Man With Bulge Novels & Stories

Because he was wearing a tank top, the beautiful curve of his body was visible, but she was puzzled when she noticed a bulge in the middle of his thigh. "It’s not hurt?" was her soft question. The man stared at her, and later, his cheeks, neck, and ears suddenly turned red. Is he still shy around her?? "Doesn't it hurt?" she asked again, softly. "Which one?" the man asks her. "That bulge of yours." He even pointed to the man's inner thigh. "I will die early because of you," the man softly muttered. "What are you saying?" she asked in surprise. "Nothing, come on, just accompany me to dive," he said, and he smiled.

I tugged on his trouser, and he stood up, allowing me to pull it off until he was left in only his boxer. He was wearing a black one, and the outline of his bulge was very visible. I gulped as I saw the monster that was protruding from his clothes. It has been a while since something that big entered me, and I was afraid. He must have seen the fear in my eyes, because he looked at me, concerned, and asked, "What is wrong?" He asked like he didn't know the source of my discomfort. I simply looked at his bulge, not trusting myself to speak, and thankfully, he got the message. He palmed himself as he chuckled, his laughter ringing through the quiet room.

That's something that I didn't want, so I was going to do everything in my power to make sure that didn't happen. “Were you followed?” The man asked, I shook my head at his question. Taking in his appearance, I cringed at the sight in front of me. He had a long scar on the right side of his face that seemed to be somewhat infected. A thick, yellowish substance was oozing out of the open area that missed a couple of stitches. “Good, anything that I should know?” I folded my arms, still unsure if I should do this or not. “He's still not getting better, I suggest the war should be called off for now.” The man laughed as if what I were saying was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard.

It slides down his huge chest to his chiseled abs and dissolves into the waistband of his pants. Oh… The bulge in his pants comes into view. I stare at it, my saliva buds working overtime. God! How can one man be so perfectly made! Ace folds his arms and smiles. “There you are.”

"What...mnn...is really happening?! Jian Ying?!! Mnnn...mnnn...fuuu...fuuu...mnnn" He started taking in air. His nose wasn't getting enough of the air and then he switched with his mouth. And right there, he received another shock of his life! He looked in between his thighs and then he... "Wha...what is this?! A bulge?! Why? No way!!" "Wait! Is this for real?!"

Words escape my mouth once he faced us and I could see him clearly. With the mist, he seemed like any other villager from Cinco, but up close, one could tell there was a stark difference. The one thing that’s extremely prominent is the meat in his bones. He had a bulging belly and his arms seemed thick and pudgy. The biggest person that I’ve ever seen was Suzanne and it wasn’t even as big as the man in front of me. In fact, I don’t even think Suzanne was fat, she was just slightly bigger than the rest of us.

“He felt different.” Dominic zoomed in. The image pixelated, then sharpened slightly. The man’s face was obscured by a mask, but his posture, straight-backed and balanced, made Dominic’s chest tighten. He advanced the frame by frame. At one moment, the man lifted his arm to signal the others. The sleeve shifted just enough. There. A scar. Long and uneven, running along the inside of the wrist like a pale seam. Lila inhaled sharply. “I’ve seen that.”

Patrick stood up and instructed his men behind him. Then he respectfully lowered his head towards the man on the sofa. "Mr. Nelson, your clothes have been brought to you." After speaking, he waved his hand. A man behind him walked forward, carrying a custom-made black shirt. Yosef extinguished his cigarette, stood up, unbuttoned his shirt, and took it off. The man's physique contradicted his frail appearance; he was strong and muscular, with a faint outline of an eight-pack abs. There was a prominent scar next to his waist, clearly a severe injury caused by a sharp weapon.

The streets in Bane City were overcrowded with people. “Argh!” Suddenly, a heart-wrenching scream came from the streets. As the scream reverberated throughout the area, a man suddenly collapsed to the ground and rolled on the floor. “What’s wrong?” “What happened?” … Dumbfounded, many watched the man puzzledly from afar. The man who collapsed to the ground kept scratching his body as he rolled, tearing his skin and leaving bloody marks. His hair was disheveled, and his face was contorted with bulging veins.

His eyes were wide open, and his pupils dilated instantly. A man came in from outside. He was very tall. He was at least two meters tall. He was holding a sharp butcher knife dripping with blood, and there were several rusty steel nails stuck in his arms. There seemed to be black blood seeping out. It looked both bloody and terrifying!