The Aryan God: Muscle Worship and BWC Erotica of Extreme Sizes, Humongous Members, and Many Other Forbidden Kinks that Can’t be Spelled Out Here!: Adult books by Gigi Potemkin, #33

Rebecca was back on the streets, wandering around the city blocks after another disastrous date!

It didn't matter how many men she met or how incredible they seemed at first glance, she would always find them wanting, always hopelessly short of her extraordinarily high expectations.

Extraordinarily high, indeed, and not without good reason.

You see, Rebecca was the hottest woman alive. She certainly was the hottest woman she had ever known, the supreme Alpha queen in any social gathering ever since she became aware of her own sexual powers, able to attract any man she desired without as much as a flick of her fingers.

If anyone tried to describe her body in public, they'd be taken to jail for obscenity and indecent exposure, or, at the very least, removed from polite society for some equivalent faux pas.

Rebecca's body was explicit in every inch, obscene in every curve!

Consequently, Rebecca was obsessed with genetics! With good pairing! With the improvement of her lineage and the gradual perfecting of her bloodline!

As a woman, she had the world's best genes, its finest blood, and she demanded from her man (and potential mate) nothing less than equally god-like genetics!

Man after man, hunk after hunk, blunder after blunder, Rebecca went through a roster of over 1,000 studs without taking almost any of them to bed!

One thousand dates, one thousand disasters.

One thousand men, one thousand mongrels.

Rebecca was now well into her 20s with nothing to show for in terms of offspring. She had the greatest looks of any woman alive, yet was just as childless as a barren, raggedy old spinstress!

As she left her latest date to wander aimlessly in the vast, towering city she considered her kingdom, the mega-busty queen contemplated her ominous, solitary future… until the heavens interceded by sending her a god!

Not an angel, no. A straight up GOD who appeared out of nowhere just as this supreme babe was abandoning all hope, with a massive SUV swinging by and stopping right next to her to open its doors and reveal…

…

Oh!

…

OH MY!!

Her entire world was shaken!

Her ego, forever shattered!

First of all, inside the colossal car, she saw several babes, stunners of many races, each more jaw-dropping than the last!

Their busts? Tremendous!

Their rears? Stupendous!!

Hips, lips, waist lines, legs, thighs? Each better, hotter, and juicier than Rebecca's by an order of magnitude!!

Those strange, nameless stunners were, each in their own way, hotter, sexier, more fertile, and with waaay better genetics than Rebecca's!

But then… oh!

Oh, dear reader! These world-stopping babes were only HALF of Rebecca's mind-bending revelations!

The other half was HE.

The stud.

The hunk.

The lord whom they serviced!

The GOD whom they worshiped!

OH

MY

GOD

As soon as she laid eyes on him… she died.

She didn't, but she did think she had died and instead been remade, reborn in the presence of

THE WORLD'S GREATEST HUNK!

A pile of muscles taller than the tallest of sex gods!!

Blonde, blue-eyed, and clearly packing! Obscenely so! Hip-crushingly so!!!

A stud bigger, stronger, hotter, and more virile than even those from Rebecca's raunchiest, most debauched fantasies!!

A stud so large that, for once, Rebecca would be the one having to prove her fitness, her genetic worthiness, to her mate!

And oh my!

The most crushing humiliation (and heavenly sublimation!) of her life was about to begin!