Dont ask me how, but I won the official lifesize Frankenstein assembly model from ebay at a very low price of $100.00, and was wondering why it sold so cheap. The model figure appeared original and in good shape on ebay ad, and to be honest, I didnt think I would win it. It appeared too good a deal at starting bid of $10.00.
It stated vintage halloween lifesize model ready for function as soon as it is received and assembled. As soon as I found out I had won, I also decided to get a replica table with action electric gizmo attachment of lab table with duable straps. This cost another deal of $200.00, and I thought it all would look great for my living room during the halloween season. It would take several weeks before all goods would be delivered and I could hardly wait for delivery time. I saved a large amount of room for the model and accessories, and decided to clear a few plugs for hook up to electric lab gizmo simulator.
Five weeks passed by, and I contacted seller for news of the item being sent to me. He responded that there was a problem with merchandise as the one being bought broke in package fall, and a replacement of another similar model Frankenstein was being sent to me instead. He assured me it was first rate quality, and not to worry about the professional look. I asked him if I could return it if I did not approve, and he consented.
Two more weeks passed by, and a fed-ex truck drove up to my apartment. Huge boxes were being unloaded to my front sidewalk, and I signed away for the goods being delivered. They kindly placed the humungo boxes in my apartment, and after the cute fed-ex guy left, I unwrapped the boxes with eagerness.
Frankenstein was a clever model and intriging figure indeed. He stood seven feet tall, and was definately lifesize from head to toe. He was fully clothed and looked exactly like a Universal monster replica. The other huge box was the incredible table with electric gizmo attachment, and after an hour of cautious set up, placed the heavy Frankenstein model on the reclining table. He looked so natural laying reclined on the table I wonder if I would ever think to put him into storage ever.
At last I assembled the straps around his muscular arms, and sought to attach the bolt mechanisms to his neck protrusions, and play lab doctor in my own home. The attachements worked fine, and easily were adjusted to assemble, but when I plugged it in, the lights in the apartment suddenly flickered. It was startling to say the least, but the electrictiy did not go out. I went to the control box, and placed the lever to a red area before I turned the mechanism on. I pushed the red button, and pulled down the other lab fantasy lever as if bringing the monster man to life like the movies did. The mechanism was awesome and showed a circular blue light with electric prods that pretended to work on the monster. Suddenly I noticed the huge man move his both hands as if to struggle a little, and then I heard him grunt. I was too shocked to reach for the mechanism to turn it off and stood there like a frightened fool not knowing what to do. He then opened both his eyes and gazed at me still strapped to the table. This monster model was big and unusually muscular from inside his Frankenstein jacket. Just then the table reclined upward, and his big feet tried to break free from their bonds with a heavy struggle. As he got up, the straps holding on to both his huge arms broke split apart, and he got up on his feet all on his own. I was scared to death. All I heard was a mumble, and his eyeballs made a gaze down to his pants. I looked at the middle of his green wool pants, and noticed a wandering bulge beginning to form at his beefy crotch area. His dick looked like it was squirming all around inside his pants, getting larger of a mound, and crawling up the side of his leg.
It was then I went for my phone to call 911, but as I got there to press the keys, I could feel his huge presence right behind me nestling his big body against my backside. He grunted a large growl and put both his hands down to the table in front of me. I felt his frankenboner push itself to my ass area, and he seemed amorous rather than violent. I could feel his boner rub itself back and forth across my ass cheeks, as his right hand reached downward to slowly unzip his pants with a very slow domineering touch. I turned around in fright, and he stood tall before me with an awkward smile and glaring eye. His huge green dick stuck itself outward and landed right between my legs below my crotch. Both his hands then grabbed both my cheeks as he pumped that long rubbery green meat of his into my leg crevice. From his seven foot stance, he reached down and gently kissed the side of my neck while massaging my ass cheeks at the same time. He was growling into his own thoat as I felt his weenie plunge into my leg spread propped on the tabletop.
Just at that time, he put his mouth over mine and stuck his tongue into it, wanting more. Then he turned me around, and pulled down my light blue shorts with jock strap inside, and began rubbing his monster member up and down my upper ass crevice warming up for an oncoming assault. Both his large Frankenstein feet with huge boots kicked the inside of my tennis shoes to widen my legs out. With his left arm, he placed his stiched hand on the back of my throbbing neck, and pushed me slowly over the table. My butt was rising on the side of the table as his huge weenie was still placed on top of my butt crevice, and it drove itself down deeper into my hole area. His stiched hand holding me firm on the back of my neck, and his other grabbing on to the side of my arm, I could feel his huge dickhead placing itself firmly against the cave of my butthole, and he achingly drove it in at an incredible slow rate of speed, just putting it in me a fraction of an inch at a time. I could see from the mirror reflection on the wall his lips began to pucker, and he continually pushed his frankenweenie deeper inside of me, spreading my ass cheeks with wonderous question. I was afraid he was going to be too abrupt and vulger, but his beginning movements were calm, and very, very slow moving in long hard fucking monster action. Gradually he put both his heavy arms completely around me and shouldered me over the table while his buttocks began to rock in and out. His big cock felt rubbery, and somehow lubed itself with my perspiration inside my butthole. He used my natural lubricant to slowly fuck his monster Frankenstein dick meat into as if feeling every movement made possible.
Grunting on top of me, my legs began to spread themselves from his pure man power of friction. The table began to buckle, but was sturdy enough to sustain us in his heavy duty love action. His rubbery dick meat felt extrememly huge, long, winding, longing, and groping for sensual action inside a gratifying love hole he had just conquered. Then I heard him exclaim, "Oh, I love your butt!!!!!!!! ! ! ! ME WANT MORE RIGHT NOW, AND ME GONNA GET IT." Needless to say, this man was a monster of hs own word, and did not stop for a good thirty minutes of fucking me over on my own work table. His buttocks had also sprang into much faster action, as his boots placed themselves by my tennis shoes and spread my belting legs to the hilt. Hard dribble fell down from his mouth, and I felt large syrupy squirts form between my legs. From looking back up at this reflection, I noticed both his eyeballs lit up in red color as this happened, and he let out a tremendous yell.
When he pulled himself out, it let out a plop sound, and he placed his dick back into his pants before giving me another huge kiss on the lips. His right hand again stroking my withered ass, I suddenly felt that this was the man of my dreams. But it was no dream, and he is without a doubt, my most favorite halloween prop . . . . year round!
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