The bank robbers look on in stunned disbelief as Skein advances upon them. They look at each other unsure what to do before raising their guns at Skein once again.
Skein shakes his finger left to right at the robbers, "We can do this the easy way and I can knock you out...or... I can rip you each a new arsehole."
Once again the Robbers look at each other, nod and take sight on Skein. With a smirk skein reaches down to his package and pulls aside his costume. His heavy sack and shaft fall out, free to the air. Several women gasp in shock at the size of it. The robbers look perplexed as he strokes his hand over his shaft and it grows instantly to over 14". A woman in the crowd says, "Oh my...looks like my Friday night". The woman besides her slaps her shoulder and shushes her.
The robbers get ready to fire as Skein strokes his shaft again causing huge spikes to rise from his flesh. He starts walking forward, "Welp guess it's new arseholes".
Simultaneously the robbers drop their weapons and kick them towards Skein while simultaneously putting their hands over their heads. "That's what I thought!" Skein says as he motions at the security guards, "Take their weapons...is that all of them?"
One of the security guards picks up one of the guns and aims it at the robbers, "No there's one more in the vault...He's got Emily in the back with him."
Skein nods as he cracks his knuckles and heads towards the back. The other security guards pick up the remaining weapons and start releasing the hostages. Skein deftly hops over the counter tucking his now flaccid shaft back into his costume in one well practiced motion. He lands on the other side with a loud thud, his body heavy from his skin transformation. Small cracks form in the tile from the impact of his body. He confidently strides down the hall behind the counter and walks towards the open vault door before him.
He clears his throat, "You have thirty seconds to come out or I'm coming in".
A woman gasps and a struggle is heard, "Don't come in here you Superotic...or the lady gets it."
Skein sighs, "I'll warn you like I warn your buddies...any harm comes to her and i'll rip you a new arse hole..." he stomps forward towards the vault. "Coming in."
As Skein turns around the vault door he catches a glimpse of money scattered all over the vault room floor. The robber is seen holding a woman by the back wall, a gun in his hand pointed at Skein. "I ... I ... told you not to come in"
Skein smirks, "I told you I was coming in...now be a good boy and let the lady go.", he reaches down and whips out his shaft, stroking and hardening it as he walks forward. "Now unless you DO want that new arsehole ... you're going to put that gun down and let her go."
The robber's hand shakes as he is unsure what to do. He stares at Skein's spiked appendage, up at Skein's face, back down to Skein's spiked club and licks his lips nervously.
Skein arches a brow as he watches the robber's reaction, "Oh? Something caught your eye?", he takes a step forward and strokes his shaft, the spikes disappearing but the shaft growing bigger and thicker." Slowly he walks forward and he strokes his meat, a bit of precum starting to dip from the tip, "Let's make a deal...you be a good boy and you put the gun down...let the lady go and Daddy will give you some of this punishment".
The robber looks down at Skein's shaft and smacks his lips, his gun hand trembles as his grip on the lady loosens, "I...I...dunno".
Skein continues to walk forward, "I can tell by that wood popping up in your pants that you wanna be Daddy's good boy and do as he says. Right?" he says firmly. Skein takes the final steps to be standing in front of the robber, his chest in the robber's face. The robber has no choice but to take a step back, his gun hand pointing right in Skein's face. Skein stops stroking his shaft and lets it smack forward onto the Robber's belly. "Let her go and you can touch it."
The robber takes a quick peek down and gasps at the sight of the massive shaft on his chest. The precum drizzles rapidly and soaks into his shirt, "Um..." is all he can manage as he lets the woman go and she plops onto the floor.
Skein nods and says, "Good boy. You can touch it now", he looks over to the lady and motions for her to leave with his head. She obliges and scuttles towards the door.
The robber tentatively reaches forward and grabs the superotic's shaft. He gasps at how hard Skein's shaft is, surprised that it is almost as hard as metal. His gun hand still shakes at Skein as the robber lightly strokes the superotic.
Skein smirks as he leans forward, "Now...what's going to happen is you're going to put that gun down ... And then I'll load you with mine. Got it?"
The robber nods and shakily puts the weapon on the table behind him. Skein nods and takes a step forward pressing his body onto the robber. Skein reaches up and grabs the robber's jaw tightly. "Drop your pants". The robber fumbles with his belt and after several moments manages to free the clasp, then buttons. His pants fall with an audible chink as the belt buckle hits the floor. Skein squeezes the robber's jaw as he speaks, "Now...if you're good...daddy will let you service his cock...if you're not good play time is up. Understood?" The robber nods, his shaft twitching in his boxers, aching to be released.
Skein reaches down and yanks at the robber's boxers causing them to fall to the ground. With a deft motion he grabs the robber's arm and twists him around. In the same motion Skein pulls the grappled arm back and up pinning the robber to the wall. "Do you want Daddy's big cock?"
The robber mumbles something barely audible. Skein yanks the arm up, "I asked you a question".
The robber nods vehemently but is too timid to answer. Skein leans forward and rubs his shaft against the robber's exposed rump. "That's not how this works boy..."
The robber moans as he feels the hot hard shaft slip over his rump, "Yessss...please...I would love Daddy's cock."
Skein smirks, "That's what I thought." he leans back and with his free hand grabs the base of his shaft. He guides the bulbous tip towards the robber's rub and slowly guides it towards the robber's quivering hole. Skein let's it rest there for a moment before applying some gentle pressure. The robber's legs shake and he quivers, "Oh god... " the robber cries out.
Gently Skein rubs the head over the puckering hole, "That's a good boy...", continuously he teases the robber's hole rubbing up and over it leaving a thick trail of precum. The robber moans with each push over his exposed hole, eager to be stretched open by the dominant superotic. Just when he thinks he can take no more the robber feels the bulbous head press firmly against his anus, slowly forcing its way into his warm flesh. The robber moans, "Jesus...that's huge"...his legs shake violently. The pain is so intense and yet so pleasurable.
Skein nods as he guides more into the pinned robber, "That's just DAddy's tip...wait till you get the whole head." Skein leans forward and allows a huge glob of spit to fall from his puckered lips and right onto the top of his head. He waits several moments as the natural lubricant glides over his mushroom head, coating it as gravity pulls it down. "Ready or not...here comes daddy". With a focused thrust he allows only the head of his shaft to plunge into the warm inviting hole. The robber cries out in pain and ecstasy, his free hand reaching frantically for something to grip and hold onto. He gasps loudly simultaneously enjoying the penetration and desperately seeking escape from the beast stretching his hole to lengths never before experienced.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck", he screams as Skein's head pops until his body. The robber's eyes roll into the back of his head. His own shaft bobbing and throbbing rapidly as he is penetrated, leaking precum in a continuous stream. Never before has he leaked so hard or felt such an intense sensation.
Skein pulls up on the pinned arm, "You ready for more boy? Want Daddy to stretch you further?"