Before I could say anything, Clark said “Remember, no complaining” and he dropped all his weight over me again. I did want to complain, and I did, but he couldn’t hear me under his hairy pecs.
It doesn’t take long until Clark falls asleep, I can feel it in his breathing. However, his cock remains hard as steel inside me, with the bulge in my belly becoming bigger because of his cum. Even sleeping, he moves his hips from time to time, pushing into me, making me feel good.
I can’t sleep in all night. There are several time in which Clark moves and I move with him, like if I’m a condom that doesn’t come off until he pulls me off. I’m having several orgasms that don’t allow me to gather forces to pull out myself. Sometimes he even fucks me while sleeping until he comes again. After all night he has cumed 5 times, while I have had like 50 orgasms. I feel even more full, since his huge cock remains hard, my ass hole is blocked and all the cum remains inside me (and it A LOT OF cum).
I enter a mental state of peace and pleasure, I’m no loger thinking, just enjoying being used like this by him. There are moments when I move along his hips so he can fuck me better, and my hands explore his body, his muscles. How can he do this while sleeping? He is a beast.
After several hours, Clark wakes up. He sit on our bed, moving me along with him. He stretches his arms, inflating his pecs while doing so, making my head moving under them. He then acknowledges my existence for the first time.
“Good morning babe, I’ve had the best night of my life. How do you feel?”
“I’m… “ I have another orgasms when he stands up, his cock still buried in me, lifting me with just his monster, no arms “I’ had a great night”
After that, he pulls me out and turns me upside down. He starts liking my stretched hole. It feels gret, not only because of the riming, also because I feel how it heals me. But also, I feel my hole unstretching, like going back to how it was.
“Perfect, now it will be as tight as before for me to break again” Clark says “Now time for your breakfast”
Since I’m upside down my face is next to his balls. When he says this, he moves his hand to my head, but I already knew what he meant, and I’m starving. I move my mouth to his cock head and I suck him until he gives me my favourite food.
A couple hours later, after he had breakfast (a lot of bacon, eggs and toasts) while I sat on his lap. Clark and I are alone in our room, siting in our broken bed looking at each others eyes (me looking up and he looking down).
“Kev, I wanted to say sorry. I’m being to rough on you with all the hard sex, but also with all the teasing and making fun of you. I… I love you a lot… but my hormones are crazy and I do all of that on a rush…. I’m sorry, I don’t want to hurt you”
His eyes get wet, some tears drop from his blue eyes. I get on my knees to reach his fae and clean his tears.
“Hey, don’t cry, I love you too. We are both changing a lot in a short time, we will get the hang of it, we just need time. It’s true that you tease me a lot, but to be honest I like it… sometimes. It makes me horny to see how much better you are than me at everything. It makes me proud that you are so perfect thanks to me… I, I like to worship you. I’m just afraid that since you are so perfect, you don’t want someone like me. That’s the real reason why I feel bad about my body, not because of what I lost, but because it might be the reason I lose you”
“You will never lose me, we are bonded, you are everything to me Kev. We are together, for ever”
Then we kiss. Clark sitting on bead, grabbing my whole head with just one of his gigantic hands. Me on my knees, stretching my neck to reach his faces, my tiny hands resting on his chest. Both of us crying, but happier than ever. I got what I wished for “someone who cares and loves me just as I would do”. Maybe it wasn’t what I expected, but it is want I needed. He truly is my wishing star.
Epilogue
Clark and I kept on living our lives together. I discover that he has a similar way of developing to humans. First he grows (that’s when he stole my muscles and height) then he has an hormone bust (that was the fire, horniness and teasing), then he just becomes an adult. To be fair, his hormone phase lasted longer than expected, for our last year of high school he was horny all the time, becoming hotter and hotter. Many times, I had to use my freezing power to cool him down, getting him to cum in the bathrooms or behind the stands. There was one day when he was so horny that I has to stay ALL DAY impaled on his huge monster cock, even in class. Obviously, Clark used his memory changing powers to make it possible (he really got good using them).
Being his size and athletic, Clark made it to the basketball team easily, and then got into a great college thanks to that. We went together and shared a room for all that time (there are many stories about that time). But it was always him and me, together.
When we moved out to college he entered his adult phase, which dind’t meand he wasn’t horny, I always helped him relax after training and before a match, but he stopped being such a bully and started exploring what we could enjoy doing together. For example, he allowed me to top, his belly button was the perfect size for me, it probably looked weird from the outside, someone as small as me fucking the belly os someone as big as him, but we didn’t care, we just enjoy it.
Thanks to Clark’s athlete profession, we earned a lot of money, so we paid our family depts and got to live comfortably.
As for me, I forgot all about what they tell us about men being big and strong and whatever. I just enjoyed being Clark’s betta and helping him. I studied literature and I’ve become a writer, mainly I write children books, but sometimes I explore erotic stories.
I’ve also learned to control my ice powers, which aren’t very useful but are fun to have, and allow me to protect myself from people that mess with me when I’m alone (I kind of froze Randy one time, he stopped messing with me).
As for Clark’s origin, I never really wondered much, he didn’t seem to know much either, one time I asked him about his motives or mission here on earth, he just said:
“What are yours?”
End
