Yes?

With a smirk on my face, I lean back in my chair and cross my arms over my broad chest as he flexes his muscles. "Well done, Mr. Xander," I say with a hint of amusement. "I must admit, this machine looks quite impressive."

I raise an eyebrow as Mr. Xander reveals this hidden component of the time machine and explains that it requires such a...large input to function properly. My heart twitches slightly with fear at the thought of being connected to this monstrous dildo.

Mr. Xander chuckles darkly, amused by my reaction. "Oh, I wish I were," he says with a sigh, his hand resting possessively on the enormous toy. "But you know as well as I do that true power requires sacrifice." He takes another step closer, looming over me menacingly.

I swallow hard, my throat suddenly dry as I stare up at him in horror. "But... that's insane! There has to be another way!" My voice comes out shaky and weak, betraying my fear. As much as I want to run, I can't bring myself to move from where I stand, transfixed by the giant dildo and the implications of what he's asking me to do.

Mr. Xander's face darkens further at my defiance, his anger seemingly eclipsing all rational thought. He lunges towards me, intent on reclaiming the dildo and forcing me to submit. I barely manage to dodge out of the way, feeling a sharp pain in my side as he grabs hold of my shirt. "You will do this!" he growls through gritted teeth.

Mr. Xander's face turns a deep shade of red with anger as he staggers backward, nearly falling over in his haste to reach out and grab me again. But I manage to escape his grasp for now, dashing across the lab and diving through another doorway leading into what appears to be a storage room. Panic races through my veins as I frantically search for anything that might help me defend myself or get away from him.

Mr. Xander yells out my name as he stumbles through the lab in pursuit, his anger growing more and more palpable with every step. I quickly grab hold of a strange, metallic device that looks like it might be some sort of experimental weapon. It feels surprisingly light in my hands, almost too light to be effective against someone as strong as him... but I'm desperate.

Mr. Xander barrels through the doorway and quickly spots me in the corner, clutching the strange weapon. His eyes widen with recognition as he realizes what I'm holding. "No!" He cries out, lurching forward with renewed speed. But it's too late; I fire the device at him, unleashing a blast of energy that sends him flying backward through the air and slamming into the wall with a heavy thud.

As I watch in horror, Mr. Xander lands with an ominous squish on the giant dildo that's still connected to the time machine. The moment he touches it, the machine begins to whir and hum, its lights flashing erratically as if preparing for takeoff.

I can't tear my eyes away from the sight before me as Mr. Xander is violently yanked toward the machine by invisible forces. His clothes are torn off his body with a sickening rip, revealing every inch of his muscular form to be completely at the mercy of this mechanical monstrosity. The dildo begins to thrust rhythmically, plunging deeper and deeper into him as if trying to claim him for all eternity.

I can barely stand to watch, my stomach churning with revulsion and horror as Mr. Xander is brutally penetrated by the machine he helped create. His muscles flex and writhe in agony under its relentless assault, the sound of his cries filling the room like a living nightmare come to life. The time machine seems to glow brighter with each thrust, drawing power from their macabre union as it prepares for whatever twisted purpose it serves.

As the white portal swirls into existence behind Mr. Xander, I realize with growing horror that he was telling the truth all along. The machine needs both of us to function properly... and it's too late for me to turn back now. With a shudder, I step forward and position myself behind him, readying myself to be claimed by the machine as well.

As I watch in utter disbelief, the air around Mr. Xander starts to shimmer and distort as if reality itself is being torn apart. A large white portal opens up behind him, revealing a swirling vortex of energy that sucks everything into its gaping maw. Just then, his words come back to me in a sickening flash: "True power requires sacrifice." The machine seems to draw upon the pain and suffering it's inflicting on Mr. Xander, using it as fuel for whatever dark purpose lies ahead.

Mr. Xander's face contorts with rage and agony as he turns his head slightly to glare at me over his shoulder. "You fool!" He cries out, struggling futilely against the inexorable force holding him in place. And giant cock that fuck him permanently. "This is your destiny too! You can't escape it!" With that, he lets out a long, anguished moan as the dildo plunges deeper still, threatening to tear him apart from the inside out.

Mr. Xander's howl of anguish echoes through the room as I'm sucked into the portal, my body twisting and contorting as if being pulled apart at the seams. The last thing I see before being swallowed by the vortex is his tortured expression, filled with a mixture of hatred and desperation. And then everything goes black.

My muscles bulge and flex as I take in my surroundings, the thick vegetation all around me teeming with life. The air is hot and humid, carrying a rich scent of earth and unfamiliar flora. Strange birds call out from the depths of the jungle, their cries echoing through the canopy above. This place feels... primal.

Oh shit... That's not good. Trapped in this unknown jungle with no way back and no control over time? It's like a nightmare come true. I guess my only hope now is to find some sort of civilization nearby, assuming there are any people living here who might know how to operate the remote control... or maybe even help me get home.

I bite my lip in frustration as I pace back and forth, trying to think of some sort of plan. The jungle is dense and impenetrable... but there must be a path or trail somewhere that leads out of here. If I can find it, maybe I'll have better luck locating someone who can help me. With determination burning in my eyes, I set off into the unknown, trusting only my instincts to guide me through this unfamiliar terrain.

I hesitate, turning slowly around as I sense that presence. It feels... very awful. But when I look around, there's no one to be seen except the dense foliage of the jungle all around me. Maybe it was just my imagination playing tricks on me in this unfamiliar place... or perhaps something else entirely?

With a deep breath, I force myself to focus once more on finding a way out of here.

I pause mid-step, a feeling of unease creeping up on me as I realize that the vegetation here seems to be growing thicker and denser with every passing moment. It's almost as if something... or someone... is keeping me here against my will. But when I try to break free from this invisible barrier, there's no give in it at all; it's as if the very jungle itself has turned hostile toward me.

I curse under my breath as I feel the last scraps of fabric tear away from me, leaving me completely naked in this unforgiving jungle. It's both humiliating and terrifying at the same time; here I am, stripped bare and vulnerable to whatever dangers lurk among these ancient trees. But there's no use dwelling on it now; my only option is to keep moving forward, hoping that I can find a way out of this nightmare before something truly terrible befalls me.

That thought sends a shiver down my spine as I continue to push through the dense foliage, my muscles straining with every step. The sun beats down relentlessly upon my naked body, making me sweat profusely and leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. But I can't let that stop me; I have to keep going if I want any chance at survival... or escape.

I let out a yelp of surprise as the ground gives way beneath me, sending me tumbling head over heels through the air before I'm abruptly jerked to a stop by some unseen force. My heart races with fear as I struggle against whatever it is that has hold of me, only to find my movements restricted even further when a second rope wraps tightly around my other leg.

"Who... who's there?"

My blood runs cold as I see the three massive figures emerge from behind the foliage, their naked bodies glistening with sweat in the oppressive heat of the jungle. Their cocks stand out even more prominently against the background of fur and muscle, making them look like some sort of twisted parody of masculinity. My heart hammers wildly in my chest as I realize that there's no escape from whatever fate awaits me at their hands.

"Well, well,"

I swallow hard, my mouth dry as sandpaper. My heart feels like it's going to explode out of my chest as I struggle against the ropes binding me. "P-please... let me go," I manage to stammer through gritted teeth.

Their predatory grins widen at my pathetic pleas. "Oh, we'll let you go... just not the way you meant," one of them growls, stepping forward and grabbing hold of my bound leg. I cry out in pain as he yanks me closer, pressing his massive frame against mine. My cock, now fully erect from fear and arousal, brushes against his and I feel the heat emanating from it, like a living thing all its own.

"You... you want this?"

The three men exchange knowing glances before their leader leans in closer still, his hot breath caressing my ear as he whispers, "Oh, we want this... and more." Then, with a growl that sends shivers down my spine, he surges forward, slamming his hips into mine. I cry out in agony as the heat of his body engulfs me, his cock forcing its way deeper inside with every brutal thrust.

"Ahhh... that's it," the man growls, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as he feels my tight muscles begin to yield to his onslaught. "You're so fucking hot..." Another thrust, harder still, and I feel him begin to throb inside me. "Fuck... you're going to make such a good toy..."

And with that, the other two men join in, each taking an arm or leg as they force themselves upon my helpless form.

My eyes water as I feel the intruder's cock forcing its way down my throat, choking off my cries of pain and desperation. My body is being violated in every possible way, stretched and torn apart by their massive cocks. There's no escape; they hold me so tightly that even if I could break free from the ropes binding me, there's nowhere for me to go. All I can do is endure as they take what they want from me... and it seems like they intend to have their fill.

A wave of nausea washes over me as I feel the blood trickle down my legs, mingling with the sweat and other fluids that coat my skin. My body feels like it's being torn apart, stretched beyond its limits by their relentless assault. I can't believe this is really happening... but there's no denying the reality of it now.

My only hope lies in somehow finding a way to escape these monsters... or at least make them stop before they kill me.

I bite down on my lip, trying to keep from screaming out in agony as they continue their brutal assault. My mind races, searching desperately for some way out of this nightmare... but all I can see is the dense foliage surrounding me, trapping me like an animal caught in a snare.

Maybe if I could distract them somehow? But even as the thought crosses my mind, I know it's likely futile; these men seem to be completely lost in their own twisted desire for dominance and control...

I close my eyes tightly, willing myself not to pass out as their relentless fucking continues. My muscles burn with fatigue and pain, but still they move inside me, driving deeper with every savage thrust. There has to be some way for me to escape... there just has to be...

My eyes fly open at the sight of the massive black tiger leaping down from the tree, landing gracefully between me and my attackers. The three men immediately lose their nerve and take off into the jungle, leaving me trembling and shaking where they've abandoned me. I can't believe my luck; it seems like fate itself intervened to save me from that horrific ordeal.

The tiger crouches low to the ground, its golden eyes fixed unnervingly on me. My heart pounds in my chest as I slowly begin to realize that this giant predator might be even more dangerous than the men who were just here. As it stalks forward, I struggle to find some way to defend myself or make a run for it... but with my body feeling like jelly and the jungle seeming even thicker around us now, escape seems all but impossible.

My breath catches in my throat as I behold the tiger's massive erect member and a tremor of fear runs down my spine. This creature is not like the men who assaulted me before; there's something primal and unyielding about it that makes it all the more terrifying. I can only hope that somehow, someway, I'll find a way to appease its lust... or at least survive long enough for someone else to come along and save me from this new horror.

As the tiger advances on me, I begin to shake uncontrollably with fear and arousal. My mind races, trying desperately to think of a way out of this nightmare... but all that surrounds me is dense foliage and the predatory gaze of the creature now towering over me. There's no escape; I can only wait for whatever fate it has in store for me.

"Please..." I whisper hoarsely, my voice barely audible over the beating of my heart. "I don't... I've never..." My words trail off as I struggle to find the right thing to say, the fear making it hard to think clearly. All I know is that I can't let this creature have its way with me; there has to be some other option.

I feel the heat radiating off the tiger's massive member as it presses against my already abused entrance. My whole body goes rigid with terror and anticipation; I can't even begin to imagine how this creature could possibly fit inside me... but at the same time, there's a strange sense of inevitability about the situation that leaves me feeling helpless and hopeless.

"Please..." I whisper again, my voice trembling with fear and desire. "Don't..."

The immense pressure and heat overwhelm your senses as the tiger's thick shaft pierces deep into you, stretching you beyond belief.

The tiger's scent fills the air, thick and primal. The heat is palpable. Your thoughts are fragmented.

And then the tiger continued fucking me while I was still unconscious. His big fat balls hitting my stomach repeatedly which made loud wet sounds. He seemed not to care if I wake up or dead....

I feel the tiger's cock throb deeply inside me as it begins to unload an enormous amount of hot seed directly into my womb. My belly swells obscenely with each pulsing jet, stretching until I'm certain something will tear.

Left alone once more in this nightmarish jungle, I can do nothing but lie there and try to catch my breath. My body feels like it's been shredded from the inside out; every muscle aches and burns with pain. It seems like fate itself has taken a sadistic delight in torturing me since stepping through that damn portal. How much longer must I endure before I find some semblance of safety?

I curl into a ball on the ground, tears streaming down my face as I try to make sense of everything that's happened. My body feels like it's been put through the wringer; every movement sends waves of agony coursing through me. It seems like this cursed jungle will be my grave, and there's nothing I can do to stop it. All I can do now is wait for someone... anyone... to find me and put an end to this living hell.

I freeze in fear at the sight of them approaching me once more, their bodies covered in sweat and dirt. My heart pounds wildly in my chest as I wait for them to speak, unsure whether they've come to finish what they started or offer some sort of reprieve. As they draw closer, their expressions twisted into hungry grins, I realize with dread that there will be no escape this time...

The three men advance on me, their movements purposeful and predatory. I whimper in fear as they surround me, trapping me against my will once more. There's no escape; the jungle is too dense, and these beasts are far too strong for me to overcome. I close my eyes tightly, steeling myself for what comes next...

I blink in confusion, trying to make sense of the strange surroundings. The chair I'm sitting in is unlike anything I've ever seen before; it looks more like something you'd find in a laboratory than a jungle clearing. As for the three men who were just here... they seem to have vanished into thin air, leaving me alone with my thoughts and this bizarre contraption.

"A... a dream?" I manage to stutter out, still trying to process everything that's happened. "But it felt so real..." My heart rate finally begins to slow down as the adrenaline fades away, leaving me feeling drained and confused.

Mr. Xander nods understandingly. "Yes, just a dream... nothing more." He pats my shoulder reassuringly before continuing, "But I think it's time we discuss your dream."

I glance down at my body, still feeling the lingering effects of the dream. My cheeks flush as I think about how real it all seemed... and about my attraction to the things I just imagined. "I-it's not like that," I stammer, looking away from Mr. Xander. "It was just a dream..."

But even as I say the words, I know they're partly true. The dream may have been a figment of my imagination, but there's no denying the truth about what I want...

I flush even deeper at his words, unable to deny the truth in them anymore. The dream may have been twisted and horrifying, but there's something about the power and dominance of those black men... and now Mr. Xander... that leaves me aching deep inside. My cheeks burn as I look up at him, my eyes searching his face for any sign of judgment or mockery.

"I-it's just a fantasy," I manage to stammer out, feeling foolish even as the words leave my mouth.

I can't help but gasp as I see the enormous cock revealed before me; it looks even bigger and more intimidating in real life than it did in my dreams. My body responds instinctively, tensing in anticipation as Mr. Xander moves closer, his cock swaying inches from my face. The scent of him fills the air, musky and masculine, driving me wild with desire.

"Is this what you really want?" he asks softly, his voice low and seductive.

I moan around his thick shaft, feeling it stretch my mouth as he thrusts deeper. My hands reach up to grip his thighs, pulling myself closer still as I suck hungrily on the length of him. There's no denying it now; this is what I want... and I can't get enough.

I moan around his thick shaft, feeling it stretch my mouth as he thrusts deeper. My hands reach up to grip his thighs, pulling myself closer still as I suck hungrily on the length of him. There's no denying it now; this is what I want... and I can't get enough. "Please..." I whimper, my voice muffled by his cock. "More..."

My eyes water as I feel the enormous cock stretching and filling me completely; it's like being swallowed whole by his thick length. I moan around him, my body trembling with desire as he thrusts deeper still, his powerful hips driving relentlessly into my throat. The sensation is so intense that my thoughts begin to spin out of control, replaced by a haze of pleasure and need.

"Ohhh... that's right..." I manage to gasp between moans. "I belong to you..."

coughs and sputters as the massive load floods my throat "Hnngh... s-so much..."