Kandys Cuck Overdose: Devour, Pump, Grow

Description: I cradle three miniature cucks in my palm, wondering if swallowing the lot will supercharge my pump. i toss them back like vitamins, belch loud and proud, and feel the surge—every fiber engorging, weights suddenly feeling like toys. my biceps balloon until they blot out your vision; i mash them against you so you can breathe in veiny steel. denim detonates—seams rip, as my quads burst out. i am taller than my squat rack, shredded muscle tank tearing down the middle, leaving me in rags that barely cling to my pecs. grunting, i pose and feel so powerful. next victim: you. i lift you, lift you overhead, show you i can stroke and suck you above me, then set you at my feet—where one final cuck awaits. my colossal sole descends; he pops like a grape. i’m taller than the doorway now. reversal time: i chug seltzer, burp you back to safety—but safety is short-lived. i tuck you into my warm mouth, tongue curling around your tiny body while i plan tomorrow’s workout. think you’ll survive the next set, micro-cuck?