Big Mac

I hear it’s @trashbab’s birthday, and i’ve had an idea for a bit that i wanted to try so… here we go.

“What the hell?!”

You glance up from your current writing project and head quickly into the kitchen. You stop when you see an unfamiliar bull standing in your kitchen. At least, the form is unfamiliar; the coloring however…

“Mac?” You ask.

The bull glances at you and groans, “Yeah it’s me. Please don’t call the cops. I’m pretty sure i’ll be in lock-up before you can say–”

“Look at those horns?” You offer.

He sighs then tosses a bottle to you; reading he label, things fall into place,

“’Creature Swap, the potion that changes the animal in you?’“

He rolls his eyes, “I wanted to see if they were legit. They… have a Sex Swap one too.”

When you look up he’s rubbing the back of his neck, and you smile, “I’m okay with how i am. Besides, it says its only temporary.”

“The sample pack is. The full treatment isn’t.” Mac says.

You set the bottle on the counter as you approach him; his clothes are stretched painfully tight over his body, and by how he’s pulling on his shorts, you suspect its not the only thing that’s painful.

“May i?” You ask.

He blinks at you and rolls his eyes, “Right. You have a thing for Minotaurs.”

He sighs before pulling his shirt over his head, getting it caught on his new horns. “Damn it!”

He succeeds pulling the shirt off but ends up falling flat on his butt. A ripping sound accompanies it and his bulge is exposed.

“That’s… a lot of beef.” You say.

Mac shakes his head, “You call me Big Mac i’m turning you over my knee and spanking you.”

“If you do it with that,” you gestures to the monster swinging between his legs, “i’ll gladly call you Big Mac.”

He gets to his feet and you stare up at him. He was taller than you before hand; now, you’re necks getting stiff from looking up so much. Although… it does give you easier access to his swiftly hardening cock.

“So… you want to break the table, or the bed?” He asks.

“We could use a new bed.” You say quickly.

He chuckles, before lifting you up and throwing you over his shoulder; he has to duck a few times but he eventually deposits you on your bed. He reaches beneath you and tugs your pants off, lifting your ass up as the fabric slides free.

“Mmm, nice view.” he whispers.

You blush as he gives both cheeks a loving slap, before tugging the pants all the way off and dropping you back to the bed. Your shirt comes next, and you wonder if this is how Theseus felt when he battled the Minotaur. Although in his case he was trying to kill the beast, and you’re trying to bed the beast but still…

He sits down beside you and lies down; turning his huge head towards you he gives you the same shy smile when he’s trying something new but exciting with you. You see his cock in your peripheral vision and inhale; he seems to be growing bigger as the seconds tick by.

“You always said you were courageous.” He whispers.

You snort, “Slight difference between courageous and nuts. But… i’m guessing that’s why your on your back?”

Mac nods before sitting back up and pulling the bottle of lube from the side table. He pours a decent amount into his hands and coats his entire length before spinning his finger in the air. You roll over and present your twitching backside so his gentle yet firm fingers. Gasping, one of his fingers feels as big as he does normally. A second joins it and you moan; he’s stretching and lubing your hole and those damn fingers of his hits all the right spots.

You’re so hard right now, you wonder if you could cut glass with your cock. He gives each of your ass cheeks another slap before bathing them with his huge tongue. You’re hoping he’ll eat your ass out later with that thing, but right now you’re preparing to be impaled.

He lies back and places his hands on either side of his cock, palms up. He loves playing with your ass as much as your like it being played with. You climb up and position his head to your hole.

“Slow.” He commands you.

You nod before dropping down; relaxing as much as you can, you gasp when his head stretches you wide. You cum, splattering Mac’s chest and stomach.

“Geeze, i guess i need to get you a toy.” He says.

You laugh as another inch slips inside you, then another. Your ass finally settles into his hands and he squeezes your cheeks even as your squeeze his cock. You’ve never been this full before and you’re not sure if you can handle it. Glancing down you blanche; a good three inches is still outside your body and you doubt you’d be able to fit them inside you.

Grunting, he rolls you onto your side and kisses you, “I’ll be right back. They sent something else with the sample, free gift and all that.”

He gets up and heads back out to the kitchen; you feel the emptiness in your ass but even though it felt like someone shoving their arm up your backside, you didn’t mind it. That much.

Mac comes back in a few minutes with a thick pad in the shape of a butt,

“The gay male version. Basically gives you even more cushion so i don’t injure during the pushin’.” He smiles.

a simple harnessing and more lube later, you’re on your stomach, groaning as he slowly fills you again. Who knew one less inch would make it better? He grips the back of your hand and runs kisses down your spin before he begins extracting himself. The thrust back in catches you off guard and steals your breath. Once you can breath again, he repeats; after the third thrust, he picks up the pace.

“Fuck, you’re so tight!” He says.

You’re biting the pillow as his gentle thrusts become a lust-filled pounding. He after keeping himself from blowing his first load too early, he leans forward, encircling your cock with his hand, and changing the thrusts so that each one also thrusts it through the ring of his fingers.

“Mac… Mac… fuck…” you whimper.

He snorts, “That’s it babe, you want my thick meat stick?”

You try to cover your laugh but the next thrust turns it into a moan.

“How do you like my beef jerky?”

You burst out laughing, “You want me to bust a nut or a gut?”

He grins, “Eithers fine. As long as you’re having fun.”

Another thrust and you cum, shooting a load over his hand; the pounding becomes less controlled as he begins reaching his climax. He wraps his arm around your middle and lifts up, holding you against his chest as he sits back. He slides a half-inch inside you and your shoot a third load.

He throws back his head and bellows as he fills your backside and belly with his hot seed. You shoot a fourth time before you both fall back. He pulls out of you with a gentle pop and you gasp as hot creme pours out of you.

Panting, you roll over onto your stomach, and he pulls you up to his chest. Kissing the tip of your nose, he whispers,

“Love you bab.”

“Love you too Mac.” you reply.