Chapter 1. On the Milano
The crew of The Milano watched as their newest shipmate, the Asgardian Thor devoured a roast boar all to himself, accompanied by half a dozen massive tankards of beer, a pile of creamy potatoes and a huge chocolate dessert. Ever since they had left Earth it seemed as if Thor hadn’t stopped eating. Peter Quill desperately wanted to say something, as he scowled from the flight deck. But he knew if he made a comment, it was likely the others would think it sour grapes, as everyone knew how sensitive he was to having Thor on board. Luckily his other crewmates weren’t so insecure.
“Man!” Rocket grumbled. “Are you sure you didn’t miss anything? Maybe there is other food in the ship you didn’t eat.”
“There is?” Thor asked, his mouth half-full, unaware of the sarcasm. “I am still feeling a little peckish,” and he looked around to see where this food might be hidden.
“You used to be a big God,” Drax the Destroyer growled. “Now you are just big.”
Thor roared with laughter as if the remark was the biggest joke he’d heard. The other three shipmates exchanged confused glances. They all – even Peter, grudgingly – liked Thor. And having him on the ship gave them much greater strength for whatever they might face. But that was the powerful Asgardian they had known. This one seemed in danger of unsettling the balance of the ship! But how were they going to get the old Thor back?
Before they had a chance to think further on the issue, Nebula walked over. “The sensor has picked up life signs in the temple where the gems of Pelutha. Someone should go down there.”
“Excellent!” Thor roared, getting up from his seat with a grunt. “I will do that.”
“Are you sure?” Rocket struggled at the thought. “I mean are you up to that?”
“I am a God, tiny animal,” Thor said, “I can just fly down there, subdue the aliens and come back with the gems from the temple. Simple.”
Drax and Peter looked at Nebula but she just shrugged. She didn’t seem too concerned if Thor didn’t come back. “The Shi’ar claim the gems as well. So, they might be there as well,” she gave a monotone warning.
Thor headed off to his quarters to change out of the comfortable t-shirt and sweatpants he had got used to wearing into his Asgardian uniform. He hadn’t worn it for a couple of weeks but it must have shrunk because it was quite the struggle to get into it. He knew he’d put on a little bit of weight on his stomach, so that made his tunic a bit tighter. But his pants had definitely shrunk as he really struggled to get them over his arse. He felt himself starting to sweat as he had to grab both sides and heave the pants upwards. But he was really having trouble getting them over that arse. Twice he felt his arse bulge and resist. Eventually he had to lean forward, his big stomach pushing out underneath her tunic and armour. But at least he was finally able to pull his pants over his arse.
He then had to push his soft stomach back under his armour, feeling sweat run down his face as he squeezed everything in. Finally, he was ready to go, even if everything was very tight. As he took his first step, he found it a little tighter than he remembered. He needed to take a few deep breaths to calm the sweat that was coming down his face. Eventually he got his breathing under control and he looked around for his weapon. As he reached for Stormbreaker, he suddenly had an embarrassing thought. Usually when he got dressed in his armour, he had to be conscious of getting his big cock into his pants. He felt himself go a little red as he surreptitiously reached down to try and stuff it back into his pants, only to be surprised to realise that there had been no problem. His cock had gone into his pants without the usually straining and rejigging that he usually needed.
Thor padded his crotch. Yes, it was definitely there, he lifted his eyebrows. He realised that it had been a while since he’d pleasured a maiden. A while since he’d even felt the joys of an Asgardian Youth’s Pleasure. Which was the phrase he and his friends had called wanking. Well, he would have to do something about that when he got back. Or maybe there would be some maidens down there at the temple who might desire a gods ravishing. ‘Or maybe’, Thor thought, ‘There might be some delicious treat down there he’d never eaten before’. He found himself licking his lips with delight. And with that thought firmly lodged in his head, Thor stepped into the airlock and headed down to the planet below.
Chapter 2. The Shi’ar
Thor arrived inside the temple with a thud and staggered a little, unused to such a poorly balanced landing. Something made him glance down and he was shocked to realise that the vibration had caused his pants to slide down around to his knees. He could feel the wind touch the sensitive hairs around his arse and he shivered. More than a little embarrassed, he was forced to put Stormbreaker down and heave his pants back up again. It took him several goes – the flight hadn’t made his pants any looser – and he found himself hopping around in frustration. Eventually with them back up and his brow wet with sweat, he was able to stride into the temple. Luckily for him, he thought, no one had witnessed that.
“Ah hah!” Thor roared to the empty temple. “Give me your gems!” he declared before tripping on the flagstone and falling flat on his face. As his body hit the ground, his large stomach caused him to bounce and he went sprawling, dropping his weapon and winding himself. As he struggled to get up to his knees, he heard laughing from behind him.
“Really?” A voice spoke, disbelieving. “This is the great Thor? Did you see that landing? And what was with the hopping around with his arse out?”
“It can’t be,” a second voice exclaimed. “It just can’t be. My whole life I’ve heard about him. And this was it?”
Thor was shocked to discover that he wasn’t alone and that whomever it was, had seen the embarrassing accident and the struggle with his pants. He needed to get back up as quickly as possible and regain his aura. But the fall had winded him and he wasn’t able to spring to his steps like he usually would. Eventually he was forced to scuff around on his knees until he was facing the right direction and then he could finally get one foot more upright. He launched himself upwards and as he did, he found himself looking directly at two aliens who were standing nearby with disappointed expressions on their faces. The look so bemused him that he forgot to be careful and he heard an enormous ripping sound as he swung his second leg up from the ground.
“I am Thor of Asgard!” He declared, swirling his axe in one hand and giving them his trademark grin. However, for the first time he felt a little less confident saying it. Especially with a big rip in his trousers and the fact that his arse was flooding out of it. “Hand over the jewels,” he ordered, “Or I shall destroy you all.”
The two Shi’ar looked at Thor and then at each other, unbelieving. And then as Thor’s stomach popped out the bottom of his armour, they both burst out laughing. When Thor didn’t laugh, they gave each other one further look, shrugged and then lifted their side-arms and fired simultaneously. The first blast sent Stormbreaker flying out of Thor’s grip, and the second one hit Thor straight in the centre of his armour.
The armour split in two and the force threw Thor against the temple wall. The force pushed his legs wide apart and the small rip he had heard before, turned into a much bigger one. “By Odin!” Thor gasped. He tried to get up but the split armour now pinned his arms back and the torn trousers made it impossible to get up.
The two Shi’ar walked up to him slowly, smirking at him. “You know,” the first one – Altzar – said to the second – Talhua, “I always dreamed that one day I would capture a great Asgardian god and we would be able to ransom them for a fortune, or we’d even give him to our women-folk as a gift. For them to pleasure themselves on. But this,” and he shook his head.
“He’s so…” Talhua found himself a little lost for words. “He’s so… fat!” he finally exclaimed.
They both stood staring at Thor as he remained slumped on the floor, huffing and puffing as he struggled to get up. “I… am… Thor.”
“It’s such a shame,” Altzar moaned. “We’ve gone and captured the great Thor and we can’t do a thing with him.”
“Well not like we imagined,” Talhua agreed. “Still,” an evil expression crossed his face. “Maybe it’s not so bad,” he pondered. “Maybe there is something we can do.” And with a nod to his partner, he walked right up to Thor and started to pull off his armour.
“No!” Thor tried to protest but without his axe or hammer he felt weakened and enfeebled. The Shi’ar pulled off his armour and taking his tunic in his hands, he tore it in two. Sitting with his legs splayed apart and his back against the wall, Thor’s stomach looked large and soft and his once hard pecs positively bounced as he was de-robed.
Without a second thought, the Shi’ar each grabbed an arm and pulled Thor up. The once mighty god didn’t even try to fight it and as he stood, his pants, having already been torn, fell straight to the floor, leaving him completely naked. Thor had never felt ashamed of his nudity before. Usually, it was quite the opposite. In the past, Thor had loved showing off his huge muscular body and everyone had loved seeing it. Now, just the looks on the faces of the two Shi’ar made him blush. He lowered his head in subjugation and tried to cover his modesty, though his hands struggled to reach around his stomach.
“Look at him!” Altzar exclaimed as he stepped forward and patted Thor’s stomach. “It’s so soft. He’s not the macho hero anymore.”
Talhua lent forward and cupped Thor’s pecs in his hands. “Look at them!” and he jiggled them. “They’re like a big pair of titties.”
“You’re not wrong,” Altzar agreed, reaching up to slap Thor’s flabby, bouncing pecs back and forth. “It’s like she’s a big girly, girl now.”
Thor blushed right to his roots; in a way he never could have imagined. He had never been called such a thing before and yet here he was, captured, naked and unable to defeat a couple of aliens he should have easily over-turned. He looked down at his pendulous pecs and flabby stomach. He wasn’t the macho power god he thought he was. He was a big girl with big bouncing breasts. “No!” he wailed, but it wasn’t convincing.
“Oh yes you are!” Altzar laughed. “Yes you are,” he teased Thor. “You’re a big girl, with those big breasts. But don’t you worry. Big girls are beautiful too.” And he leaned in to kiss Thor right on the lips.
Thor was shocked but he didn’t, he couldn’t fight back. Talhua reached around and gave Thor’s big, bouncing arse cheek a big slap. Thor hadn’t been spanked since he was a little child. The thwack administrated to his large arse shocked him even more than the kiss. “Ohhhh!” Thor … there was no other word for it. Thor had squealed.
The two Shi’ars burst into rough laughter. The sort of laughter Thor remembered from the Halls of Valhalla. And yet now it was he that was the object of fun. “There’s our little princess!” Altzar declared. “But she’s been such a naughty girl and eaten all the cakes in the palace, haven’t you?” And he rubbed Thor’s large belly.
“Or maybe someone’s gone and knocked her up,” joked Talhua. “That’s why her breasts are all sensitive and her rump so big and juicy. Whatta think?” And he leaned forward to pinch Thor’s nipples.
“Ohhhh! Ahhhh!” Thor squealed before another firm spank landed on his big, juicy, bouncing arse cheeks. “Ahhh! No, no, no… Owwww!” And he sucked in air and tried to stop himself from making any more humiliating sounds.
“What’s the matter, my chubby little princess?” Talhua laughed. “Don’t you think you deserve a proper spanking for getting tubby?” And he jiggled Thor’s belly.
“Don’t call me that!” Thor protested, though he found his voice croaking a little as he said it. “I’m a man,” he gulped in air.
“You think you’re a man?” Altzar snickered, and he slid his sidearm up between Thor’s legs until it bumped over Thor’s soft dick. “What’s this then? A little stubby bump? Is that the cock of a man? I would say you were a chubby little boy with that fat stomach of yours but one look at your long, feminine hair and your huge knockers and no one is going to see anything but the slutty big girl we see. Who the fuck do you think you’re fooling?”
Thor didn’t know how to respond. He had put on weight. He had just been hoping it would all go away by itself. He had lost his sexual desire but he thought it was just the result of being on a ship without any female company. Well apart from Nebula. And that didn’t count. Even he wasn’t that crazy. “I can get bigger!” he protested.
“Like this?” Altzar asked, and pulled his 9 inch, still-soft cock from his pants. Thor’s mouth dropped. No way could he even come close to this in size, and it wasn’t even hard. The Shi’ar saw the Asgardian’s reaction and smiled. They knew they could do anything they wanted. And well, it was boring guarding this temple. Who was to say they didn’t deserve some pleasure?
Chapter 3. Thor’s Pleasure
“Well, our chubby princess?” Talhua said, as he walked around in front of Thor and pulled his equally impressive cock out of his pants. “Are you going to show us that you’re a man too?”
Thor blushed. He went to try and wank his cock but instead he found his touch made it shrivel away even smaller. He didn’t want to admit that even fully hard he wasn’t as big at the two Shi’ar before him.
“So?” Altzar questioned. “You’re not a man then, are you?”
Thor hung his head and didn’t answer.
“You’re just a chubby little princess who’s got caught with her panties down, aren’t you?” Talhua snarled. When Thor didn’t say anything, the Shi’ar walked around behind Thor and gave the Asgardian a tremendous spank with the leather strap of his sidearm. The strap cracked across Thor’s big, juicy arse but also slipped between his legs and caught the sensitive area around his balls.
“Ohhhh! Owwww! Oooooo!!” Thor howled. And without him realising it, his eyes flooded with tears and they streamed down his face.
“What are you?” Altzar demanded. “We need to hear it.”
Talhua cracked the strap against his soft arse again and Thor howled.
“I’m a…” and he sniffed to try and stop the tears. “I’m a… a chubby little princess,” he eventually choked out.
“And what are these?” Altzar slapped his hand across Thor’s fat pecs. “They are my titties,” Thor gulped.
“Very good,” Talhua whispered into his ear as the Shi’ar pressed his body and his thickening cock against Thor’s juicy arse. “And what’s that?”
“That’s my cunt,” Thor sobbed.
“Well, I was going to say it was your arsehole,” Talhua chuckled. “But sounds like our chubby little princess knows who she is now.” The Shi’ar put his hands on Thor’s broad shoulders and pushed him down to his knees. “I’m sure you know what to do when a real man’s in front of you.”
Thor had been blown plenty of time, by men as well as women. Never once did he feel the need to go down himself, until now. But he knew what he needed to do. He opened his mouth and Altzar’s cock filled it. The Shi’ar gave him time to get used to the feeling before he pushed more of his cock in Thor’s mouth. The Asgardian didn’t know what other men’s cock’s tasted like, but if they tasted anywhere near as nice as Altzar’s, then he really had been missing something.
Thor had always lived life in the moment, and he could not deny that having a cock in his mouth was pleasurable. It felt good to suck on it, it tasted sweet and salty at the same time. It was the dessert he’d been craving. Is that what he’d been missing? He had to have more, he had to find out what the cum tasted like. If it was anything as good as the cock itself, Thor rolled his eyes back in pleasure.
“Oh! Look at the little princess go,” Altzar laughed, surprised and delighted how quickly Thor had got into it. “She wants it bad.”
Talhua strode around, his cock sticking straight out. He stroked Thor’s long blond hair as his cock grazed the Asgardian’s face. “That’s it, you chubby girl. You never thought you’d get a real man feeding you your cock, did you? Well now you have two.” As Thor greedily tried to fit the second cock in his mouth, he didn’t realise that he was starting to push his arse higher and higher into the air.
“Would you look at that?” Talhua marvelled to his friend. “She really wants it? She wants it so bad.”
“Fuck I’m so up for this!” Altzar exclaimed. “Who knew a few too many desserts would make the fearsome Thor a total girly bottom? I’m gunna have to fuck her. Would you look at that cunt?”
And the two Shi’ar gazed in admiration as Thor’s big, white, juicy arse bounced up and down, the crack opening as it did and his perfect, un-touched, pink cunt winked at them.
“I gotta nail that!” Altzar decided. “It’s hotter than my missus cunt. It’s even hotter than your missus cunt,” he blurted out. And he pulled his dick out of Thor’s warm mouth.
“Noooo!” Thor moaned, fearing he was losing it before he got to taste the cum.
“Sweet Errectus!” Talhua laughed. “We’ve got Thor hooked on Shi’ar cock. Don’t you worry my tubby princess,” he stroked Thor’s hair. “There’s plenty more cock here. And they say, if you swallow a Shi’ar load, you never want anything else.”
That thought made Thor even more aroused, though his own cock stayed resolutely soft and tiny, and hidden by his belly. Altzar encouraged him to stand with his legs apart, while he remained bent at the waist so that he could keep his lips around Talhua’s cock.
Altzar’s hands roamed all over Thor, as he slowly ground his cock against Thor’s cunt, savouring the moment. “Oh yeah,” the Shi’ar moaned. “I’ve always loved a fat girl,” he said as he grabbed at Thor’s stomach. “Usually ‘cause they’re so fucking desperate for cock.”
“Ha ha, fuck that’s right,” Talhua moaned, enjoying all of Thor’s impressive technique. “I love the way their titties bounce up and down as they suck dick.” And he reached down to jiggle Thor’s tits. “We gotta get him in a sexy little bra and thong. I reckon we could sell tickets to that show.”
Altzar didn’t answer, he was too busy lining his cock up with Thor’s perfect cunt. “Here you go my fat little princess,” he whispered, “Take my cock. Take a real man’s cock. You’re about to realise what you were made for.”
Thor let out a loud, whimpering moan as he felt his cunt open up for Altzar’s huge cock. ‘By Odin!’ He thought to himself. ‘Sucking cock had been awesome. But having one slide into you… that was beyond pleasure.’ He bent his knees to allow more of Altzar’s cock inside him and pushed back. The sensations he was feeling were amazing. When Altzar’s cock found his larger-than-normal prostrate, he suddenly felt pleasure he’d never before felt. No woman had made him feel this way. No victory had made him this happy.
Meanwhile, Altzar was finding that he had not been wrong, this cunt was better than any other he’d ever slipped into. He felt so awesome fucking this Asgardian. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he’d be in this position. Even if the Asgardian was fat. Actually, it was more arousing to see such a noble warrior reduced to this. And loving it. ‘Fucking this cunt felt awesome. It felt slick and wet…’ “Man!” he gasped to Talhua. “It is fucking wet and warm in here. It seriously is… I didn’t even have to eat her out. She’s like … ohhh, ohhh!” Neither Altzar, nor Talhua, nor even Thor knew that Asgardian prostrates, once touched, let forth a flood of warm, juicy liquid. Pleasure rocked Thor, tingling all parts of his body. He tried to hold on to Altzar’s cock but that was too much. And with that Altzar came deep inside Thor. “Fuck that fat pussy!” He moaned.
Just the thought of a warm, wet Asgardian pussy – one made for Shi’ar cock – pushed Talhua over the edge too, and he came. “Father Clitorius!” He screamed, and he shot a huge load down Thor’s throat. He grabbed onto Thor’s long hair and held his face on his cock as he came over and over again. Thor gagged and spluttered but he was desperate to swallow all of it. He’d never need to eat a dessert again. This was the best taste in the universe.
Eventually Talhua had finished and he pulled out. With no one holding him up, Thor lost balance and fell to the ground, bouncing again as she did. He rolled onto his back and lay there in bliss. “Oh yes,” Altzar exclaimed. “That was amazing,” he said as he went to hug his friend.
“Look!” Talhua said, pointing behind them to where they could see that Thor, without touching himself or even getting hard, had clearly cum, his legs were covered with his own juices. “What a big slutty girl he is.” And Talhua threw a jewel across to Thor, where it bounced off his stomach. The Asgardian had to scramble in the dirt to try and pick it up. “You come back princess and we’ll give you another one.”
Thor blushed but nodded his agreement. He licked his lips and could taste it. Oh, he had to have it. As he went to gather his clothes and armour together, Altzar aimed his sidearm at the pile and blasted it. Thor gasped.
“It was ruined,” Altzar laughed. “Anyway, next time we want you in a little bra and a thong, pretty fat princess. Otherwise,” and he shook a finger menacingly. “No cum.”
Thor was humiliated but immediately his taste buds salivated at the thought of Shi’ar cum. He’d do anything for another taste. He held the gem in one hand and grabbed Stormbreaker in the other, powering himself back to the ship.
As he entered the airlock, naked and grinning, Peter Quinn and Drax could only stare at him, lost for words. “Got one gem,” he threw it to Rocket. I’ll go back tomorrow for the rest,” he smiled.
“Do you want something to eat?” Nebula asked. She’d have lifted an eyebrow if she had one to lift.
“Naww!” Thor snorted. “I’m over food. Got something better.”
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