyes. First telling him to make out with the tip of my cock, getting it all nice and wet, opening the slit up for me. And then forcing his hand inside, enjoying the tug-of-war as he desperately tries to pull away. But my grip is too strong. It always is. And it always ends the same way, with another body buried in the graveyard between my legs. And once inside, my special cutie will be swimming in partially digested remains, a good chunk of them just barely alive, and he'll get an extremely accurate look at what he'll look like in just a few minutes, at the agony he's about to endure...

Few things are as satisfying as eradicating an entire family tree. Completely erasing a bloodline, chipping away at the gene pool and taking a tiny little chunk of it for myself. So many future possibilities, gone forever, exclusively for my pleasure. After all, my orgasm is way more important than the worthless lives of a few dozen people, and all of their potential future descendants. Ah, but wait, where was I going with this?

Oh, right! As I was saying, if you want to try working out and you're not sure where to start, just hit me up! I've got the perfect equipment ready for you. You won't regret it, I'm almost sure of it~

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This beautiful piece is a gift drawn by Prairie_Goblins from FA, a wonderful friend that I should really commission eventually. And so should you!

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