Orcas' World - story 5 - Night Shift by DEA Biting off too much can bite off your head… Natasha worked as a night guard in a huge supermarket. This fact was commonly known and that's why nobody had tried to rob it, to Natasha's great displeasure. The reason was simple - this dread guard was a huge, 7 foot orca, who'd agreed to do the job only with a clause that she was free to decide what to do with all potential robbers she'd catch. However, it had happened only once and after a massacre of a well-organized group of 10 robbers (whose corpses had been scattered through the whole area), others, both individuals and groups whom it might concern, decided to try their luck elsewhere. The management was content, Natasha barely… Another night shift was coming to its end and the frustrated and always unsatisfied Natasha was painfully aware that she hadn't had sex for a week. The daylight slowly emerged and she went out to a loading ramp in a deep disappointment. It had already begun to dawn and a row of street lamps was lighting a mild drizzle. Rows of closed gates, countless cans, piles of pasteboard and a few trailers were all she could see. Like every other night. But then she almost froze. There was a movement at one of the cans. 'A homeless!' she realized almost immediately with regrets, but the first reaction was inside her trousers. Her male part, which pleasures she had discovered a half year ago and which hadn't had sex for more than a month, was markedly asserting its natural rights. 'But… it's impossible…' she thought, staring at the gigantic bulges of her auto-morphed sex and the tiny homeless… But the feeling was too strong and arousing and Natasha felt her panties disintegrating into shreds. She took a deep breath and looked around. Nobody. There'll be nobody in the boiler-room, either… Her huge muscles tensed and Natasha landed just three feet behind the homeless, groveling in the trash. The heart of the dirty, bearded man almost stopped with fear. "What are you doin' here?!" she shouted at him with pretended sternness. 'Yuck, he's so ugly! Well, they won't look for him, at least…' she thought immediately. The little man barely reached to her stomach and to his horror, he could only see her badly swollen sex, tensing her service trousers to burst, and he quickly calculated what he might expect from her. She realized it, too, and she didn't wait a second longer. She quickly grasped the man around his neck and her steely grip prevented him from screaming. She lifted him up, light as a feather and quickly disappeared with her prey back in the supermarket. 'It's gonna be easier than I thought…' … The monstrous wet bulge between her gigantic thighs clearly gave away her needs. She tossed the man to the ground, into a corner of the boiler- room. The glowing light emphasized the gloomy atmosphere. 'Ugh… what a stinking shit… I almost abhor him.' Natasha tried to block her natural instincts, but it was a hard job. The man got up with difficult and totteringly took a run against her. A simple knee hit sent him back to the corner like a rag doll, breaking a few of his ribs. "Trrrrr… rrrrrrr.." Her trousers gave way completely and a huge penis, salami sized, and grapefruit-sized balls fell out. The man, lying in dust on the ground, paled with fear. Natasha realized that there was nothing to hide any more, nor any reason. She crossed the few steps separating her from the desperate man and, grasping his hair, she brought him to her hungry sex. Her other hand embraced the huge cock, which thanks to her sexual abstinence, changed after a few touches into a piece of hot living steel with a man's fist-sized head. This was too much for any man, and doubly so for such a dwarf… "Suck it!" she simply ordered him. The man stood petrified. Frightened to death, he couldn't move a millimeter. The huge orca grasped his jaw with two fingers and opened his mouth by force. Her brawny thumbs easily found their way inside and uprooted most of his front teeth. Then she rammed her impossible prick inside. The huge head deformed his entire oral cavity, tearing his lips and cheeks. His cheeks inflated like little balloons and still were barely able to engulf its colossal, stone like hard head. The man couldn't breath, the huge wedge inside his mouth was breaking his neck and swallowing with a pinned tongue was impossible. He desperately tried to pull it out but his attempts were more than pathetic. Finally, dislocating his jaw, Natasha found a comfortable position for her monster and began to jerk off. She held the man's head with one hand and lightly stroked her monumental penis with the other. It was like touching a trigger. Liters of sperm, accumulated for the entire month, were literally boiling inside her and she came within 10 seconds. It howled inside her balls and a water cannon strength geyser blew his head off like a grenade. The wall behind him got sprayed with cum and blood. She moaned and almost fainted from the delight. It took a while until she recovered, still holding the man's bloodied scalp in her palm. She looked around, feeling a bit dazed. "Oh, my God…" she finally whispered, "time to try a real fuck!" … The end Author's note: this is my very first she-male or let's say prinkazon story. I'd be grateful for any feedback about especially this topic, which can very exciting for somebody as well as a bit unusual for somebody else.