An Absolute Monster

The horror in her eyes only worsened when she looked up using her grey pupils that had dilated and saw that the object that was on her head and which also seemed to be connected to my lower waist, was slightly tanned in colour and was cylindrical in shape, as if it were a massive train running on top of her head towards me.

Only this train-like structure on top of her head seemed to be made of flesh and was covered in a thin outer layer of skin that was covered in thick, grotesque-looking veins that popped out of the skin on the pipe-like structure as if they were small, wriggling snakes underneath the skin.

And not only was the pipe enough length to start from my waist and hang from the back of her head, but it also had an impressive thickness and girth to it, which could cast a large shadow on top of her head.

Even though she couldn't see my balls that were hanging down or where my penis was connected to the 'bird' that was on top of her head because my shirt was covering those places, she should be able to understand by now that the 'bird' that flew on top of my pants was actually my penis that was flung upwards when she pulled down my pants violently. 

And it flew around her face at an angle when it bounced upwards like a catapult after being released from the pressure of being in my underwear and finally landed perfectly on top of her head, casting a shadow over her.

I thought that she would freak out and at least throw my dick off her head and away from me in fright. 

But she seemed to be so shocked by the sight above her that she was frozen in place and left with my half-erect dick on top of her head. It was quite a funny sight, as my dick right on top of her head looked like those top knots ancient Japanese people wore on top of their head.

Although I found it really funny, Astrid didn't have the slightest of smiles on her face and was looking up at my penis on top of her head like it was Pandora's box that should never be opened, as her lips trembled and she gripped the hems of her clothes nervously.

Her quivering grey eyes, which were wide open, were locked onto my penis right on top of her. And the incredulity and shock on her face as she squatted down in front of my penis made it look as if she was enamored by my sheer size and wanted it immediately, rather than being terrified about it like she was, which I could see from the way her tail and ears drooped down to the lowest point as if they didn't have the guts to stand up.

And while her eyes stayed on my penis that she was looking at like it was a Holy Relic, her lips finally moved, disturbing the silence that filled the room.

"Luca..." 

She called out for me in a calm voice, even though the expression on her face was the last thing from that.

"Yes Astrid." I answered in the same monotone voice as if I didn't have my dick whipped out, right on top of her head.

"What is the object on top of my head?" She directly asked.

"Do you not already know?" I asked back.

"I think I do. But I just want to confirm it, as it doesn't look like what I've heard it would normally look like."

"Then, to confirm your doubts, I'll say that the object you speak of on top of you is actually my penis." I calmly cleared her doubts.

"I see. So it really is your penis that's on top of my head. That's suprising." Astrid slightly nodded her head in understanding.

"Is it simply surprising?"

"No, it's way beyond the realm of emotions I've felt in my life, to the point where I can't move my body and have to stare at your penis as I speak." Astrid said this while trying to move her body to escape my penis, but to no avail.

"Do you want any assistance to help you move your body?"

"No, it's fine. It will recover on my own when I calm down. But I would appreciate it if you could take your penis off my head, as I find it quite heavy."

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that."

"Why is that?" Her eyebrows twitched.

"Well, for one, I want you to get used to my penis, or else I'm afraid you'll run away the moment you regain control of your body."

"That's valid since I was planning on running out the door the moment I regain my senses." Astrid slightly nodded her head, agreeing with what I was suggesting.

"And the other reason is to make you feel the consequences of your own actions when I clearly warned you above what's to come." I said in return for laughing at my attempts to warn her.

"So this is really the thing you were trying to warn me against?" She asked.

"Yes. Now that you've seen it, do you feel my words of warning were without count?"

"Definitely not. I would even say that you were understating its terrifying potential." She looked up at the shadow cast on her as her fingers and toes started to move, showing that she was starting to gain control.

"But can I ask if what is on top of my head is actually a penis, like you said?"

"What else do you think it is? A slab of meat that I've hidden in my underwear so that I can later, when I'm hungry?" I looked at her weirdly.

"No, it's just that it looks very different from what I've been told a normal penis looks like."

"Oh. What's so different about it?" I asked, wanting to know what she was going to say.

"Well, there are many differences from what I've heard that I normally look like. But the difference that is bothering me the most is probably how your penis looks so veiny that it looks like it is full of blood, which I don't ever recall a normal penis's having." Astrid spoke as her feet moved.

"Actually, all dicks have veins protruding out of their skin. But unlike the rest, my dick is simply more defined in that aspect."

"Why is that? Do you have high blood pressure or something that makes your penis look like that?" Her shoulders shook.

"No. I don't have an exact reason. But I think it's because a lot of blood rushes down there when I'm really turned on."

"So your turned on by me?"

"Very." I answered with a straight face.

"Should I be happy about that and take it as a compliment?"

"Are you happy about it?" I bounced the question back.

"Actually, for some reason, I do feel a little happy when you said I turned you on...What a weird girl I've become after meeting you." She smiled wryly, slowly regaining control over her face.

"But I do have to ask, with a penis that's as thick as a wrist, how do you even put it in your underwear, which normally shouldn't have that much free space in it to keep such a large thing inside."

"It's quite simple, really, and similar to packing a small suitcase with a large quantity of clothes." I said.

"When you have time, you neatly tuck in your clothes into your suitcase to fully optimize it's space, just like how I perfectly place my penis in a position that wouldn't make it feel too jammed." 

"And when you're in a rush you stuff your clothes in; just like how I stuff my dick into my underwear and hope for the best."

"Are you not afraid that your underwear will tear and your penis will burst out one day?" Astrid could move her legs and was on the verge of regaining control of her entire body.

"I live in fear of that day that will eventually come. But it's simply one of the burdens I must take and cannot refuse for having such a penis." I said ruefully.

"I see. You truly are a hero." Astrid moved her hands, showing that she had finally regained control of her body. But she didn't move and looked up at me as she squatted, as if she were following my advice and letting her get used to the size in case she got frightened by it later, which made me admire her willingness and bravery.

But even though she was brave enough to withstand my penis's weight on top of her head, she was still intimidated by its sheer width and size, which was apparent, seeing that her eyes still trembled whenever she looked up at it from below.