Paul Bunyan, the giant lumberjack, stomped up a mountain with his three tiny friends dangling from his cock. The three little men were swinging back and forth, hitting hard thighs and soft balls. Paul walked though a rock formation, his head almost scraping the top at 60 ft. Once through, Paul stopped and looked down at his new friends.
"Finally.... Now I can get to my real height." he roared.
The cock started swelling as Paul grew. He went up and out another 15 ft. The three once cocky college guys just looked up in awe. They couldn't see Paul's face because of his muscle gut and thick pecs. Paul started off again and went up a path that lead to what looked like a log cabin, if the log cabin was meant for a 75ft giant.
"Finally.... Now I can get to my real height." he roared.
The cock started swelling as Paul grew. He went up and out another 15 ft. The three once cocky college guys just looked up in awe. They couldn't see Paul's face because of his muscle gut and thick pecs. Paul started off again and went up a path that lead to what looked like a log cabin, if the log cabin was meant for a 75ft giant.