An Examination
Thor was glad to be back on Earth at the Avengers HQ, because his search for a cock that would satisfy his cunt had been a disappointment. He knew immediately that he had to find someone who could help him, and he thought it might quite possibly be here. He’d stopped over-eating, even put himself on a diet and started to train again. But while his stomach had started to disappear, his titties and his big, round, bouncing arse had not. He wasn’t sure why this had happened. Maybe he just needed to train more. But that was the strange thing. He just couldn’t lift what he used to. He couldn’t train as hard. There was definitely something afoot and only one person would know the cure.
Bruce Banner sucked his teeth. There were no words for it, Thor had definitely changed.
“You’re a doctor!” Thor bellowed. “You need to find out what’s wrong with me.”
“I’m not that sort of doctor,” Bruce tried to explain. But of course, he knew that argument was pointless. He was like some lazy plot point in a novel. Every time anything vaguely science- or medical-like came anywhere near the Avengers, he knew he would be expected to know the answers. So, he had built up a diverse collection of knowledge for just these times. After all, it wasn’t as it there were Asgardian doctors around. “I’ll help you, don’t worry,” he quickly told the downcast Thor. “But first, why don’t you tell me what happened.”
And so, Thor did, in graphic detail. He was, after all not ashamed of the sexual pleasure he’d given and received. He was probably more ashamed how he had over-eaten and got a little tubby. Bruce couldn’t help his eyebrows jump up when Thor demonstrated how he’d danced for the Shi’ar. But he took detailed notes as Thor explained what pleasure the Shi’ar cum had given him, how much he enjoyed giving it and how even Drax’s fisting had made him feel so special.
“After you were penetrated,” Bruce enquired, “Did you have any seepage?” “What do you mean doc?”
Bruce squeezed the bridge of his nose. “Did any cum leak out of you after you’d been fucked by the Shi’ar?”
“No,” Thor shook his head. “Does that normally happen?”
“So, you’re telling me you’ve been walking around with loads of Shi’ar cum in your arse?” Bruce enquired.
“And in my stomach,” Thor laughed. “Don’t forget about that,” and he licked his lips at the memory.
“But then Drax fisted you,” Bruce said. “And you said you leaked after that?” “It was everywhere doc,” Thor remembered. “It was running down my legs. And ever since then I’ve felt tired and weak.”
“Hmmm,” Bruce pondered. “I’m going to have to run some tests but I think that Shi’ar cum has fundamentally changed you.”
“Does that mean I’m always going to need regular doses?” Thor asked. He seemed pretty happy with that idea. Not that he was sure how he would get some. But he’d work that out.
“I’m not sure that’s the solution,” Bruce shook his head. “I need to run some tests. We’ll take some blood, do a body scan, and then some semen.” Bruce got out a needle and withdrew some blood. Then he came over with a robe. “Put this on and we’ll do the scan.”
Thor looked at it dismissively. “I don’t need a robe doc,” and he stripped naked. It was the first time Banner had seen the full size of Thor’s titties and arse.
“Well… wow,” the doctor mumbled. “You know what? I should, I should probably… examine you first.”
Thor nodded and stood to attention as Bruce examined his titties. “These look a bit bigger than I remember,” Bruce murmured. “And your nipples.” “Ohhhhh,” Thor whimpered.
“Your nipples,” Bruce’s finger rolled around them. “They look big and very tender.”
“Oh… ah… they are doc,” Thor groaned.
“Just jog on the spot for me,” Banner ordered, his curiosity inflamed.
Thor did as he was ordered, his titties and arse, unconstrained by clothes, bounced up and down vigorously. He started to sweat and become short of breath very quickly.
Bruce indicated for him to stop and then he held Thor’s titties in his hands. “We might have to consider getting you a bra and some panties,” he teased But Thor just nodded his agreement, so Bruce continued the examination, wondering how far he could take it. “Now if you put your hands on the table and get your legs apart.”
Thor did what he was ordered. Banner was surprised how compliant he was. He now felt duty-bound to test that too. He was after all, a doctor. “I want you to push your arse back for me,” he ordered. Thor did so without question. “And if you could hold your cheeks apart for me.”
Thor’s big hands reached around and pulled his cheeks apart. “Can you see doc?” He asked.
Banner inserted a gloved finger carefully. “Interesting.”
“What is it doc?” Thor asked. “What do you see?”
“Well, your hole is definitely enlarged,” Bruce said. “Usually they spring back quite quickly, but your hole seems to have stayed open. As if it no longer is satisfied. Can you feel this?” Banner slid one finger inside.
“A little,” Thor mumbled. “Could you… could you put another finger in?”
“Really?” Bruce smiled. “Just the one?” And he slipped in three fingers, opening Thor’s cunt up.
“Oh yes,” Thor moaned. “You can see doc how much I need it… oh more.”
“Well, well,” Bruce agreed. “It’s as I suspected.”
“What is it?”
“We need to complete the tests first,” Bruce explained. “So, let’s scan you. If you can lie on your tummy first.”
Thor squeezed himself onto the table and submitted to the scans. Bruce came back out from the booth. “Ok that’s good. Now one last test. I need to get some semen out of you.” He handed Thor a glass beaker. “Can you wank into that for me?”
Thor agreed and reached underneath his tummy to his cock. Just being naked in front of Bruce had aroused him but his cock remained stubbornly three inches. He kept wanking but his cock stayed resolutely tiny and gave no ejaculation.
“Having trouble?” Bruce enquired.
“Uff, ah,” Thor grunted. “Nothing seems to be coming out.”
“Let me have a look,” Bruce said, squatting down on his haunches. He was sure he had seen Thor’s cock before and this little thing, was nothing like it. His testicles looked a little smaller than before too. “Have you cum recently?” Banner asked Thor.
“I came,” Thor gasped, “When Drax was fisting me. I came a lot.”
“And since then?”
“I… no. Not since then,” Thor blushed a little.
“Have you tried?”
“A few times, but I gave up trying,” Thor admitted.
“What did you do instead?” Bruce asked.
Thor shrugged, a little embarrassed. “I sat on the handle of my hammer. It’s not thick but its long and it reaches the spot that makes me cum.”
“But you just said you hadn’t cum,” Bruce queried.
“I meant it makes me orgasm inside,” Thor had to explain.
“I see,” Bruce nodded. He reached over and took Thor’s small cock and ball in his hands. “Yes. A little boy’s cock like this. It’s not meant to get erect or cum.” For the first time Thor blushed a little, and so Banner was inspired to see how far he could take it. “It’s clear the Shi’ar cum has devoured the testosterone in you. You only have a little bitty boy willy now. It’s unlikely you’ll get hard again.”
“Well, I don’t feel anything when I play with it,” Thor admitted. “Though I do remember when I was a boy, my cock looked like this. And if I played with it, I’d get a spanking.”
“Then don’t play with it,” Banner warned him. Thor swallowed and nodded. “After all, The Hulk could definitely put you over his knees. Now I guess I’ll need to take a swab from inside your hole and I’ll have to have the semen right out of your balls. Can you get on your hands and knees on the table and spread your legs?”
Thor did as requested, and Bruce took a swab from inside his hole. Then the doctor reached between his legs and gently fondled Thor’s balls. “Even your balls have shrunk,” Banner concluded.
“The treatment you’ll give me,” Thor asked. “Will it get bigger afterwards?”
“We can’t be sure,” Banner admitted. “Ok, so this is going to hurt, I won’t lie.” And he pushed the needle into one of Thor’s shrunken testicles.
“Eeeeeeeee!” Thor squealed at the top of his voice. His head shot up and tears sprung to his eyes.
“Almost done,” Banner softly said, as he pulled the needle out. “There.”
“Oh, oh, oh…” Thor sobbed. “Owwww… it hurts, it really hurts!” And he crawled off the table and fell to the floor, his hands cradling his aching balls. “Now, now,” Banner protested. “It wasn’t that bad.”
“It was, it was!” Squealed Thor, as he rolled on the floor in pain.
Banner walked to a cupboard and opened it up. “This might help with the pain,” he said, and returned to hand Thor a rubber dildo. “I used this on Black Widow when she was suffering from anxiety,” he needlessly explained. “Why don’t you go over to the sofa and suck on it.”
Still sobbing like a little kid, Thor sulkily took the dildo and crawled over to the sofa. He curled himself up and started to suck on the dildo and within moments Bruce heard the sobbing recede.
Chapter 7. The Only Solution
It took Bruce Banner a good hour or so to review the test results, do some research in some fascinating medical journals that other alien races had exchanged with him, and come to a conclusion. He had never seen such chemical and physiological results but it was clear what the impact of the Shi’ar cum had made on Thor’s body. No wonder they were a known as a ferocious race.
The alien medical texts went into great detail about the impact of Shi’ar cum. There were old stories of the Shi’ar taking enemy warriors prisoners and then making them disappear. Crazy stories circulated until one Shi’ar confessed that the prisoners were force-fed Shi’ar cum which they swiftly became addicted to. Eventually the prisoners would start to express milk via their titties, and the Shi’ar would keep the prisoners as milking cows. From the milk came the famous Shi’ar butter. The texts went on to say that of all the aliens converted, humanoids provided the most delicious milk. Clearly if Thor had continued to be fed Shi’ar cum he too would have been converted into a milking cow. What price an Asgardian God, turned into a Shi’ar milking cow would fetch, made Banner decide not to mention this.
Luckily the dual effects of Thor stopping cold turkey, and having all the Shi’ar cum flushed out of him by Drax had prevented that from happening. However, the impact of the Shi’ar cum that he had swallowed had already made its impact. His shrunken cock and testicles were probably here to stay for ever. But his body now demanded Shi’ar cum to feed his muscles. So, without it, he would shrink back to being a little boy.
There was a solution though. A gamma injection would re-set his bodies balance. And Bruce Banner as the Hulk could produce a huge gamma injection. One load of the Hulk’s cum would keep Thor’s body generating muscle for years. There was just one downside to all of this. Bruce ran the simulation a number of times, but the answers always kept coming out the same way. There was only one thing for it, he was going to have to speak to Thor and get him to make the choice.
Bruce came out of his office to find Thor still on the sofa, tears now dried, but still naked. “Thor, I have some answers for you.”
“Oh good,” Thor said, gingerly getting up off the sofa.
“Now…” Bruce paused and looked around. “Where’s the dildo?” he asked. Thor just winked at Bruce and patted his arse to indicate where it was now firmly lodged.
“Oh right,” Bruce smiled. “Well, you have two choices unfortunately. Fundamentally the Shi’ar cum has changed you. Changed the inside of you. If you carry on without further cum or treatment, you will shrink back to being a boy.”
“How small?”
“Probably to match the size of that little thing,” Bruce flicked Thor’s cock with a pen.
“So, I need more cum then?” Thor asked.
“I didn’t want to tell you this,” Banner scratched the back of his head. “But if you keep swallowing Shi’ar cum your breasts will become bigger and produce milk. Have you ever had Shi’ar butter? Yeah, well now you know where it comes from. And trust me, it won’t just be a squeeze in the morning. You’ll have to be sent to a farm and milked like the other cows,” Bruce informed him.
Thor swallowed. “So that’s not an option.”
“No,” Bruce agreed. “There is one other option though. If we give you a big enough injection of gamma radiation your muscles will be able grow again…”
“Let’s do that!” Thor demanded.
“Hang on now,” Bruce cautioned him. “It isn’t just as simple as that. I’ve looked all over for the right intensity of gamma and there is only one source that will work without you having to have daily injections.”
“Great!”
“Woah, woah, woah!” Bruce had to restrain him. “The only source is the Hulk’s cum.”
“Huh!”
“And…” Banner held his attention, “It can’t be ingested down your throat. It has to be injected into you.”
“I’m gunna be fucked by the Hulk?” Thor gasped. “No way.”
“But there’s a problem,” Banner cautioned him. “I checked the full dilation of your hole. And I’m afraid it’s not big enough to take the Hulk’s cock. The Hulk’s cum loses its gamma intensity very quickly and I can’t see the big man wanking.” Bruce looked at Thor in the eye. “So, I will need to operate on you and give you a proper cunt.”
Thor laughed aloud. “You’re crazy doc! I’m the God of thunder. I had absorbed the power of a star. I can take anything.”
“Are you sure?” Banner asked. “The truth is, that your cock will never grow bigger,” Bruce explained. “And your balls will never produce any more cum. The Shi’ar and Drax have seen to that.”
“You think a man’s pleasure is purely centred on his penis?” Thor asked. “If I’ve learnt anything over the last couple of weeks, it’s that pleasure can be found in so many parts of the body. Honestly if I’d have known it could have been that great getting fucked, I would have let Loki have a go when we were kids. Boy, he was always saying we should play around… starting to miss the little troublemaker.”
Bruce sat down beside him. “Listen pal, I ain’t gunna lie to you. It’s gunna be painful. But if you think you can take it, well you’re an Asgardian. We’re gunna have to relax you a little though.”
“Yeah?”
“I got these little things from Captain Marvel,” Banner smiled. “Amazing little crystals you crush up. You take a quick sniff and it’s like being massaged by an octopus.”
“A what now?” Thor asked.
“A creature with eight arms,” Banner explained. “Not important. You’ll love it.”
Chapter 8. Gamma Injections
Thor woke up in his bed at the Avengers HQ. He ran his hands down his biceps and then his titties, damn he felt good. He went to touch his little cock and while it didn’t give him any pleasure, it made him think that others might be more willing to fuck him once they knew he had a little-bitty, boys willy. He blinked his eyes and saw The Hulk standing nearby. But it wasn’t The Hulk that he remembered. This Hulk looked a lot more like Banner than usual. Almost a merge of both of the men. “Huh?” he murmured.
“Well, hey Thor,” he said. “You feeling better?”
“You look different…” Thor said.
“What? Oh this,” The Hulk touched his face. “We call this Smart Hulk,” he laughed. “Best of both worlds.”
“I thought…” Thor tried to say.
“What?” Smart Hulk laughed. “You were going to be fucked by the Big Guy? Man, you never would have been able to take his cock. It’s like 12 inches in diameter.”
“Oh right,” Thor felt so deliciously mellow, and his whole body tingled with delight. He looked at Smart Hulk. He had Banner’s handsome face and while he wasn’t the sheer size of The Hulk, he was at least 7 feet tall and with massive shoulders and arms that made Thor feel tiny.
“So how did the crystals work?” Smart Hulk asked. “I forgot to tell you; they make you pretty sleepy as well. But it’s worked out for the best.”
“Oh man,” Thor signed. “It feels like waking up on the first day of holidays. I’m so happy.”
“That’s good to hear,” Smart Hulk whispered, smiling as he walked to the edge of the bed, taking his shirt off as he did.
Thor threw off the sheets and exposed his naked body. Without thinking he slipped a hand down and touched his hole. It seemed to open without him thinking. “Oh yeesss,” he whispered, a little awe struck.
“Roll over,” Smart Hulk whispered as he climbed onto the bed. Thor did as he was instructed, flicking his long blonde hair to one side as he did. Smart Hulk’s big hand reached forward and he ran his thumb across Thor’s hole, causing it to pucker and sending shivers all through his body. Smart Hulk’s large fingers were remarkably tactile, opening up and playing with the inside of Thor’s cunt as if it was the softest of kittens. When Smart Hulk’s thumb started to rotate inside, Thor thought his brain would explode. When Thor started to moan, Smart Hulk whispered in his ear, “So tell me. How often did you use to wank?”
“Odin. Oh god, my Odin!” Thor could barely concentrate. But he could see that Smart Hulk expected answers. “Once a day.”
“Really?” Smart Hulk laughed. “You must know that Tony Stark has cameras everywhere. We’ve all seen you bashing one out. Every chance you could get. I even caught you at the battle of New York wanking one off when you thought no one was looking.”
Thor blushed. “You were Angry Hulk,” he protested in a whimper. “I thought you were blind to your rage.”
Smart Hulk chuckled again. “Think about all that wanking. Well, every time you used to wank, you’ll now want to be fucked. And you’re going to need someone to help you with that. Every single time you get that feeling. You’re going to need a big cock in you.”
“Oh no,” Thor cried out. “How am I gunna get that?”
“I’ve got a plan, don’t you worry princess,” Smart Hulk whispered. Just the word reminded him of Altzar and it sent shivers of pleasure through Thor, resulting in him opening his legs a little wider without thinking. “Well, it looks like you’re ready for your injection,” Smart Hulk smiled, and he slipped off the bed and removed his jeans.
Thor rolled onto his shoulder and looked over. The rock-hard muscles of Smart Hulk had him captivated. He remembered when he used to look like that. Now he was curvy and soft and everything bounced. Just looking at those muscles made him touch his nipples. They were so big; he had to pinch them and roll his finger around them. Smart Hulk noticed. “You like the big muscles, hey? They make your nipples get hard, don’t they? Yeah, that’s the Shi’ar cum at work. It’s made you feel things. You see hard muscles from now on, your nipples are going to get sensitive. You’re going to want to get laid.”
Thor rolled his head back and moaned again. Smart Hulk smiled as he shook out his long, fat, green cock. Thor tilted his head so he could see the full length. “Fuck me!” he whispered.
“That’s the idea,” Smart Hulk chuckled as he applied lube to his cock. As he started to fist it, it grew into an enormous fifteen inches. Smart Hulk walked slowly over to Thor, the huge cock swaying as he did. “We’re going to take this slow my princess,” he smiled. “You’ve never had one this big. But don’t worry. You’ll stretch.”
Thor was terrified for a moment, but as soon as he saw each one of Hulk’s huge hands take one of his feet in his palms, and the huge biceps flex, he was totally ready for it. The head of the cock immediately filled him and he gasped, as if the air had been pushed out of him. “Breathe out,” Smart Hulk guided him. “You’re a god.”
Thor remembered, and the smell of the crystals came back to his mind. His head rolled his head back and opened his legs even further. Each little bit, he felt more of Smart Hulk’s cock inside him. He’d never felt like this before. Even when Drax’s arm had been up him. “Half way there,” Smart Hulk whispered.
“Oh Odin!” Thor moaned.
“Yeah, you do say that, don’t you?” Smart Hulk noticed. “Hulk’s your daddy now.”
Thor wasn’t sure what he meant but he didn’t have time to think further. There was more of that cock filling him.
“That’s good princess,” Smart Hulk murmured. “Now let’s just rock a little,” he said, and he started to move Thor up and down his huge cock.
Thor felt like he was going to explode. “Oh yes. Fuck me daddy.” Everything in him was so sensitive. He swore he was having orgasms in his fingertips. “Please!” He squealed. “Give it to me.”
“It’s cumming, don’t worry,” Smart Hulk laughed. “I’ve been horny ever since I saw that phat booty of yours walk in, begging for cock. Feel your body awash with gamma!”
Thor could feel the huge cock pulsate inside him. And as Smart Hulk slowly withdrew more and more of the gamma intensified cum flooded every cell of his body.
“Now you have to hold it all in,” Smart Hulk warned him. “Tighten up for me.”
“Oh, oh, oh….” Thor trembled. “Stay in me please.”
“Now, now. Be a good princess,” Smart Hulk tutted. “I need to withdraw.”
“But I can’t tighten it!” Thor whined. “I don’t know how.”
“You’ll have to learn quickly,” Smart Hulk sighed. “No one likes a stretched hole. Right now, you need that entire load to stay in you. If you can’t hold it in your cunt the rest you’ll have to swallow. Understand.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Thor sobbed.
Smart Hulk gave him a firm nod and removed his entire cock. Thor could feel the emptiness, and then the flood heading towards the opening, so he pulled his legs together as quickly as he could. Smart Hulk reached down and picked Thor up, lifting him over his shoulder.
“Where… where are we going?”
“This’ll help you keep the cum inside you,” Smart Hulk smiled, and he patted Thor’s behind softly. When he felt like Thor had been there enough, he gradually lowered Thor back down on the floor, until he was towering over him.
Thor looked up, unable to take his eyes off Smart Hulk’s huge cock that had remained erect. “You haven’t finished?”
“Ha ha, there’s a little bit more of a load for you,” Smart Hulk whispered. “You need all the gamma injection you can handle. So why don’t you open your mouth and get ready to swallow. And any bit that you don’t swallow,” he grinned, “There is a nice little bowl to catch it. And you can lick it up afterwards.”
“O…ok,” Thor stammered. He felt weakened by the fucking and the cum started to flood in his mouth. It was only as he squatted there that he thought about what Smart Hulk had said. Were there really Stark cameras everywhere?
Chapter 9. A Happy Ending
War Machine stood with his arms folded over his chest, unable to take his eyes of the screen. “That is something else.”
“Man!” Falcon sighed. “That is the real deal. Look at him take that dick. He’s got a rocking arse, a pair of heavenly titties, and a need to get fucked a couple of times a day. And look at the size of his little white boy dick. No wonder he wants it bad. A brother could get used to that!”
“I have waited for years for a queen worthy of me,” Black Panther stroked his chin with his fingers and spoke as if the others were not there. “Imagine the sort of heirs he will give me.”
“You can’t get him pregnant!” War Machine retorted. And then the thought crossed his mind. “Can he?”
“The doc said some crazy stuff had happened to him,” Falcon mused. “I mean look at those tits. He’s definitely ready to suckle. And you know he’s got a sweet cunt up there. I’m gunna be riding that sweet, sweet arse all day. Mmm-hmm,” and he slapped his thighs. “But no, I don’t think you’ll knock him up. Which is a shame. Cause with that little white dick, he sure ain’t giving anyone else children.”
“If he cannot give me children then he could be a present to M’Baku,” Black Panther said of the king of the Jabari tribe who lived in the mountains. “They share their wives amongst all the men. I can see Thor would be well satisfied there.”
“Oh no you don’t,” Falcon stopped him. “There ain’t no polygamy-shit gunna be happening, sticking ole Thor up some mountain to be bred. That’s just weird man. I am gunna take that sweet arse blonde princess back home to meet the family. He’s a friggin’ great warrior and I’ll fuck him in the farmyard, holding onto that blonde hair.”
“You are out of your mind,” War Machine told them both. “Thor can choose for himself who he wants. And you both know that I am packing a good twelve inches. Why did you think Tony had to keep creating new suits for me?”
“You must all step aside,” a voice interrupted their discussion. They all turned to see Heimdall, the all-seeing Norse God enter. “I have seen all and I have a good two inches on all of you.”
“God damn these Gods,” Falcon muttered.
“We Asgardians have long had a tradition of taking a lover when we go to war, to fight alongside. Imagine what Thor and I can accompany together when I can give him what he truly needs. Only I know how to treat him like the Warrior Princess he is.”
Black Panther looked like he was about to dispute the fact before he shrugged. “It’s not like there aren’t lots of other white boy Avengers to plough.”
“That’s true brother,” Falcon agreed. “If you’re heading my way, we can all take turns on the Cap’n America ride. He’s been texting me pics of his booty all morning.”
“Only if we can get all three of us in him at once,” War Machine declared. “Two in his arse and one down his throat. Dammit he sounds so fuckin’ sexy when he moans. Course he’s got that whole white boy fantasy of black cocks going on. Bit of a stereotype but we all prove it right. Why shouldn’t the little blondey worship real men?”
“You boys ever put a collar on him?” Falcon asked. “Man, I did that one time and he sat at my feet, bare-arsed naked and sucked me and my boy’s cocks for the entire Superbowl.”
“Too much talking. Time for action,” declared Black Panther, and they all headed off to relieve their cum on the original of Avengers.
Heimdall waited for them all to leave. He kept his eye on the screen, watching as Thor now knelt on the floor, his beautiful round arse bouncing up and down as he licked up the remaining gamma cum from the bowl. Heimdall could feel himself harden as he watched.
Thor had been an arrogant princeling all his years. A constant annoyance to Heimdall and his job to manage the Bifrost back on Asgard. There was not a chance that Thor had ever respected him, or his job. Thor had only respected his own desires. When Banner had summoned him with Thor’s news, he had originally thought of revenge. A chance to humiliate Thor, fucking him like a bitch in front of every Asgardian he could summon. Making everyone see that the arrogant princeling was just a boy. A little boy with a willy that can’t even get hard. But on seeing him here, he realised that something very different was going on. And it made him harder than ever.
“So, you think you can satisfy him?” Doctor Banner said, walking into the room, having shed the Smart Hulk.
“Of course, Doctor,” Heimdall nodded. “I will not only give him what he needs, but I will give him purpose. And together we will be unstoppable. You’ve seen Thor in action before. Can you not imagine how powerful he will be when he knows he has this to come home to?” And Heimdall softly stroked his 14-inch cock. “Now, would you mind giving him this to wear?” And he handed over what he had been carrying.
Banner smiled and took the package. “Of course.”
The gamma-induced cum had quite the flavour to it, that Thor was almost quite sorry when he had finished it. But Banner had warned him that he would feel sleepy afterwards, so he got into the bath that was waiting for him for a quick bath. As the water lapped over his nipples he shivered. The gamma was supposed to give him his old body back and Thor was delighted in that. But something made him regret losing his curvy arse and titties. They had been fun. Oh well, Thor decided, as he got back into bed and slipped towards sleep. Life was full of changes.
Thor woke several hours later, feeling greatly refreshed. His first action was to slide his hand down and touch his hole. It was a little wider than he remembered it – that could hardly be a surprise – but just the touch made him wonder when another cock would be in his cunt. There was a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the suite and he stood in front, admiring himself. It was true most of his muscles had returned. His biceps were huge and firm, his legs as solid as tree trunks, his abs cut and defined. These were all great, as if all the training he had done had suddenly kicked into gear. But he was delighted to see that while rock-solid, his arse had retained that juicy, bouncy quality it had when he’d put on weight. And his pecs. Well… they were firm, but his nipples were still big and just cupping them in his hands felt satisfying. He gave one a slight slap and he felt pleasure pulsate through him. His cock and balls were still there, but Banner had been right. They had not grown at all. If anything, they looked like they had shrunk further, to about two inches. “That Banner is a genius,” Thor smirked. “I am beautiful. Stunning. A God!” He flexed in front of the mirror. He had never felt so beautiful. He turned his back to the mirror and put his head between his legs, he grinned as he looked through his legs. His hole was puffy and pink, it was so sweet it needed to be touched. He slipped a finger around and started to touch it. Damn it was fine. “I need to go and thank him,” Thor announced, though his mind was already back on how he might get some dick. He noticed there was a robe hanging up so he reached for it, deciding that he probably should wear some clothes.
He slipped into it and was about to leave when he caught himself in the mirror. “This be a maiden’s gown!” He said out loud. “A maiden’s wedding gown.” He gasped a little. He didn’t know what to think. But he did realise it fitted well around his tight waist, and his titties and arse looked even better. “My princess,” a deep voice behind him broke his concentration. Thor turned around to see Heimdall, guardian of the Bifrost standing in the doorway, stark naked. “My Warrior Princess.”
“Heimdall,” Thor was surprised and delighted. “What are you doing here?” Thor tried to keep his eyes on his friend’s face, but there was this beautiful, thick cock hanging down between his legs. He’d never thought of Heimdall as sexual at all. He was always so serious.
“So, you found the robe,” Heimdall declared as he walked over.
Even though Thor was mesmerised by the swaying cock, he also realised how tall Heimdall was. How big everything about him was. “The robe?” He asked. “This was you?”
“You have been reborn as a Warrior Princess,” Heimdall declared. “We will go out into the world and we will be undefeatable. And when we have completed our tasks, we will come home and I will pleasure you the way I know you want to be. But in order for that to be, you must become my maiden. So, it only be right and fair that you wear a maiden’s robes from now on. I have been gifted you as my wife for my many years of faithful service to the cause.”
“You mean to…” Thor stumbled. “You mean to marry me?”
Heimdall grinned salaciously. “I can tell you see my cock. You desire it, you need it. Do you think there is another man who will give you the pleasure you need?”
“I…” Thor was a little lost for words. And that cock just seemed to be growing bigger as time passed.
Heimdall walked over and lifted up Thor’s robes to expose his tiny cock. “If you were not to be my wife then this little cock would mean you would be demoted. You would have to go back to infants school and wear a little kiddie robe. But all the other infant’s cocks would get hard and grow, while yours would not.”
Thor blushed and was aroused at the thought of his little dick in comparison to Heimdall’s monster.
“You are a fine warrior Thor, and I will make you an even greater one. For when you come home your beautiful blonde cunt will worship my huge black cock. You will cook for your husband, and dance for your husband. You will wear the skimpiest of maiden’s frocks for your husband’s pleasure. And why will you do this? Because my Warrior Princess I promise to fuck you every day. And every night. And each morning you will swallow my load as I eat the breakfast you have made for me. And if you misbehave, I will spank that huge arse. But of course, I know you will be good and sweet so that will never happen.” Heimdall smiled. “Unless you beg me too.”
“Ohhhh,” Thor moaned. This sounded too good to be true.
“Get down on your knees,” Heimdall ordered as he stepped closer.
Thor fell to his knees and opened his mouth. Heimdall smiled and walked until he straddled Thor, and his cock slid right into his waiting mouth.
“My princess,” Heimdall declared.
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