Novel & Cerita Beast Machines Rattrap

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

Yeah my mate was drop dead gorgeous. 'Stare all you want bitches but that body is mine and mine alone'.

Flashback continuation! I tense! Like really tense, but I still find the bravery to spin around in a sprint. Before me racks a giant in human form. His machismo freaks the hell out of me. It would appall anyone. And his eyes... Grey eyes? Really? I don't know whether it is their striking grey color that makes them come off so atrociously appalling, but they are a set of pools that I can't stand even for a second. I blink at them. His lanky gigantic contour is an additional peril to me. His whole composure exudes dreadful terror. Horror. Animosity.

"Big ones." "Take it down!" With a yell, Damien started shooting. Fight the Beast With terrible speed, the machine came at us, its claws tearing through the walls. With a sharp shot, Vanessa struck one of its joints, causing it to falter. "Aim for the legs!" Kyle hid behind a console and yelled. "It’s too heavily armored everywhere else!" I shot at one of its blazing joints, slowing it down with the explosion that sent sparks flying. "EMP!" With a shout, Rook threw a grenade that momentarily stopped its sensors.

“Come, Lily. The overload machine is waiting. Today we push your body past every limit you thought you had.” I followed him naked on the leash, my breasts bouncing with each step, my thighs slick with fresh wetness. We entered a darker chamber this time. The room was round and dim, lit only by pulsing red and purple lights. In the center stood the overload machine. It looked like a large, sleek black chair but with extra arms, pads, and thick mechanical cocks attached to moving tracks. Straps and cuffs hung from every side. Above it, a wide dome glowed with neural sensors that would connect straight to my link.

“Uh... Then, the workers of the Astra Pavilion are thankful for all of your valuable items. It surprises us and we promise to be careful with it. I promise that you'll enjoy your stay in the private room. ” Hector and Soheila smiled. “Thank you, too. We would surely enjoy.” Soheila could feel the sincerity of the shop attendant. “Oh, the spirit beasts won't attack anyone since I had tamed them already.” Hector reminded again since he could see the fear in the Shop attendant's eyes every time he looked at the spirit beasts behind them. The spirit beasts are the Blue Venomous Snake, Third-Eyed Grey Bear, and Cursed Gorilla. They are rare and Hector coincidentally encountered them in the forest

"And I think you're attracted to me too." The beast chuckled, a low rumble that resonated through me. "You're a bold one," it growled, its eyes flickering with a mix of amusement and desire. "Very well, little one." With a swift motion, the beast reached down and undid its belt, letting its pants fall to the ground. My eyes widened as I saw its massive cock spring free, standing tall and proud. It was thick and veiny, pulsing with a life of its own, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and nervousness.

The machine pulled out a shrill, ear-punching binary dish. “Unautorized biological modification detected. Protocol Aura cleansing initiated.’ The tinkering, inhumane voice drone from loudspeakers, who Hulls were hidden. “She attacks the goat!” I called. The machine lifted one of its massive Sensenarme, ready to put our feathered roommates and the beds in pieces chop. I had not sweated in the ashes for weeks and this wild Jungle tamed, just around everything from a rusted lawn mower of the consortium to be destroyed.

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.