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Reading through his fan-mail, addressed to the Crimson Chin, Charles Hampton Indigo shuffled through note after note of admiration from children of all ages and some from comic and figure fanatics. One letter, though, with a familiar name stands out: Timmy Turner. Knowing just who that is, Charles rips open the envelope and grins ear to ear, happy to hear from Timmy.

“Dear Crimson Chin, It’s me, Timmy Turner! I wished for you to become real so you could take care of something for me. See, I’m ten, so my parents don’t think I can be left home alone! Yeah, right! So they leave me with this babysitter who is… well, let’s just say she deserves everything she’s about to get!”

The more Charles reads, the sadder he becomes. Timmy spills his guts about everything Vicky has ever put him through. He exposes every bit of abuse over the years and in his letter, Charles can see where Timmy may have erased things out of fear. His heart drops in his chest as he clenches his jaw. 

“I’m coming, Timmy Turner! Or my name isn’t…” He grips his white, button-up shirt and with a powerful, single tug, shreds the entire outfit off, leaving him in his red, skin-tight suit as none other than: “The Crimson Chin!” Chin’s powerful leap through his ceiling and into the air is powered by his manly, chiseled thighs and powerful glutes. 

His ass is like two perfect marble spheres covered in latex, but on the other side of said latex is a brewing storm of sweat and swamp ass. The unwashed hero’s chiseled abs are eight-stacked, and his pectorals are massive, almost terrifying. The seven-foot tall hero zooms his way to the edge of the page, where Timmy’s fairies, Cosmo and Wanda do their magic.

Vicky lies asleep in her bed, her red hair a mess and her pink, lace-trimmed sleeping mask a bit askew. Posters of Chip Skylark and other boy-bands line her clothing-laden room. All is peaceful save her light snoring, gentle wheezing under her breath about beating up twerps, and the occasional rustling from her own tossing and turning, relishing in her delightful dreams.

“Vicky Manson!” Chin announces his arrival outside her window before smashing his way inside, waking her immediately with an aggressive start. Her hair stands on end as she screams in fear, “Vicky! Are you babysitting a young boy named Timmy Turner?!”

Vicky begins to cry, huddled under her blanket near her pillow, “Y-yes!” she sobs, “Wh-who are you?!”

“Are you blind ?” He asks, “I’m the Crimson Chin! I’m here to stop you from ever tormenting another child for as long as you live!”

Vicky’s bawling comes to a stop, “Wait, you mean the comic book hero?”

“Precisely!” Chin responds.

“Yeah, right… you’re some nerd in a suit. I’ll bet your muscles are…” Vicky catches a strong scent wafting through her senses. She’s cut off as the smell gets worse, smelling like old jock-straps, sweaty, unwashed ass, and vinegary crotch. “W-what is that… smell?!”

“ That is the smell of having earned being a real hero,” Chin responds, tearing his suit off before the girl, revealing his chiseled, naked body. Vicky blushes hard through her tears as she uses her sleeping mask to cover her mouth and nose. “Feast your eyes on the true muscular superiority of the Crimson Chin! Oh, Vicky, if you would just agree not to harm Timmy or any other child ever again… it wouldn’t have to end this way!”

“End this way? W-what?” she says, coughing through her mask, “That twerp set all this up, didn’t he?! No way! Now he’s getting it double time! ” Vicky growls like a vicious cat, shaking her fist at the hero, “And you ! Get the hell out of my room you pervert! Y-you… big… um…” Vicky loses her words again as she looks over the massive muscles. Chin’s pecs are bouncing proudly as he stands confidently with his hands on his hips. His godly thighs support his heroic stance and his shapely feet only make him look all the more immaculate. From masked head to bare toe, the Crimson Chin is absolute perfection; his ass is like stone, hand-crafted by the gods with a thin layer of sweaty skin stretched over them to create a firm, sculpted ass. Not an ounce of fat can be seen on Chin's body, not even over his eight pack as he flexes, showing off his muscular form.

Vicky’s eyes scan from the strong mandible to the feet, trailing her gaze back over his obvious and unmistakable growing erection. She watches the seven foot-tall man’s foot-long cock throb and grow, unable to stop staring.

“You’ve tortured kids, Vicky! You’re about to know what it’s like to be tortured now,” Chin says, reaching out for Vicky and gripping around her throat with a large, sweaty fist. As Vicky is brought closer, she realizes the rank, foul odor is coming from him . The smell of old, musky sweat and suit build-up permeates Chin’s very presence, making Vicky gag and tear up. “You’ve harmed so many other Timmies out there… how do you sleep at night?!” Chin shakes her rather violently, “Well, from now on… it’s going to be very difficult to!”

He swings a meaty fist into Vicky’s face, smirking deviously as he wails harder, tossing her into the air with ease and jumping after her with a beautiful backflip before extending his powerful leg into a hard, violent kick, knocking Vicky against her bedroom wall. His large, smelly foot makes contact with Vicky’s face, leaving a sweaty, dewy mark on her cheek from thr wet, smelly, brutal kick. She lands on her bed as Chin approaches, reaching for her again. He tosses her back into the air and with a swift uppercut, he socks the vile babysitter in the stomach, forcing her to go flying to her bedroom door, only to smack against it, being brought to the floor on her back.

As the Crimson Chin stands over Vicky, his erection grows larger, throbbing and tingling to be touched. With another sweaty hand, the hero grabs his cock and begins stroking it. “Mmm, on second thought, I guess I get why you like torturing people who are weaker than you! My cock feels… good . I think I know the perfect twerp to make it feel even better.”

Vicky groans and panics, gagging in Chin’s grasp and odor, “Please, no!” she begs, “I promise, I’ll be good! I’ll never pick on him again, please!” he begs, coughing and stifling more tears as she holds a hand out to him. 

He picks her up, “It’s too late Vicky,” and slams her down onto the ground, hard, his powerful cock standing at a solid fifteen inches as he forces the panicking girl’s nightgown off her frail frame. “Awww… it may not fit. At first. ”

“What kind of… hero… are you?!” Vicky screams, gagging and stifling the urge to vomit under the strong odor of rancid armpits and ass sweat. She watches in horror as Chin uses his right hand to wipe through his boulder-butt, coating his hand in a thick, sheer layer of his swampy juices, bringing it to his nose for a big, deep inhale. “Y-you’re… filthy!”

“Fuck you, I’m pristine!” Chin poses, his perfectly toned and buff figure throbbing and swelling with every flex. He poses proudly and confidently, his cock making him all the more intimidating. He glistens and shines with his own sweat as he reaches behind again with both hands, parting his perfect ass to collect more of his manly nectars. He smears it along his pecs, bouncing them alternatively, and coats his biceps as well. Once he’s covered in his own brines, he stands with a dominant pose with his hands on his hips, feeling the most joy he’s felt in a long time. “And we’re about to make things even better for those kids, Vicky,” he smirks.

Vicky screams and tries to crawl away, only to be caught by Crimson Chin and held in place. She squirms, trying to get free of his ultra-strong grasp, grunting and clawing for freedom, but to no avail. She looks back to see him stroking his cock, the massive tool aimed at her as it drips impatiently for relief. She tosses her arms out for anything, grabbing and clawing to get free, gasping and coughing as his rancidity makes her eyes water even worse.

“It’s like someone rubbed a raw, disgusting onion on a hundred-year-old armpit!” Vicky gags, “Let me go! Help! Someone, he-e-e-e-elp !”

“Shut your whore…” he lets go of his cock before using that same fist to punch Vicky in the jaw, “mouth!” he shouts in contact with the punch. As his large, chiseled fist makes contact with Vicky’s jaw, her top and bottom molars immediately dislocate and fall out of her mouth, leaving gaping craters where her teeth were. She screams bloody murder as she lands on the ground, spitting out her teeth and catching her breath.

“Someone… h-help…” she gasps, gagging through the pain, the swallowed blood, and the rancid stench of jock-strap and swamp ass. “Please!” she looks up as the hero towers over her, “I promise… I won’t torture twer--uh--kids anymore !”

“Looks like someone has trouble following directions. Let’s put that mouth to better use!” Chin mounts over Vicky and presses the fat head of his cock against her lips. She tries to move her face away but she can barely move. She can smell his strong, pungent odor wafting from his underarms and from his crotch. The sweaty-nuts scent is accompanied with strong notes of the ass-sweat permeating from between Chin’s perfect ass cheeks. He grips the back of Vicky’s hair and his own cock at the base, watching as Vicky gives in, her eyes watering profusely as the smell makes her gag, opening her mouth wider.

He slips his cock inside with a hard shove, gagging the poor redhead as he forces his way into her throat. Her wide, frightened gaze brings out his worst, making him laugh as he thrusts, listening to her gag and muffle a scream over his massive cock. He finally slickens his dick with enough of her blood, tears, and his own precum to shove himself further into her throat, knocking at her throat like a fist to a door.

Vicky can only stare up at the massive, sculpted hero, forced to take more of the Crimson Chin’s cock, her jaw cracking as he forces himself into her throat. His sweaty cock is shoved deeper and deeper, gagging her almost as much as the smell of his crotch does. The ball-sweat and swamp ass permeate Vicky’s senses, making her eyes roll back as she is overwhelmed. Her jaw breaks, cracking loudly and sending her into a screaming fit that can’t be heard as her throat is stuffed with the strong muscle cock.

“Nobody can save you, Icky Vicky!” Crimson Chin laughs as his manly thighs power his mighty thrusts past Vicky’s tonsils. Listening to the sloshing in the back of her throat, Crimson Chin can’t help himself. The power goes to his head as he thrusts, feeling his powerfully swinging balls, heavy and full, large like a bull’s, slapping hard against Vicky’s chin, adding insult to her injury. The sweat from Chin’s balls is thick and the scent of unwashed nooks and bodily crannies is even thicker. 

Vicky tries to cough with her throat full as she struggles to get away, but the hero feels no pity. As his sweat and brines seep into Vicky’s nose, throat, and even her gum sockets where her molars were, he laughs in victory, flexing hard while he takes his prize.

“Hmm… this isn’t enough. This needs… more ,” he says, smirking as he rips his cock out of the redhead’s throat, listening to her gasp and cough, retching at the very taste and scent of Chin’s pungent sweat and musks. All Vicky can taste in her mouth is the blood from her gums, the sweat and grime from the hero’s cock, and the saltiness of her tears.

“Please, no!” she begs loudly, holding her broken, sore jaw, “Aagh,” she winces, “P-please… it hurts…”

“Should have thought of that before babysitting twerps ,” Chin mocks, reaching down and flipping the girl over with a single hand as she screams in terror. He looks pervertedly down at her cotton-panty covered ass, biting his bottom lip, “There we go. That’s more like it… this’ll make this next part all the easier!”

“Please, let me go!” Vicky continues to beg, “I don’t want to be fucked by the Crimson Chin! H-h-he smells… so bad !” she cries, bawling through a broken jaw. She’s silenced by a large sweaty hand covering her mouth, leaving her nose exposed. “I’m gonna die… th-this smell! I’m gonna die soaked in this guy’s… smells !”

“Are you kidding me?!” Chin gasps, “This is what a real man smells like. This is hard work, kicking-butt in a suit all day! Looks like you, little girl… need a lesson in respecting your elders!” With a grin streaking his face, the comic book hero reaches down to Vicky’s ass, using two powerful thumbs to pull her cheeks apart, exposing her tight, virgin pussy below. He lowers his nose to her slit and inhales deeply, shaking his head in disapproval, “No, no, we’re going to make this right. Soon you’ll have made up for all that you’ve done wrong, Icky Vicky!”

“Why does everyone keep calling me that?!” Vicky screams out angrily.

“If you still don’t get it… maybe this will teach you,” The Chin lowers himself down to Vicky’s pussy, giving it a courtesy lick to help slicken her path. She squirms in fear, wriggling to get free as her arms are suddenly held tightly out in a T-Pose, pinned to the ground. “Hold still, damn you! Jeeze, teens these days are so angsty and defiant!”

“Let… me go!” Vicky growls, her fear turning into anger.

Chin presses his cock tip hard against Vicky’s entrance on his knees, his powerful figure holding him up with ease. The five-hundred pound man of pure muscle and strength inches forward, forcing more of his tip side. He listens as Vicky screams and presses more of his weight onto her to prevent her kicking squirms, kneeling on her so hard her left knee snaps. She calls out in pain as her knee is set ablaze inside all while Crimson Chin is breaking her pussy wide open.

“It’s so tight! Haha, you poor little twerp,” Crimson taunts, clenching his jaw as he feels Vicky’s slick, warm insides slowly swallowing his muscle cock inch by inch. The smell of the underside of his balls wafts to Vicky’s nose again, making her eyes sting through her tears. Crimson Chin can only laugh as he thrusts, feeling a small force stopping him from going further. “Is this what I think it is? Haha!” He prods at her hymen with his massive head, wasting no time in thrusting forward, taking her purity by force, breaking into her even further and gaping her with a loud squelch, her insides shifting amongst her screams of pain and shock.

“What are you doing to me?!” Vicky gags, her jaw slanted and swollen, bruising terribly. “Aa-aa- aagh ! S-stop! Let me go, please!” she continues to beg, “M-my arms! Stop!” she feels Crimson Chin applying more weight onto her arms as he thrusts inside, “N-no… my insides… you’re going to kill me!”

“Not yet I won’t… this is getting too fun!” Crimson Chin laughs heartily, thrusting a bit faster, sinking himself completely inside, pressing his massive, sweaty balls against her much smaller ass. “Vicky, you’ve been a horrible bitch to such innocent kids! Don’t you get it?!” He thrusts harder, gripping her arms tighter, pulling a bit to pull Vicky toward him. He pulls a little too hard, ignoring the popping of Vicky’s right arm as it cracks out of the socket, forcing Vicky to thrash even harder as she cries in pain. “There’s no escaping it, Vicky Manson! You’re caught! The jig… and your gig… are… up !” On the last syllable, the hero thrusts hard, forcing his cock as far into Vicky’s pussy as he possibly can, punching hard against her cervix repeatedly. Her juices and his sweat make it easier for him to fight against the friction, slickening her walls as he invades her, all-too-happy to make her scream and shriek in pain and suffering.

Vicky’s voice nearly gives out as the scent gets worse. The sourness of the Chin’s underarms and ass sweat is too much to bear. She tastes the residual sweat on her tongue and his unwashed dick scent is forever in her nose, but the smell of it mixing with her blood, adrenaline, and fear is somehow even worse. Every thrust punches her insides, making her winded, grunting and screaming out in pain.

“Oh my God! Y-you’re going to kill me!” Vicky huffs, gagging over the pain and stench. Her tears run down her cheeks, dragging with them the remains of her barely-washed off makeup.

The Crimson Chin laughs, bellowing deeply a hearty laugh, “No! No, I’m not going to kill you! I’m going to fuck you!” he grunts, thrusting harder and more proud as he flexes, his pecs bouncing alternatively. “I’m going to keep going, so hard that your body will break ! I’m going to reduce you to nothing but a blubbering, wet, destroyed cunt!” Crimson Chin grunts harder, thrusting faster as Vicky cries hysterically, blubbering through her tears for help that won’t come. “I’m going to make you lick my asshole, eat my cum, and suck the sweat out of my tight, glorious ass… and I’m going to film it!” he thrusts harder, forcing her to gape further, tearing her despite her pleas to stop. “I’m going to own you! That’s what Timmy asked me to do to you, ya little bitch!”

“Please! I…I…” Vicky can’t form words, shaking and writhing beneath the chin’s grasp as she cries hysterically. Suddenly, she feels a searing pain as Crimson Chin rips his sweaty, muscular cock out of her, forcing her back onto her back. “N-no! Aagh! Please, it hurts!”

He gazes down at the babysitter, admiring his handiwork; her face is bruised and her jaw is swollen from not only the beating, but the broken bones inside. Her mouth is swollen from her torn out teeth and an eye swells shut. The only thing missing is a bit of sheen. He smirks and turns his glistening, toned back to her without warning, ignoring her cries for help as he silences her, shoving her face into his sweaty, hot, swampy ass. She writhes and flails to get free, but she can’t be heard as her muffled attempts at crying are muted by Crimson Chin’s sweaty asshole.

Vicky’s tongue is plastered with Crimson Chin’s swamp ass, the saltiness and the sourness of the jock-like sweat and brine are enough to make her gag. Her face is crushed between the two solid spheres of stone, making it more difficult for her to breathe fresh air. She is forced to pucker her lips between the sweaty ass cheeks, tasting his brine on her lips. Nearly forgetting about her wounds and injuries, she stifles the urge to vomit as she tries to shake herself free for a gasp of fresh air. The vengeful hero holds the back of her head firmly, using his own weight of pure muscle to lower Vicky all the way to the floor, flattening her beneath his solid, muscular ass. His perfect, spherical cheeks part flawlessly as he sits, applying his full weight to the teen’s face. The hero laughs as he feels her tongue thrashing for dear life inside him.

“Yes… get a good taste!” Crimson Chin laughs, reaching for Vicky’s phone off her nightstand. He turns the camera on and begins to film, immediately sending photos and videos to her friends of her embarrassingly covered from head to toe in a muscular god’s ass sweat, looking like a completely bruised bunch of grapes. “Get in there nice and deep, Vicky. The only way out of this now, is through it! Pay for what you’ve done! Tell them you’re sorry, too! Haha… get kissing! Make out with my ass like it’s the last thing you’ll ever kiss, because it will be!” he laughs, zooming in on her with the camera.

“I’m… Th-thorry!” Vicky sobs, her lips busy with slurping the chin’s tangy sweat out of his swampy ass. “Pleathe! I’m thorry! Pleathe let me go!” she cries, muffled in the muscular sweaty ass cheeks.

“Not to me… tell them!” he moves the phone back to his ass with a free hand, filming VIcky’s struggling and sobbing. “Tell them how ‘thorry’ you are for being a mean babysitter!”

“I’ll never do it again! I’m thorry, Twerpth!” Vicky sobs uncontrollably, her tongue stuck inside the powerfully clenched, pristinely shimmering asshole. The pungent, sour flavor stings the back of her throat, making her cough and stifle vomiting, “I… I mean kidth!”

“Twerps still, huh?” Chin turns the phone off and rides against her mouth even harder, this time allowing little to no air through. His immaculate, godly ass cheeks, sweaty and glistening with his own natural manly dew keep Vicky in place, giving her no choice but to breathe in his sweat and stench… and taste his brines from both his ass and dripping from his balls. “One day you’ll learn your lesson, you self-righteous bitch!” Crimson Chin starts bouncing on Vicky’s face, forcing her tongue to go in and out of his ass before he stands up, facing her, looking at her worsened jaw. He grabs her around the neck in disgust, moving her face closer to his cock as he strokes himself.

“Fuck, watching you get what you deserve… makes me so fucking hot,” Chin groans.

Vicky can only pant and try to catch her breath, slumped down in his grasp, her mouth agape and broken as he forces himself on her again, pulling her into a deep kiss, tasting his own ass on her lips. This guy is a psycho! He’s literally killing me! I… I’m going to die.

“Mmm, I love when they struggle,” Crimson Chin laughs, “and you taste so good! You taste… amazing!” He kisses her again, his cock throbbing in response as his precum gushes out of his thick, fat tip. His dick bounces for relief as he reaches down to stroke, pulling himself away from Vicky’s sobbing, salty, ass-sweat covered face. She sniffles and groans in pain, a battered mess in the hero’s grasp. “Open up, Icky Vicky… I don’t think I can wait much longer… and it’s all got to go somewhere!”

Vicky watches in horror, unable to speak as she feasts her blurry vision onto the massive cock before her. The same cock that was forced into her mouth, inside her body… and now, forced upside her jaw as Chin laughs, taking delight in beating her across the broken jaw with his thick, solid muscle cock, spackled with his natural brines and slick with sweat, leaving a strong, permeating scent behind with each slap. The stinging in her jaw burns and stings, but the poor teen begins to fall numb.

“Come on… lighten up! You get to taste my cum in a few seconds…” Chin taunts, “Open up, Vicky… and take your prize for cooperating this time, huh?” He strokes his cock as he aims himself at Vicky’s bare tits, moving his fist faster along his large, muscle cock, wringing off fistfuls of sweat and manly juices, coating his tip in the shining mixture, as he moans, “Fuck… mmmffgh! I’m gonna cum, Vicky… open your mouth. Open your whore mouth!”

Vicky obeys out of fear, sobbing as she allows her mouth to hang open, having no other choice than to shiver in place as the hero cranks his fist harder along his shaft, moaning harder as his massive, sweaty cock throbs and pulsates. The harder he works for his orgasm, the harder he sweats and pants, his musks getting thicker and more powerful. Vicky gags at the scent, but on her second gag, Crimson groans and his tip begins to swell, leaking cum.

“I’m cumming! Aaaghh, f-fuck! Fuu-uu-uuck, yes!” he groans, plastering the teen in the mouth, chest, and stomach with his powerful blast. Throbbing and pulsating hard, his cock spurts pump after pump, covering the tattered redhead with his hot, putrid seed. It smells almost as bad as he does, but tastes even worse. The saltiness makes her gag and the strong unmentionable flavor is even worse, forcing her to gag, throwing up a bit of the seed.

“Oh, of course you’d be an ingrate!” Crimson reaches a hand between his polished, shiny ass cheeks and coats his digits in a thick layer of his swampy juices, bringing the stuff to his nose, “You’re a bitch who can’t appreciate anything, look where it’s gotten you… covered in dick cream and sobbing like a mess.” He inhales the scent from his fingers, inhaling it deeply and releasing it in a sigh, like an after-sex cigarette. “God, that’s good.”

Vicky’s room is suddenly full of a cloud of horribly locker-room-esque musks as a loud poof can be heard, followed by the appearance of a rather large, muscular man who is similar in size to the Crimson Chin, but his chin is much smaller, albeit strong and defined. His white hair and small floating crown give away immediately that he is, in fact, a fairy.

Dressed in military attire, the fairy steps forth, aiming his massive fairy wand at Crimson Chin, “Crimson Chin!” he announces in a very strong Austrian Accent, “I, Jorgen Von Strangle, have been sent to return to you the…” his tough-guy demeanor drops immediately, “wait…” he takes a strong inhale of his surroundings, “What is that… amazing smell?!”

“Finally! Someone who gets it!” Chin proudly poses, flexing as the fairy stares at him in awe, “What you smell, my friend, is my personal musk! The scent of being a man!” the unwashed, grime-covered hero looks to the cum-spattered babysitter on the floor, “And this degenerate is who I was sent here to punish! I’m a super hero, see.”

“Crimson Chin! Heh… what a day. Well… I was sent to tell you that you must leave,” Jorgen crosses his arms, flexing his biceps, ignoring the reach of the girl below, “Your muscles… I’ll admit I am… jealous!”

“No Homo, but I’m the jealous one. Help me finish cleaning up this crime and… maybe we can swap some workout techniques,” Crimson Chin groans, flexing his arms as his cock hardens again.

“You got it!” Jorgen smirks, looking at Vicky, aiming his massive wand in her direction, “What did she do?”

“Don’t worry about it. Her debt is almost paid.”

Jorgen looks down at the girl, smirking as he slams the base of his wand down onto the ground like a massive staff, poofing his clothing away. He stands naked and fully erect next to the Crimson Chin, looking down at the babysitter, smirking to one another.

“After you my friend,” Crimson Chin invites,

Jorgen smiles, “Don’t mind if I do!” He rears back a far wind-up, clenching his fist before slinging his arm outward, punching Vicky in the face, immediately shutting her lights off.

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Vicky opens her eyes to see two extremely muscular men through blurred vision. Their muscles are chiseled and godly, ballooning as they flex together, laughing and carrying on. All Vicky can hear is a high-pitched ringing in her ears that slowly subsides, allowing her to hear again; she can hear the comic book hero, Crimson Chin and his acquaintance, Jorgen Von Strangle, the toughest fairy in the universe. 

Jorgen flexes his biceps alongside the Crimson Chin, proudly showing off his muscles while Chin does the same. Vicky’s movement catches Chin’s eye, making him tear away from his flex-off with Jorgen, rushing to her side and stepping on her wrist, pinning her to the ground.

“Where do you think you’re going, Tyrant?” Crimson Chin asks, a big grin on his face as he kisses his bare bicep, running a hand through his ass to collect a generous helping of his swampy ass sweat. He slathers his pecs with the shining juices, glaring down at the helpless, mangled redhead. “You have visitors… don’t be rude!”

“Agreed,” says Jorgen, walking over to Vicky’s other hand, posing with his hands on his hips. “I think you ought to humor us a little.” He pins her hand down with a mighty stomp, shattering her hand beneath his sweaty, manly foot, grinning deviously. He flexes his powerful thighs, dripping with his own sweat and emanating a different flavor of musk and odors. He squats down to face the battered teen even closer, his stench overpowering her senses. His cock hangs in her face, strong and erect, leaking with arousal and dewy with sweat. He’s almost as putrid as the Crimson Chin.

Vicky tries to struggle, but the beating was far too severe. She can only barely writhe and whimper as manages to turn her head, hoping to escape the smell, only to be punched in the face with not only Chin's cock, but also his pungent odor next. Please just kill me! Put me out of my misery! I’m sorry and I’ll never bother another kid again! Trying to scream, she can only wail through swollen lips and a busted face, stained with blood and old makeup made to smear and run down her face from the Crimson Chin’s previous heavy load.

Jorgen lifts Vicky’s head and holds it up off the ground, listening to her cry, “Ah… nothing I like better than the tears of my enemies. Any enemy of the Crimson Chin is an enemy of mine!” He swings back a massive punch, swinging and delivering a hard uppercut to Vicky’s face. “By the way,” he says as he punches, ignoring Vicky’s wails of pain, “no homo, but your muscles are absolutely glistening!” With each punch, more and more cracking and splitting can be heard in Vicky’s jaw, cheeks, and teeth. Her face is barely recognizable as the bruising and swelling - and some scars forming on her cheeks.

“I use my own oils, man,” Chin smiles, joining in on the punching. He stomps hard on Vicky’s calves, shattering them and making her cry even harder, even louder. “C’mere and get a whiff!” he slathers his hands between his perfect, manly ass again. Jorgen, all too delighted, makes a leap into the air powered by his sculpted, manly thighs, tucking forward into a double-flip before landing in a powerful hero’s stance, on one knee with his fist to the ground, right next to Vicky’s head. The ground where he lands cracks with a loud, slate-like crunch and bevels, imprinting his massive footprints and the print of his knuckles. He stands and places his sweaty, smelly foot on Vicky’s beaten face, holding her head back down.

Jorgen inhales the aroma deeply, sighing in awe as he gazes in wonder at the hero’s glistening, ass-juice covered fingers, “Oh my God, this is immaculate! It’s manly. It’s strong! It’s… beautiful !” He looks up at the hero and sighs longingly before standing erect again, resting his hands on his hips as he flexes one bicep at a time. “Oops, haha,” he laughs, looking shyly down at his erect cock as it pulsates, dappled with his own sweat.

“It’s perfectly okay,” Chin says to his new, equally buff comrade, “My manly musk has that effect. It makes me stronger!” he flexes, “More powerful!” he poses with his fists curled above his shoulders, then down below his pecs, grunting in a manly growl.

“Mmmgh, yes… I can feel it!” Jorgen flexes along with Chin, soon joining him in kicking the tattered young lady while they flex and groan together. Jorgen reaches behind himself, parting his cheeks, like two orbs of stone with sweaty leather stretched over them, solid with no fat anywhere to be seen. Collecting his own brine, he lifts it to his nostrils, kicking the babysitter below, ignoring her cries, “Yes, I absolutely feel it!” 

Crimson Chin leans to take a long inhale of Jorgen’s glistening juices on his fingertips and knuckles, his own cock pulsating in response as well. “That is the good stuff! Man, you’ve been working out hardcore !” The Crimson Chin nods in approval at the scent, taking another inhale.

“Absolutely!” Jorgen says proudly, still kicking Vicky in her side, ignoring her begs for him to stop. “I am the toughest fairy in all the universe, and I must stay fit and strong!” he poses, flexing his biceps, reaching down for Vicky and picking her up with ease. The limp girl lays panting in his arms, crying and writhing with pain. He tosses her into the air and leaps with his strong, manly thighs powering a high jump, flipping backwards and kicking Vicky straight in the stomach with a flawless kickflip, his large, sweaty, smelly foot immediately bruising her. The kick propels her hard into the Crimson Chin, who catches her and laughs.

“Awesome kickflip, my dude! A dedicated man! No homo, but your pecs are turning out so sexy, and your musks are to die for!” Crimson Chin smiles in his mask, flexing his pecs in response, “Mine have come so far, I’m proud of them, so!” he tosses Vicky into the air, and with a meaty fist, he punches the girl’s limp body to Jorgen, who then punches it back to Crimson Chin.

The two laugh and toss Vicky back and forth in various ways when Jorgen begins to notice Crimson’s cock is veiny and leaking copious amounts of precum. He smirks as he looks down to his own dick, throbbing and aching to be touched. The strongman fairy reaches down with one hand, gripping his dick rather hard at the base.

“Listen, man… all this flexing and muscle-work is really such a turn on!” Chin says, slamming Vicky to the ground forcing her face to the floor. “Looks like you could use a good fuck, too.”

“Mmmghf! You know it,” Jorgen replies, his cock throbbing harder as he watches Crimson’s large, sweaty food press her face into the dirt, “Mmmgh, harder… do it harder,” he moans, absently stroking his cock.

Chin begins stroking himself as well, watching Vicky cry and attempt to reach up for help. Chin’s cock is heavy and aching; flexing, Crimson Chin uses both hands to twist a gentle grip around his cock as he strokes, massaging and cranking his wrists as he strokes his sweaty cock.

Jorgen can’t help but watch as a large glob of precum oozes from Chin’s cock down into Vicky’s red, messy, frizzy hair. “Listen… no homo, but can I get a little more of that swamp ass?” he says, sounding more infatuated as his gaze fixates on Chin’s cock. He comes closer to the Crimson Chin, grinning as he grips his cock a bit harder, stroking toward the base.

“Help yourself! I want more of yours! We smell awesome together, partner!”

Jorgen gasps, “Partner? Partners with the Crimson Chin! Oh my… I…” he mounts over Vicky, spreading his muscular glutes and sitting on her face while he places his large, strong hands on Chin's muscular hips, guiding him to turn around. He licks his lips before leaning close to the hero’s glistening ass, inhaling deeply and taking in the strong, pungent aroma.

Vicky’s tongue is nearly squished out of her face, forced into the buff fairy’s asshole to lick and lap around. The sweat from his perfectly sculpted ass soaks her face and wounds, getting into her nose as she tries to breathe. She can only taste old jockstrap, sweat, and vile juices as she feels Jorgen’s hot, sweaty balls resting carelessly near her forehead between her eyes; she feels some of the sweat dripping into her eyes as she struggles, shaking her head to try and get free. Her lungs begin to beg for air, tightening as Jorgen’s ass suffocates her with not only the hundreds of pounds of pure muscle, but the noxious odor making her unable to stop gagging.

“Whoa there, Vicky!” Jorgen lifts himself off of her a little, looking back at her, his face shining faintly with Crimson Chin’s ass juices. “You’ll be done when I say you’re done! Timmy Turner can be a bit of a nuisance… but torturing sad children is something we fairies can’t stand!”

Crimson Chin looks back to see Jorgen laughing and riding on Vicky’s face while she squirms, panicking and flailing her battered, bruised limbs about with vigor. “You can squirm all you want, but you’re being punished for all you’ve done! You’ll be finished by tonight,” he grins deviously, making a quick backflip over the two, landing before Vicky’s splayed, cum-stained, gaped pussy. “Aah… still in-tact… there’s still more of you left to ruin.”

Jorgen turns to face Chin, straddling Vicky’s face as he admires the hero before him. The buff, chiseled comic book hero flexes proudly, turning his wrists and posing with his cock throbbing as he stares down at Vicky’s pussy. He notices Jorgen’s cock throbbing as he strokes it, also staring at the gaping, inviting slit. Vicky, however, can only lay nearly motionless, save a few twitches from trying to breathe beneath the fairy’s muscular, manly ass.

Chin presses his thick head of his cock against Vicky’s entrance, this time sliding in with much more ease. With no regard for Vicky’s comfort, he merely spits on his cock, sliding it in the rest of the way. Her moans of immense fear send pleasurable vibrations through his sweaty asshole and muscular ass as he watches closely while Chin’s abs ripple with his thrusts.

“Hey… N-no homo, but you think I can maybe…” Jorgen blushes, his cock throbbing in his fist.

Chin poses, flexing with his hands behind his head as he thrusts with ease, his powerful thighs pushing him off each time he pulls back out of the whining babysitter’s gaped, used hole. “You want more of my immaculate aroma, don’t you? Haha!” he laughs, “It’s like a drug… I can never get enough!”

Jorgen stands off of Vicky’s face and does a rather impressive front flip over Crimson Chin, landing behind him, facing his bulging, sculpted ass. He uses his thumbs to part the cheeks carefully, admiring the gentle drizzling of sweat down his slick, rock-solid body. Jorgen wastes no time in burying his face deeply into Crimson Chin’s ass, taking the sweet nectars of the well-known hero that fuel his testosterone even harder. Jorgen can feel his cock throbbing harder to the point of aching. He reaches down and grips his sweaty, muscle cock, stroking it rather firmly as he takes in more and more of Chin’s sweet odors.

To both Chin and Jorgen, the pungent, horrid aroma is like a fine musk, something finer than the most expensive perfumes money can buy and far more potent than any drug one can inject. Jorgen can’t help himself; he strokes himself faster as he licks and inhales the aroma, breathing it deeply and allowing it to fill his lungs. He smells the unshowered, vinegar-like smell as well the scent from beneath his massive balls.

Chin holds still for Jorgen, happy to share the wealth. Instead of thrusting, he moves Vicky’s limp, sobbing body to and fro, using her body as a mere cumsock. He ends up falling forward onto Vicky, applying his full weight as he thrusts into her slowly, taking Jorgens tongue up his ass. He feels hot beneath his mask as he flexes, his cock throbbing for relief inside Vicky as far as it can go, widening the poor girl’s canal and slickening her with his cum, sweat, and her juices. Crimson Chin feels Jorgen’s tongue licking along his ass cheeks first, collecting large droplets of his musky sweat, greedily licking around like a thirsty calf.

“No homo, man, but your ass tastes amazing! I gotta know the secret!” Jorgen Von Strangle compliments whole-heartedly.

“Hard work, dedication, and letting nature be my shower,” Crimson Chin flexes, kissing his bicep as he holds onto Vicky with one hand, merely using her to jerk himself off inside her. “Mmm, no homo at all, man, but that tongue action feels amazing!”

“Mmmgh,” Jorgen moans between slurps, listening to Vicky getting hollowed out with Crimson’s massive muscle cock. Vicky groans in pain, her pussy loudly taking Chin’s cock as she’s dragged up and down the thick shaft. “The way you can lift her with just one hand is so impressive! She’s like nothing but a dumbbell!” Jorgen cheers, still honored to be able to be sniffing and licking the ass of the Crimson Chin.

“She feels loosened up! You wanna have a go at her?” Chin offers. Vicky cries harder. “Oh hush, you. You’ve had this coming for a long time! Torturing kids… disgusting! You knew you’d have a taste of your own medicine!”

“Now we are going to fuck you senseless!” Jorgen cheers, his cock pulsating as he laughs, his face glistening with the odorous nectars fresh from Crimson Chin’s swamp ass. “At first, Timmy was in trouble for making such a ridiculous wish, but this is well worth it! I will allow this.”

“N-no-o-o-o-o!” Vicky manages to scream, her jaw still broken, shattered, a mess, even with her mouth swollen and damaged from such hard punches. It’s a wonder she is even awake. Through hard-to-understand lisps and sputters, Vicky manages to beg, “Please, if you let me go… I promise to never hurt anyone again! I promise!”

The two muscular, godly men look at one another and laugh, mocking Vicky’s attempt at pleaing. Crimson Chin inhales a deeply savored scent of Jorgen’s hot musks, glancing at his muscular ass as he tucks and rolls to meet Vicky at the end of Crimson’s cock. Jorgen begins laughing at her and grips his cock in his fist, jamming it into her broken mouth. The two share Vicky as a mere cocksleeve, thrusting into her from both ends. Her gargles and gasps are drowned out not only by the victorious bellows of the muscular men, but also by the hard-hitting sounds of pure muscle slamming into her broken flesh with each plap ! Her flails and thrashes mean nothing as the men hold her in place, thrusting as they please.

Their thighs and asses power their manly thrusts, smashing the poor teen between them like a used Chinese finger trap as their sweaty, musky cocks hollow her out vigorously. Her limbs flail as she cries, unable to escape the nightmare of being used by two beastly men far too powerful and strong for someone as weak as her to take on alone… if at all.

Jorgen grabs the back of Vicky’s head and slams himself into her throat, forcing her face into his musky, sweaty groin. She gags and sputters through her nose, a complete waste of an attempt to breathe. The sweat gets into her eyes, making her cry over Jorgen’s cock, which only feels more intense for him as she hums over his shaft like a cheap toy.

“Listen to her try and scream!” Jorgen laughs, his cock thrusting into her throat a bit harder. The constant squirming and thrusting makes Jorgen sweat, but with a large smile on his face. “Feeling the burn from this one, Crimson Chin?”

“You know it! No homo, but you are chiseled , my guy!” Chin slams himself harder into Vicky’s pussy, using a big, strong thumb to plug her asshole, feeling it suck and tighten around his digit. Vicky thrashes at the sudden invasion in her unused asshole, crying harder and unable to break free of the spitroast forcing her to be fucked at both ends. Crimson Chin begins to sweat as well, his own musks accentuating the smell of Jorgen’s. “You know… mmgh! We… nnghf! We make pretty awesome brines, Mr. Von Strangle!”

“Heh!” Jorgen laughs, his leaking cocktip staining the back of Vicky’s throat with every hard, heartless plunge, “I was thinking the same thing!”

“Come here, Jorgen. I was going to take this little bitch’s asshole, but I think you’ve earned it!” The hero rips his cock out of Vicky’s pussy and she flops carelessly to the ground with a loud flop ! Jordan slides himself out of Vicky’s throat, his cock covered in her saliva, blood from her injuries, and his own precum. He joins the Crimson Chin’s side and feels a hard slap on his sweaty, muscular ass. “Untouched by cock and all yours.”

“I would be honored,” Jorgen says, cracking his knuckles loudly as he kneels down to the whimpering girl, looking at his prize: a tiny virgin hole for his thick, sweaty cock to claim and call his, a gift from a famous hero! “I hope you’re ready, you dumb whore! Get ready!” He actually spares her no time at all, the tip of his cock like an angry fist knocking at her puckering, pinhole-sized backdoor. It’s tight and barely giving, making Jorgen need to use his powerful, manly thighs to thrust forward, forcing his way slowly in all to Vicky’s demise. His muscles bulge as he forces himself forward, breaking more of a sweat as he flexes harder to break in.

Crimson Chin kneels behind Jorgen and gets a much closer sample of his musks and odors, “Mmm, perfect,” he sighs, “You got this… tear her a new one,” he encourages, unable to help himself from dragging his tongue along Jorgen’s sweaty, muscular cheeks, tasting his saltiness. Taking in the strong fairy’s musk, he sighs love-stricken before going in for a second helping. He reaches behind himself for a bit of his own brine, slathering a bit on his hand and using the same hand to hold Jorgen’s ass open.

“No homo… like at all, but I gotta get in there!” Chin says wasting no time and burying his face deeply into Jorgen’s sweaty ass. He inhales and sniffs deeply, going so far as to even lick Jorgen’s hole for more of the salty and sour flavor. He pushes his tongue into the tight pucker, licking and slurping at Jorgen’s swampy ass, taking in all the juices he possibly can.

Jorgan groans in pleasure as he finally forces his cock into Vicky’s protesting hole with a loud pop . With persistence, Jorgen is able to thrust and inch his way into her asshole, slowly claiming fifteen impressive inches of her cavity. He grunts and groans as Chin licks harder, making him pull Vicky onto his cock as far as he can, slowly basing out in the poor girl. With no regard for her comfort, he slips himself in and out with ease - to him. For Vicky, it’s a painful, frictional torture.

The Crimson Chin licks across Jorgen’s hole a little harder before burrowing inside again, groaning as he tastes someone finally worthy of sharing his passion for manliness. He reaches down and grips his cock, stroking himself as he twitches and throbs, the tip flaring a bit with ache as Chin takes in more and more of Jorgen’s musks and swampy juices.

Vicky is nothing more than a flaccid meat suit, broken and battered inside a suit of flesh from the harsh beatings and the excessive breaking and entry. Her pussy is tired, full, and still oozing Chin’s previous load onto the floor as Jorgen continues to hollow out her slowly gaping ass. His large, swollen balls knock against her drooling, battered entrance as her asshole is thrusted deeply into over and over.

Jorgen applies most of his weight onto Crimson Chin’s face, taking delight in Vicky’s squirming as he slams her back onto his cock, forcing her to take his hard, sweaty cock. He also finds joy in Chin’s greedy, lustful slurping. He can feel his sweat dripping down his body, over each bulging muscle on his body and down his broad back. The droplets flow like a river into the swampy trench between his sculpted ass cheeks, only adding to his swampy juices. Crimson Chin removes his tongue from Jorgen’s ass, licking over his hard, stone-like ass cheeks, polishing them as he takes in more of the fairy’s flavor. Jorgen rails Vicky harder, snickering through her sniffles and sobs of defeat while Chin slowly stands up and positions his cock at Jorgen’s asshole.

“I’m not gay… okay? ” Crimson Chin says, pressing his cocktip harder against Jorgen’s ass, making the fairy moan under the pressure. “I just can’t help it. You smell awesome !”

“Is that your dick ?” Jorgen asks, huffing and thrusting hard into Vicky’s cavernous, gaped hole, still ignoring her pleas as her broken body is used as nothing more than a sock. “It feels huge, man! I’m impressed! It feels… powerful.” He feels the hero parting his rock-solid, sweaty, swamp ass, sinking his tip into Jorgen’s tight hole, shivering as he does so. Jorgen moans as he feels the powerful pop in his hole, a satisfied grin streaking his face.

“No homo, but…” he moans, his large tip popping into the small, tight hole. The tightness of his pucker is just as powerful as the rest of his muscles, closed tightly around Chin’s shaft. “Oh, God, you’re hot inside! It has to be from all the working out!” Crimson Chin thrusts, sinking his entire thick length into the fairy’s tight, yet accepting hole. As he thrusts, he reaches into his own ass, scooping out a large handful of his own swampy brines, bringing it to his nose and inhaling it deeply before rubbing the juices onto his neck, bringing it down to his chest to make him glisten even more. Jorgen’s swamp ass is slick and juicy enough to assist in lubricating Chin’s cock, helping him thrust faster, adding a much more delightful feeling, like fluttering in Jorgen’s stomach each time Chin grazes his prostate.

The two extremely buff muscle men grunt in a blissful unison as Jorgen continues thrusting into Vicky’s mutilated, limp body. She is barely conscious enough to hear them fawning over one another. She can barely see out of her ‘good’ eye as Jorgen kisses his bicep while flexing, listening through cloudy hearing as Crimson Chin and Jorgen moan and groan in arousal, their strange, horny desire leading up to this; Vicky being nothing at all. Broken, a pile of traumatized, limp flesh.

Jorgen throws her to the ground and mounts her, allowing Chin to stand behind Jorgen; the hero thrusts harder, sinking his cock into the strong fairy’s asshole, their balls colliding with loud plap and pop sounds among their mutual groans of pleasure. Vicky can only suffer and sob, her insides stirred by the massive cock inside her, driven into her much harder since Crimson Chin adds the extra weight. The poor girl is not only being broken-in with a massive cock in her asshole, but she’s also being smothered by the extra weight of another seven-foot tall god of muscle.

“Fuck, man… I’m… I’m gonna…” Jorgen pants, feeling Chin’s cock grazing his prostate along with Vicky’s asshole squeezing around his twitching, pulsating cock. He can feel his balls tightening each time Chin’s balls slap into his, pushing him closer and closer over the edge. The loud slapping of his sweaty, musky pelvis against Vicky’s bruised, battered ass takes him the rest of the way. “I’m cumming! I’m gonna… cum! N-not from… y-y’know!”

“Yeah, man! Let it out! Fu-u-uck, you’re tight when you cum!” Crimson groans, feeling the convulsing from Jorgen’s orgasm rolling over his cock. “It feels so good, man… you’re so tight, it’s gotta be from all the workouts!” he moans, losing wind as he feels another orgasm creeping as well. “F-fuck, I thought beating that worthless bitch to a lifeless pulp would be hot but… not in a gay way, but you smell incredible…and I’m… oh God. My dick feels s-so… hnnn-hnnngh!”

Crimson Chin gushes his cum as Jorgen releases his, the two cumming at the same time, unable to control it. Vicky’s asshole is flooded with hot cum while Jorgen also succumbs to a creamy finish of an orgasm; it floods out of Vicky’s hole and oozes over his impressive length all while he can feel Chin’s cum flowing inside himself. He tosses his head back and Chin grabs Jorgen by the waist, thrusting harder and faster while Vicky falls to the floor, twitching, a horrid mess of a mangled human being.

She watches as the men make an odd, furious love, massaging each others’ muscles and kisses their own, proudly showing them off as Jorgen continues to take Chin’s cock, rather proudly, seemingly happy to be taken by his hero. Chin grabs Jorgen’s hips and slams himself in as deeply as he can before calling out in pleasure, cumming again, this time, allowing his seed to land in her face, carelessly stroking his godly, muscle cock while being fucked in the ass by the hero.

“Are you ready, Jorgen? I can’t hold it… I’ve cum so much, I’m gonna…” Crimson Chin grips Jorgen’s chiseled, manly hips and slams his own into them, burying his cock deeply before his cock throbs in relief, twitching hard with each pump of the load. His cum is thick and oozes out of Jorgen’s tight, musky ass, dribbling down his beefy ass cheeks.

Jorgen groans out in bliss, happy to receive, “Anything you need, Crimson Chin!” he says obediently, like a loyal fan, his own cock leaking with satisfied post-cum dribble. “ The Crimson Chin is cumming in my asshole and this meaningless little twerp is going to pay! It’s glorious!”

Crimson Chin pulls his cock out of Jorgen’s ass, both of them chuckling like friends in a locker room. They give each other such manly pats on the back as their cocks hang wet and satisfied and Jorgen’s asshole drips the hero’s cum. They look at Vicky, broken and nearly lifeless before them, unable to speak, barely able to think, and struggling to move, let alone to breathe. They look at each other and smile, nodding in unison.

“I think it’s time to set this little twerp straight… for good,” Chin says, lifting his right foot and cracking the knuckles of his toes, “What do you think, Mr. Von Strangle?”

The fairy wipes his sweaty forehead and reaches into Chin’s ass, gathering a bit of the hero’s swampy nectar, “I think you’re right, Crimson Chin. It’s time this twerp finished paying her price.” He lifts the shimmering hand to his nose, inhaling it deeply before he uses the slickened hand to comb his fingers through his hair, slicking his hair into style, smiling deviously at Vicky.

The two giant, muscular men each lift a massive, sweaty foot over the frightened girl’s mangled body; Jorgen stomps his foot down first, followed by the Crimson Chin, who stomps down hard and with vigor, both smashing Vicky’s body into a paste of bruised flesh, bone, viscera, and cum, turning her world to nothing. The two laugh as Jorgen snaps his fingers, making two large, hearty cigars appear out of nowhere, handing one to the superhero.

“That was certainly something I will never forget!” Jorgen says, lighting up his cigar, “That was a good workout.”

“I agree, friend. No, homo… but…” Chin turns to Jorgen and smiles, “I’ve been thinking of doing this for a while,” he says smoothly, pulling Jorgen a bit closer, running his hands long the buff fairy’s rippling, sweaty back. Without much time for Jorgen to react, the two have their lips locked, pressed together in a heated, sudden kiss. Jorgen doesn’t fight it, honored to be taken by someone worthy and someone heroic and manly - just as tough as he is.

Jorgen rests his large, rough hands on the hero’s strong, manly hips, reaching his fingers back to the small of Chin’s back, their bodies pressed together as they kiss, their tongues caressing one another as they groan, taking in each others’ scents and feeling each others’ warmth. Their bodies and their sweat become hotter and muskier, and already they can feel a bit of spittle escaping their kiss.

Crimson Chin breaks the kiss, clearing his throat, “Heghm! No homo, but you have the tightest ass I’d ever felt,” he, lighting his cigar and taking a deep puff. “No kidding!”

“Please, you honor me,” Jorgen says, his arm around Chin’s waist, slowly moving down to the hero’s ass for another handful of Chin’s swampy buns of steel while Chin returns the gesture, walking away from Vicky’s remains, chatting off into the distance. “Too bad about that girl. If only she’d have been less of a bitch. Seriously , man… this is really great stuff!”