The Mini Maxi Affair By Sasha Steele
"I don't get why you're so miserable Peni. You should be excited. This is a great opportunity" Jadel said. They were laying in bed. Penisa was laying on his back and Jadel on his side facing him. Penisa Minialty was Jadel's fiancé. They had lived together for a year before Penisa decided they should get married.
Penisa had been happy in their little apartment. Now this job offer would upset everything. But it carried a huge salary increase for Jadel. Penisa should be happy. "I didn't like the way that fat freak pulled you away to talk to you IN PRIVATE! That pissed me off," Penisa said. "And the way he looked at you. He wants more than to just have you go work for him."
"Ah, your jealous," Jadel said. "Come here," He drew his fiancé close to him and they kissed. They kissed and hunged each other for awhile. They were both naked and horny. Jadel reached down to Penisa's cock. It was small. Only three inches with an erection. Jadel played with the nipples on Penisa's flat chest. They were small too. Then he worked his way down to Penisa's little boner.
They had been at a dinner party with Jadel's current boss. The dinner party had been a formal dress affair. Very high brow. Anybody that was somebody in New York City was there. Including Anaconda Maximus, CEO of one of New York's top advertising firms. It was Anaconda who had offered Jadel a position in his firm.
Penisa's bald scrotem was as demere as his cock. Then again, Penisa wasn't a very big person at all. At five foot seven he weighed just a hundred and sixty pounds. He had little round ears, a small nose and innocent brown eyes. Penisa kept his auburn color hair cropped at the shoulders. He was petite and pretty.
Jadel took his fiancés hard little cock into his mouth and played his tongue across his tight scrotum causing Penisa to shudder. Penisa loved his little cock in Jadel's mouth. Jadel's head bobbed up and down as he sucked on it. Penisa took a hold of his head to help Jadel get him off.
Jadel had never met Anaconda Maximus in person. But he was well aware of the high powered exec's imposing attributes. Christ, even the business and trade magazines had an interest in that part of Anaconda's anatomy. Anaconda had worn a long flowing shimmering silver gown with a cami bodice to the dinner party. And Jadel, like everyone else there, had tried to nonchalantly check the front of Anaconda's full skirt for telltale signs of the monstrousity that lurked beneath it.
Penisa lifted his hips, he pulled Jadel into him and cried out as he ejaculated into his mouth. When he'd finished cumming Penisa relaxed his hips, caught his breath and bore down as he released a few squirts of warm pee into Jadel's mouth to wash down the cum. Then Penisa rolled over so that Jadal could eat his ass hole.
Jadel worked on Penisa's ass until it was time to fuck him. Jadel layed on his back so that Penisa could mount him. Compared to Penisa's little cock Jadel's is pretty big. Though at seven inches with a hardon its not overly large. Penisa pushed back and groaned loudly as Jadel's erection penitrated him. He found his rhythm then bounced wildly up and down, fucking himself with Jadel's cock.
Anaconda Maximus is generally considered by most trannies to be a fucking bitch. He was also considered to be really hot. A bitch yes. But hot? Okay, maybe some guys, lots of them apparently, went for obese freaks like Anaconda Maximus. Some people have a fetish for overpowering size. The bigger the better they say.
Anaconda's shimmering silver gown fit perfectly his humongas body. His massive arms and shoulders were bare. His gigantic legs were clad in silver stockings and he was wearing six inch silver heels. Underneath the gown Anaconda was wearing a light silvery-grey color designer panties and brassiere set that cost more than Jadel and Penisa's dresses.
Anaconda's beautiful fat face was heavily made up. Especially his hypnotic green eyes with heavy black mascara and eyeliner and silver eyeshadow. He wore silver glose lipstick on his thick pouty lips and silver nail polish on his extremely long fingernails. Anaconda was absolutely dripping in diamonds and exquisite jewelry with necklaces, bracelets, earrings and a ring on every fat finger.
When Jadel came in his ass Penisa cried out in exaltation. Penisa bore down and released a little squirt of warm pee onto Jadel's stomach. Then he leaned forward bringing his face right above Jadel's. Penisa watched Jadel's eyes to be sure his lover appreciated what he had as he emptied his bladder on him.
As much as the media liked to gossip about Anaconda Maximus's giant cock and his obesity they loved to speculate on his baldness. Anaconda is bald on the front forehead and the very top of his head. When in public he hides this U-shaped bald area by having the sides and a little in the back of his fine waist length plantium blonde hair pulled up tight and clasped on the top of his head. The tabloids would pay big bucks for a shot of Anaconda with his hair down.
Against Penisa's wishes Jadel took the position with Anaconda Maximus's firm. He showed up at the imposing glass and steel office building wearing a smart gray color business suit with a single button blazer over a gray blouse. Jadel wore dark panty hose and black pumps. His shoulder length black hair was pulled up in a bun. Makeup light. Conservative, though the snug fitting mid thigh length skirt showcased Jadel's round derier and the bulge of his cock.
Anaconda was sitting behind a huge desk. The hulking beauty was in a powder blue skirt suit with the jacket opened over a white silk blouse. The top buttons of the blouse were opened as well and you could see the white pearl necklace he wore. And catch the odd glimpse of the flat pads on the elegant white satin bassiere against Anaconda's broad fleshy chest beneath the blouse.
Anaconda's long blond hair was pulled up to cover the bald area of his head. It was held there by a modified three way contour clasp decorated with white pearls on it. His eye makeup was dark and heavy. Lipstick and nail polish a silver-blue. He wore nude tone stockings and blue pumps with six inch heels.
Anaconda was talking to a young pretty assistant when Jadel was shown into his office. Anaconda waved Jadel to a seat. The assistant left closing the door behind him. Hauling his great bulk from the chair Anaconda Maximus got up and walked around the desk to great him and Jadel's eyes nearly popped out of his head.
The skirt to Anaconda's powder blue business suite was exceedingly short. The back of the mini skirt barely covered the globes of his gigantic ass. It's front hanging down from Anaconda's huge protruding gut just barely hid the pretty elastic lace tops of the nude tone stockings with their elasticized lace tops pulled right up into his crotch. Anaconda was wearing silky white panties that matched his bra.
The short skirt hid none of the panties penal pouch overflowing with a cock and balls of monstrous proportion. The panties penal pouch stretched around a huge set of balls the size of oranges that sat on the front of his colossal thighs and hung half way to his knees. The extremely thick shaft draped over them and stretched the tight sleeve of the penal pouch on an outward angle to below Anaconda's knees.
Anaconda had purposely kept Jadel waiting for hours to make him feel uncomfortable. He stuck out his hand and said, "welcome aboard." And Jadel melted.
Anaconda Maximus knew the disarming effect his immence overbearing sensuality had on men. He knew too that men were drawn to him like moths to a flame by their morbid curiosity of his monstrous proportions. Anaconda chewed men up and spit them out. Like a big fat spoiled brat wanting an endless supply of new toys, Anaconda Maximus quickly got bored and threw them away.
And that's just what Jadel was to him, a toy. Anaconda knew nothing of him, nor cared. Jadel had looked attractive in the red dress he'd worn to the dinner party. And Anaconda wanted him. It was that simple. That and the fact that Anaconda never ever had a relationship and didn't want one either. But that didn't stop him from taking perverse pleasure in ruining relationships for those who did.
Anaconda saw the erection formed in the front of Jadel's tight skirt and laughed to himself. This is going to be too fucking easy he thought. And remembering the dirty look Penisa had given him when he had yanked Jadel away from him at the dinner party, Anaconda thought, that skinny little bitch fiancé of his has more spirit than he does.
"My secretary will get you set up," Anaconda said. "We'll talk again when you get settled in."
Jadel and Penisa had a fight before he'd left for work. Penisa had texted a dozen times but Jadel was too busy to answer them. Penisa went shopping to cool down. He walked about the shops then sat down for lunch in an outside tea garden. He had a glass of wine and a salad.
Penisa thought about their argument. "I don't see how anyone can think that freak is attractive. The bald headed bitch is so obese he can hardly walk. And that monstrosity that hangs in front of those fat thighs of his... it's, well it's unnatural. You don't think he's attractive." Jadel had stammered, not really agreeing." You fucking do! How could you!" Penisa had screamed. Then Penisa had stormed out slamming the door behind him.
Penisa sat a while longer with another glass of wine. The day was warm and the sun bright. Penisa was wearing black sandals, white tank top and pleated gray mini skirt with white bra and panties. Finally calmed down he moved to the edge of his seat, spread his legs apart and let his pee flow through his panties.
Anaconda hadn't bothered with Jadel for a few days until late on Friday. Jadel was about to go meet Penisa when Anaconda summoned him to his office on the top floor. "I need details on the file your working on," Anaconda said when Jadel arrived. "Come have a drink with me and we'll discuss it." Anaconda wasn't asking.
Anaconda was wearing a pink business suit over pink lingerie and beige nylon stockings with six inch pink heels on his fat feet. His long blond hair hung down in curls from the diamond enclusterd pink clasp that held it up and parted it in the middle. His heavy eye makeup was dark but softened by eyeshadow with a light silver-pink hue. His exceptionally long fingernails were in pink.
The skirt of Aniconda's smart pink business suite was as short as the other one Jadel had seen him in. And on display in full view below the skirt's hemline the expansive penal pouch of his pink panties was stretched to the limit around the mammoth monstrosity that is Anaconda's genitalia.
As he waddled from behind his desk Anaconda's balls road on his thighs and the cock swaft moved with them causing the cock head down in front of the bottom of his knees to jut side to side. Anaconda grabbed his pink purse and Jadel followed him to the private elevator and into a limo.
They went to a swanky restaurant-bar where the staff fell all over themselves catering to Anaconda. Ordered a drink. Jadel was ill at ease. He hadn't called Penisa and knew he would be pissed off at him. "I want to thank you for this opportunity heMs Maximus," he said nervously.
"You may call me Ana," Anaconda told him.
They'd had a few drinks over conversation. Anaconda did most of the talking. It wasn't about work but about himself. Apparently Anaconda thought a lot of himself. Jadel's phone kept buzzing. He knew it was Penisa. Tried to ignore it. It was annoying Anaconda. Then finally Jadel said, "I'm sorry Ana, I have to take this," and excused himself.
Anaconda laughed to himself as he watched Jadel out on the expansive patio. Judging by Jadel's histrionics he was having a fight with that fucking slut fiancé of his Anaconda thought. He got them another drink and tottered out onto the patio. "Tell him goodbye, and turn that fucking thing off, " Anaconda ordered. And Jadel did as he was told.
"Sorry about that Ana," he said. "Shall we go back inside?"
"Stay here with me a moment Jade," Anaconda said. "I have to pee."
Anaconda handed Jadel the drinks, toddled a couple of steps to the concrete rail and turned back to face him. Bracing himself with one hand on the concrete rail Anaconda spread his heavy legs. He reached around his bulk and lifted the enormous cock in its pink penal pouch. The long shaft was almost solid down by it's tip and a bit more playable further up toward Anaconda's massive balls.
Jadel's jaw dropped and his cock stiffened beneath his tight skirt as he watched his beautiful behemoth boss bear down to send a solid stream of pee gushing through the material of his pink panties. Anaconda hummed with the pleasure of his release as his urine splashed noisily on the patio tiles in front of him.
Jadel saw that Anaconda enjoyed pantie peeing as much as Penisa did. His hand went to the erection in the tight skirt of his black business suit. Jadel was on the verge of cumming in his panties.
Finished his piss Anaconda let his enormous cock drop to his thighs. He moved closer to Jadel pushing his oppressive weight against him. Anaconda reached down to lift Jadel's skirt. Took hold of the hard cock tenting the penal pouch of his black panties. Anaconda masturbated Jadel through is panties until he came. His cum oozed through their material and splated on the tiles.
Anaconda kissed Jadel, then dismissed him. Anaconda went back inside and sat down at the table by himself. "Explain the cum in your panties to that fucking little bitch fiancé of yours," Anaconda giggled, quite amused with himself as he sat there sipping on another drink while waiting for his own erection to abate.
A week later Anaconda entered his office. He'd absolutely stuffed himself at a lunch meeting and had to take a shift badly. Anaconda was wearing a modest beige color dress. If you can call it modest with the shortness of its skirt and his giant cock and balls in light goldy colored panties with the
penal pouch hanging in front of his humongous thighs clad in light brown stockings.
Anaconda had on six inch brown suede heels. His long blond hair was in a wave set with a brown suede clasp parting it high up in the middle. His lipstick and nail polish were earth tone. He wore brownstone jewelry. Lots of it. With his size, his gigantic genitalia, his hair, Anaconda was freakishly beautiful and completely overwhelmingly.
Anaconda shuffled through the office into his private suite. He was crowning and a huge hard turd was pressing against the seat of his panties. "Fetch my toilet," he ordered one of his attendants who scurried away and returned wheeling an ornate portable toilet. With an attendant holding on to each arm two others removed Anacoda's extremely large panties and helped him step out of them.
An attendant brought the toilet up behind him and with the aid of the two at his arms Anaconda parked his enormous fat ass on the soft toilet seat. He caught his breath and bore down. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn." Anaconda took a few heavy breaths, held the last and bored down harder. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn."
A long fat turd plopped into the expensive china bowl. Anaconda was breathless from his exertion. But he wasn't finished. "Nnnn, take, nnnnnn, off my, nnnnnn, dress, nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn," he ordered as he put pressure on his bowels once more to push a turd into his opening. An attendant unzipped the back of Anacoda's dress and two others slipped it over his head.
Anaconda lifted his hair, tilted his back and shook his head. He placed his hands on the silky flat pads of the goldy colored brassere that sat against the thick soft flesh of his expansive chest. Anaconda squared his lips and hissed sensually as he moved his hands in little circles to feel the smooth material against the hard nibs on his nipples.
Though his massive legs were parted as he sat on the toilet the fat on Anacoda's inner thighs still touched together. His magnificent balls sat on the fat there with the thick shaft draped over it trapped between the top of the thighs and bottom of Anacoda's bulbous belly. His shaft pointed down at only a slight angle with Anacoda's semi erection.
"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn." Anaconda bore down hard to expell the obstruction holding his sphincter open and a second turd, larger than the first, dropped with a thud on top of the other in the ornate china bowl. "Nnnn, have, nnnn, Jadel, nnnn, brought up, nnnn," Anaconda ordered. Anaconda dropped several more turds into the bowl until he was finished leaving a large mond.
Attendants helped him to his feet. They drew a gold color silk lounging robe over his hulking arms and shoulders and tied the sash in a loose knot on his belly. Anacoda's cock had lifted with a full erection that brought it almost horizontal. He waddled over to the mirrored wall to admire his magnificent self. He flicked his hair over a shoulder.
From behind the flowing silk robe cascade from the shelf of Anaconda's gigantic ass. His long wavy hair hung down to it. He was still admiring himself when Jadel was brought to him. "heMs Maximus, your secretary said it was urgent." Jadel stammered.
Anaconda turned from the mirror so Jadal could see the tenting in the robe caused by his erection. "Does this not look urgent to you?" He said. Then he pulled the sash to untie the loose knot and the robe fell open. Anaconda slipped the robe over his massive shoulders, down his fat arms and let it fall to the floor. He crooked a fat finger to Jadel beckoning him near.
Anaconda pinned Jadel against the mirror with his oppressive weight and kissed him. Jadel felt Anaconda's hard monster pressed into his crotch. "On your knees," Anaconda ordered and Jadel with his back against the wall slid down the mirror onto his knees.
The fearsome monster loomed before him. Anaconda took it in hand and slapped Jadel's face with it. "Jack me," Anaconda ordered. Jadel took hold the monster and began to slowly masturbate it. "Mmmmm," Anacondo hummed. "Harder." Jadel speaded his actions. "Oooh yes," Anaconda kooed. "make me come."
Anaconda placed his hands against the mirror and watch his reflection in it while Jadel masturbated him. Oh God, Anaconda though, I'm so fucking sensuous, and the thought made his cock even harder. "Mmmmm, Jack me," he moaned. Then, a minute or so later blurted out, "oh fuck I'm going to cum, open your mouth."
Jadel opened his mouth and Anaconda shoved his giant cock in it. He pumped his massive hips nearly choking Jadel. Then he pressed it deep and screamed in ecstacy as he came hard down Jadel's throat. Jadel coughed around a mouth full of cock.
There was enough cock shoved down Jadel's throat for Anaconda's huge gut to nudge against his face. Anaconda hadn't as yet released him. And Jadel didn't need to wonder why for long as he felt a sharp jet of hot pee invade his throat. Jadel coughed and pee escaped from his mouth as Anaconda emptied his bladder.
Then, finally finished, Anaconda backed away letting Jadel collapse to the floor on his hands and knees. Jadel whimpered like a baby. He'd almost choked. And then he'd almost drown. Anaconda laughed. And then with a wave of his hand dismissed the pethetic whimp. Jadel had to be helped from the room by Anaconda's assistants. He'd cum in his panties again and had more explaining to do when he got home.
A few more days passed before Anaconda bothered again with Jadel. They'd had a few drinks at the bar before going to Anaconda's apartment in midtown. Anaconda had worn a beige suit jacket over a tight green mini dress. His panties and bra were a shiny beige color. His stocking nude tone. His high heel shoes were a soft brown suede.
Anaconda's eye makeup was heavy as usual. His lips and nails earth tone. His long platinum blonde hair was in a sexy kink curl set. Anaconda looked hot and had caught a lot of admiring, perhaps even some shocked, glances while sitting in the bar with his legs apart and his pantied cock hanging out on display. And some were even more agasped when Anaconda had waddled out of there with a hard on.
In the limo Anaconda had Jadel jack his monster cock through the penal pouch sleeve of his shiny beige panties. So by the time they made it into the apartment and Anaconda made Jadel lift his skirt, pull his panties down and bend over the arm of the couch the obese bitch was nearly ready to cum.
Anaconda didn't even take it out of his panties. He just rammed his gigantic cock up Jadel's ass so hard it made him scream. And then Anaconda fucked him mercilessly. Anaconda didn't care about Jadel's distress or the pain he was causing him. In fact it turned him on.
When Anaconda came through his panties in his ass Jadel was a whimpering wreck. And When Anaconda didn't withdraw but pissed inside him Jadel all but collapsed. Attendants had to practically carry him out of the apartment and Anaconda laughed his head off.
Two weeks later Jadel was terminated. Sorry it didn't pan out. That's what erked Penisa the most. It ate away at him. Then one day a week or two later he happened to see Anaconda helped out of a limo and waddle his fat ass into the bar. Penisa went in. He was going to give the fat bitch a peace of his mind.
He walked in and there was Anaconda standing right in front of him, an emence smug abberration of fat and cock in skimpy white dress. And Penisa lost it. Instead of giving Anaconda a peace of his mind Penisa gave the fat freak a swift kick in his gigantic balls. Anaconda folded and went down howling.
Penisa was charged with assault and is awaiting his court date. In the mean time, he's on a restraining order as far as any contact with heMs Anaconda Maximus is concerned.
A few weeks after the incident Anaconda was sitting at his vanity getting ready to go out with another boy-toy. He was in new lingerie that cost a fortune. It consisted of an elegant black panties and brassiere set and black seamed stocking with their elaborate lace tops pulled right up into his crotch behind his balls. And six inch black patton stilettos.
The designer brassiere looked delicate with its black straps draped over such emmence shoulders and the back strap across the expance of such a wide back. Not to mention the elaborately laced chest pads set flat against his deep broad fleshy chest.
The panties were drawn up high on Anaconda's massive stomach cover the bottom half of it that rested on his lap as he sat in front of the vanity. Though of intiment detailing with lace and bows the panties were of an emmence size. The two inch wide waist band matched the detailing on his stocking tops and brassiere.
Due to their huge size Anaconda's fat stocking clad legs were spread. His elephantine genitals housed the panties penial pouch were another reason why Anaconda had to sit with his thighs spread. His pantie covered cock issued from under his belly to out past his thick knees.
Anaconda's beautiful pear-shaped face was heavily made-up. Especially his alluring green eyes. Right from his perfectly contoured eyebrows to his long thick eyelashes leaden with black mascara, eyeliner and eye shadow to highlight them Aniconda's eyes looked seductive. His full pouty lips were in red lipstick that matched the red nail polish on his long fingernails.
Anaconda was taking big bits of chocolate elclares and sips of heavily creamed and swestened tea held by his servants as he decided what excessaries to wear with the black paisley mini dress laid out for him. The dress was 'mini' only in its length when Anaconda wore it. Laying across the bed it looked like a ten foot long swath of black paisley material.
His long fine platinum blonde hair was down, his bald head exposed. Anaconda is completely bald on top we're there is nothing but smooth skin. The bald portion extends from his forenend to the crown of his head where the area rounds out in a circular fashion about the size of a coffee cup on the top of his head which doesn't extend too far down in back.
His personal hairdressser was holding a fancy clasp against his bare scalp on the bald portion of Anaconda's head. It was platinum with embedded black stones. An attendant was holding a matching ornate necklace of delicate platinum chaining and blackstones. Similar earrings, bracelets and many fingerrings would complete his jewelry.
Anaconda gave his approval so that his hairdressser could go to work hiding his bald area while making his hair look amazing. With a perfect virtical part each side from behind the ears a three inch swath of Anaconda's hair would be drawn up flat to his head and hooked into the sides of the T shaped hair clasp. Another perfect part, this one horizontal in back an inch below the bald area would be drawn up flat and clipped into the rear of the clasp.
Hair then cascading from the clasp would be curled to match the curls of the rest of his hair in back creating Anakonda's unique look. Having his hair clasped so high on his head a large portion of Anaconda's forehead is left bare. With his puffy cheeks and the heavy roll of fat around his neck Anaconda's head appears to be pear shaped.
The hairdressser gently brushed out Anaconda's fine straight hair as Anaconda admired himself in the mirror. He liked having his hair brushed. Anaconda's fine silken tresses were exquisite and he charished what little he had of them. He looked at his bald head and the thick roll of fat on his neck. Even though bald and obese Anaconda thought himself stunningly beautiful.
Anaconda had to pee and so relaxed the hold he had on his bladder and let it flow through his panties into the carpet while the hairdresser continued to fuss with his hair. When the hairdresser had finished Anakonda's hair hung in long loose ringlets. Helped to his feet he turned in front of the surround mirror to examine himself from all angles.
In his underwear with makeup and hair perfect and all his jewelry on Anaconda look temptingly seductive. From the front Anaconda's enormous cock draped over his massive balls in the penal pouch of his black panties and hung past his thick knees. And the flat pads of his elegant black brasser contrasted dramatically his immence fat chest.
From the side Anaconda's monster cock issued from the heavy bald pubis mound below his prodigious gut cascading over his balls and hung on an angle in front of his knees in black nylon stockings. The fronts of his heavy thighs rose upward on an angle to his belly. The backs of those thighs rose upward and outward to Anaconda's monumental ass.
From behind the back strap of Anaconda's black bra crossed his wide back. The curls of his fine platinum blonde hair hung to the shelf of his even wider ass. The seams of his dark stockings rose perfectly on an outward angle. The seat of his vast black panties tucked into the crack between two colossal globes.
Anaconda balanced himself with the aid of two attendants so he could step into his dress. Two others helped him lift one foot then the other to bring the dress over his stelletto shoes. They drew the dress up his colossal legs and cock, over his wide hips, his enormous ass, stomach and chest. The spegetti straps were drawn over Anaconda's massive arms and shoulders and the Mini dress was zipped up on his wide back.
The spegetti straps didn't hide the shoulder straps of Anaconda's brasserie. And a bit of the lace tops of the chest pads to his brasserie showed above the low cut neck line. In back the dress's short skirt cascading over his massive butt didn't hide all of the fancy lace tops of his black stockings. In front the skirt draped off of his protruding gut hid his bulging fat pubis mound, but hid none of his magnificent pantie covered balls and cock.
With the luxurious bath, the pampering, hair, makeup and dressing it had taken Anaconda hours to get ready. But looking at himself in the surround mirror Anaconda knew his new conquest didn't stand a chance. An assistant had been been standing patiently waiting for his manstress to acknowledge him. "We have him," he told Anaconda. Anaconda nodded and thought, okay, one stop to make before going out with his new boy toy.
Penisa was entering his apartment when they pulled a bag over his head and threw him in the back of a van and took him to a vacant warehouse. They'd duck taped his hands behind his back and his mouth. They'd secured his feet to the ends of a thirty inch rod holding them apart so that he run away. They pulled the bag off of Penisa's head just in time for him to see the the black limo pull in and an assistant help Anaconda out of it.
"Hang on to him," Anaconda ordered. He moved close to Penisa with his great bulk pressing upon him. Holding onto an attendant for support with one hand Anaconda grabbed Penisa by the hair with his other. "You fucking bitch!" he exclaimed. "My balls ached for two weeks.
Then Anaconda brought a foot wide knee into Penisa's demere balls, which was difficult given Anaconda's size and weight and the impediment hanging in front of his thighs. Penisa winced in pain. Anaconda kneed him again making Penisa wail through his gag. "Let go of him," Anaconda ordered. They did and Anaconda shoved him. Penis stubble backwards and fell.
With each hand taking hold of an attendant to steady him Anaconda kicked Penisa repeatedly with the pointed toe of his stelleto as he shouted obscenities at him. Winded from his exertions Anaconda shuffled the few paces back to his limo. An attendant helped him climb in and the limo drove away.
The end