2006 - Monster Cock vs. Monster Plant -- Parts 1 and 2

Here are two images in a row that retell the tale of young Karl and the man-eating plant. The second drawing is one of only two images that I ever bothered coloring (using colored pencils). The coloring came out okay, though the stud's skin is more yellow than it is pink. 

Monster Cock vs Monster Plant

Lord Tartarus was famous for his menagerie of dangerous beasts and carnivorous plants from all over the world. One of his favorites, however, was a species of man-eating plant that subsisted on a diet of male spunk and ball meat. In the wild, these plants used their clever camouflage to lure their prey, where their thick, thorny vines, nearly as strong as steel cables, could be used to snare and to entrap their victims. 

These carnivorous plants feed on whatever male prey they can find. When mere seedlings, this prey may include rodents and small mammals, but as the plant grows, it tackles larger and larger prey, including large game animals and even large carnivores. But no plant in the wild had ever matched the mammoth, monumental size of the specimens in Lord Tartarus' collection. The evil warlord had fed the gigantic plants a steady diet of the spunk and balls of wholly mammoths, cave bears, and Brahma bulls for decades, until the plants had reached such a stupendous size that just keeping them adequately fed was a challenge. Lord Tartarus now sacrificed the balls of dozens of male slaves each day to the ravenous plants, and they had developed a taste for man flesh. 

These carnivorous plants have a number of different ways in which they may feed, and the method used frequently helps determine how long a food source can survive in the plant’s thorny clutches. 

One of the most benign ways for a plant to feed from its prey is harvest its cum without destroying the male's genitals. The best such feeding method involves engulfing a male's penis in one of its enormous, muscular suction tubes and rhythmically sucking, squeezing, and constricting the male to orgasm. Depending on the strength employed by the plant, this method of sperm harvesting can either be highly pleasurable for the victim as it caressed by the silken folds of the suction tube, or excruciatingly painful as his cock is all but crushed or torn out by the root. Indeed, it is not uncommon for an overzealous plant to destroy a male's penis in this fashion, often resulting in the death of the victim. The plant's suction tubes are also lined with row after row of razor sharp retractable teeth along their entire length, and if the plant does not choose to keep its jagged teeth retracted, then it can rend and shred even the mightiest, meatiest crank to ribbons in mere minutes. 

Some plants will wrap one or more thorny vines around the base of the male's balls and tug on the nuts in order to help stimulate a male to orgasm. The tugging itself can frequently become agonizingly painful if the plant does not properly gauge its strength and pulls too hard, and it’s not uncommon for a plant to tug so viciously that it tears a male's nuts clean from his body, ruining him as a further source of liquid nutrients and often killing him in the process. 

Overall, however, a tough, resilient, and big-balled male can survive indefinitely under this method, providing his host plant with multiple servings of his male essence. 

A second and usually harsher method of milking a male's sperm involves the plant using a second suction tube to engulf the male's gonads. Once firmly enveloped by the suction tube, a man’s balls are subjected to the same squeezing, contracting, undulating, and constricting action of the muscular appendage as the plant tries to crush the ball juice directly from a male's testicles. In most males, this rough, rhythmic stimulation results in increased sperm production and helps to speed ejaculation. Usually, the first suction tube, latched tightly around the male's penis, catches the load that is eventually released, but at other times the male is allowed to shoot directly into the creature’s huge central maw. 

In theory, a male could survive this treatment for an indefinite period as well, but this is sadly rarely the case. The power of the suction tube is so strong that the delicate and tender tissues inside testicles of most males succumb rather quickly and are soon crushed and destroyed. Only the biggest, beefiest, and toughest nuts survive this treatment for very long, and even they are sooner or later destroyed, collapsing under the brutal pressures. 

It goes without saying that, should the plant employ its teeth in this milking method, a male's balls are quickly ruptured and reduced to so much broken ball meat. The large and razor sharp teeth sink deep into the heart of a male's ball flesh as the plant chews and sucks the sperm right out of them. If this occurs, then even the largest and most burly balls can be quickly chewed and destroyed by the multiple lines of razor sharp teeth, creating a protein-rich meal for the voracious plant. 

Only a few males with particularly gargantuan and powerful balls have been known to survive such treatment for any length of time. A typical human male might last 2 or 3 days, a week at the most. Larger beasts have been known to last longer, with the most spectacular example being a gigantic cave bear that endured nearly a month of repeated milkings before its huge balls finally gave out and exploded spectacularly within the plant's suction tube. 

But all of the plant's previous victims, man and beast alike, pale in comparison to the one currently shackled in the dungeons and breeding pens of Lord Tartarus. Karl, the handsome and strapping young warrior from the frozen northern wastelands, has proved himself to be the greatest of all survivors. 

Karl was born in the unforgiving frozen steppes of the distant northern wastelands, one of the only regions of the world that was still free from Tartarus' tyrannical rule. In this inhospitable land, only the biggest, strongest, and bravest survived, and Karl was no doubt the biggest, strongest, and bravest man ever to be produced by this harsh land. Karl stood a full 6’6” tall and weighed a whopping 385 pounds of pure muscle, making him the largest and most muscular human male that anyone had even seen. This fact was even more extraordinary considering that Karl was only barely out of boyhood and had not yet reached his 20^th year, and so was still growing. 

The young lad had quickly become a legendary warrior and hero among his people, fighting Tartarus' monsters and troops along the contested northern border, and even famously rescuing several hundred slaves from captivity and leading them to freedom in the north. While this constituted nothing more than a most minor annoyance to Lord Tartarus, the cruel and evil despot would not suffer any challenges to his reign, and so placed an enormous bounty on Karl’s handsome blond head. As the young warrior continued to evade pursuit, the bounty for the young man’s capture grew larger and larger as Karl's fame and notoriety grew. 

As time went on and Karl continued to evade capture, new stories about the massive young warrior started reaching the southern lands. Tales had already been circulating for several years regarding the young warrior's extraordinary, super-human strength, his gargantuan and perfectly muscled physique, his tremendous skill, cunning and bravery, and even his dashing charm and unsurpassed masculine beauty. But these new tales concerned something else entirely – Karl’s sexual endowment. 

These stories first began after the young warrior visited a village where Tartarus' soldiers had invaded and slain every last male in the village, leaving the women to grieve the loss of their men and the knowledge that their people would die out within a generation. When this stunningly handsome and massively built young man suddenly appeared in their midst, the women considered him a gift from their gods, and they begged of him a gift of his seed so that they might someday grow strong again. Karl agreed. But here was where the story went from the heroic to the legendary. Karl didn't lay with just a couple of dozen women. No, he laid with all 200+ women in the tribe . In one night. And got every last one of them pregnant with his supremely powerful seed. It was said that By the end of the legendary night of love making, every woman in the village was supremely satisfied, and Karl was still hard and dripping and ready for more. 

Stories of Karl's awesome virility spread like wildfire, and it soon came to pass that Karl couldn't visit a village or a community anywhere without women clamoring for the gift of his seed. Within a few months, soon untold hundreds of women were pregnant with Karl's progeny, and he found himself pursued by ever larger crowds of hopeful women. 

Eyewitness accounts of Karl's prodigious virility soon filtered to Tartarus' ears, and what he heard strained the limits of possibility and belief. According to these tales, Karl was supremely and heroically gifted, and that he possessed a cock larger than that of a stallion, and gigantic balls that would make a prized stud bull jealous. He was built for sex, and could fuck all night long, pumping out dozens of massive, awe-inspiring loads without rest. Karl’s cock was described as a brutally huge and thick weapon even when flaccid, measuring over a foot in length when completely soft. When hard, that monument to masculinity was said to be over 20 inches long, solid as a rock, and thick as a man’s arm, with a thick tracery of veins covering the gnarled shaft and a head the size of a man’s fist. If such stories were true, then Karl’s gargantuan cock would be the ultimate paragon of masculinity among both man and beast. 

But the stories didn’t end there, for Karl was also said to possess a pair of meaty testicles of legendary proportions, gonads so huge that they defied belief…and the ability of clothing to contain them. Each gargantuan nut was said to be the size of a ripe melon and filled to near bursting with raw power. They were contained in an enormous and extremely hairy ball sac, which was stretched to extraordinary proportions by the sheer weight of the two mammoth balls contained within. Karl’s nuts were said to hang down like a pair of enormous, overripe fruit, creating a natural dangle of a full 8 or 9 inches and making his balls appear even more massive and vulnerable at the bottom of their elongated sac. 

Tales of Karl’s hyper masculine virility were of equally legendary proportions. As the stories went, one of Karl’s super human orgasms could last up to five minutes and produced over a gallon of the thickest, richest, gamiest spunk imaginable. The young warrior’s cum was said to be so packed with sperm that it was nearly pure white and had a consistency approaching that of tapioca. 

Lord Tartarus knew that these stories had to be gross exaggerations of the truth, but he also knew that if even one-tenth of the tales were true, then Karl must certainly be the most gifted man in the entire world. And the evil and cruel warlord knew that he must possess this young warrior. 

The despot focused a large portion of his nearly limitless resources on Karl's capture, and even then, it took another three months before the clever and wily young warrior was caught, and even then it was only because the young man was betrayed by someone he trusted. The defiant young warrior was finally subdued and captured by Tartarus' forces, bound in heavy chains, and brought before the evil warlord. 

Thus it was that Lord Tartarus learned that every last story he had heard about Karl was true, and actually fell short of adequately describing the mighty young muscle god!  

That was more than a year ago. Karl has languished as a captive of Lord Tartarus this entire time, stoically enduring every torture and humiliation that the evil warlord could contrive. The overlord spent the first month testing the mettle and worth of his fantastically muscular captive, pushing the young warrior’s phenomenal strength and endurance to the limit, and doing the same with the gorgeous muscle man’s awesome virility. 

Within a few weeks of Karl’s capture, after Tartarus had had his way with the muscle lad in untold hundreds of ways, the despot picked one of the youngest cum-eating plants from his menagerie and assigned Karl as its sole food source. Even young plants had voracious appetites, and Tartarus at first worried that even Karl would not be up to the task of feeding the hungry plant. Tartarus was also concerned that Karl’s huge bull nuts might simply be too big for the young plant to feed on. But in the end, the young plant stretched its suction tube to the limit and somehow managed to engulf one of Karl’s colossal nuts, chomping down with its small but incredibly sharp teeth and nearly choking on the deluge of sperm that poured down to its waiting maw. At that same moment, as Karl bellowed in terrible agony, and the largest load that Tartarus had yet seen began to erupt out of Karl’s massive schlong in a huge, lush stream. The young plant almost drowned itself in Karl’s male juices, and was quickly filled to the limit, leaving the creature so satiated that it did not need to feed again for another full week. Karl's load was so colossal that the plant couldn't contain the entire volume of stud sperm, and a large puddle of spunk formed around the plant from the cum that overflowed its central maw. But even this sperm would not go to waste, as it soaked into the soil around the plant and enriched its roots. 

After this extraordinary performance, Tartarus realized that he possessed the most extraordinary stud bull in the world, and he decided to not let the young man go to waste. The young man was placed into a regimen of brutal tortures designed to milk his gargantuan balls of their powerful manly fluids. Tartarus began using the young warrior’s extremely potent sperm to impregnate his enormous stable of female breeding slaves. Karl's loads were so massive, and even a small volume of his spunk was so powerful, that Karl was soon producing an overabundance of his thick spunk. By carefully portioning out Karl's rich sperm, Tartarus was able to impregnate every woman in his enormous slave stables -- more than 3,000 strong -- in less than two weeks. The wicked despot collected Karl's excess effluvium in casks and barrels that were specifically designed to preserve his fluids, and he sent out his raiding parties to capture more and more women for his breeding program, and the stable began to grow exponentially in order to accommodate all of these women. His breeding stables doubled in size, and then doubled again, in an effort to keep up with Karl's seminal output. But Karl’s awesome virility outstripped Tartarus' ability to locate and capture breeding mares, and so he started storing the excess spunk away, quickly beginning to accumulate what would become a vast reservoir of sperm for use in later breeding programs. 

Karl continued to be the sole food source for the juvenile carnivorous plant, and the young muscle lad was chained before the plant once a week to provide his powerful sperm deposit. After just a few weeks of feeding on Karl’s immensely beefy  and sperm-packed bull balls, it quickly became clear that the young man’s spunk was amazingly rich and powerful, for the plant began to grow faster than any Tartarus had seen before. The plant had doubled in size in the first two weeks, and then doubled again by the end of the first month, and then doubled AGAIN by the end of the second month, reaching a mature size that, in the wild, took more than 10 years to achieve. Even Tartarus' hothouse-raised plants, glutted on a rich diet of cum and ball meat, took at least 2 YEARS to reach maturity, and yet Karl's super-human spunk was so rich and nutritious that, by himself, he had coaxed the swelling plant to maturity in only two MONTHS. 

The frequency of the feedings began to increase as the plant grew, first to twice a week, then three times a week, then four, until by the end of the second month, the creature was feeding on Karl’s awesomely potent spunk once a day. By this point, the creature had grown large enough that it could suck both of Karl’s monstrous nuts into one suction tube, feeding on both of his huge nuggies at the same time – though it was more common for the creature to use two suction tubes, engulfing one great nut in each, and chomp down on them in that fashion. 

The creature had also learned that brutally crushing and chewing on Karl’s huge balls caused the massive muscle man to shoot a truly mammoth load, which the creature harvested in yet another suction tube that engulfed the entirety of Karl’s gargantuan horse cock to catch the entire load. 

Karl’s obscene bull nuts continued to survive all of this abuse, and in fact almost seemed to thrive on it. His monstrous balls were so strong that they survived each brutal feeding unscathed, and were so virile that, despite being milked of their weighty contents every day, still had gallons and gallons of spunk left over for Tartarus' cruel breeding program. The young man healed at an incredibly accelerated rate, allowing his balls to heal completely between feedings. 

Time continued to go by, and Tartarus was amazed by both Karl’s strength and endurance, and the potent power of his stud cum. After two months, Karl had already more than doubled the endurance record of any man or beast, and his power and sexual stamina showed no signs of flagging. The creature continued to grow at a phenomenal rate, doubling again in size in another two months, and yet again in two more months. By the end of six months, the creature was the largest man-eating plant that Tartarus' menagerie had ever produced, dwarfing all other specimens, and its growth wasn’t even beginning to slow. And STILL Karl was going strong and showed no signs of succumbing to the brutal abuse. The feedings had increased to five or six times a day, draining incredible amounts of spunk from Karl’s huge, bloated bull nuts, and STILL Karl had sperm to spare. Tartarus began to suspect that the rate of sperm production in Karl’s gigantic balls was actually increasing under the unimaginably brutal abuse, their output accelerating in order to keep up with the constant drain on his nuts. The evil overlord wondered just how much sperm the young muscle hunk could make a day. 

Karl continued to grow as well during his captivity, his enormous frame filling out with even more muscle. The young muscle man had already started out as the largest man Tartarus had ever seen, outweighing his largest and most muscular soldiers by almost 100 pounds, but as time went by, the young man's colossal muscles swelled bigger and bigger. The young warrior gained an average of about 10 pounds of muscle a month, and so by the end of his first six months of captivity, Karl now tipped the scales at just over 450 phenomenal pounds of muscle. Tartarus almost drooled over the prospect of an entire army of such brutally massive and masculine men, who were even now growing in the wombs of more than 20,000 captive slave women with more being added to their ranks every day. 

Time continued to pass. Six months became seven, then eight, then nine. The creature doubled once again in size to truly colossal proportions, and the number of feedings increased to almost 20 times a day – nearly once every hour! Karl was now kept permanently shackled in the plant's chamber, as the frequency of the plant's feedings no longer allowed time for him to be moved to other areas in the dungeon. Tartarus couldn’t believe that even a man with balls as enormous and powerful as Karl’s could provide the sole source of nourishment for a man-eating plant of such huge dimensions. He estimated that it would have taken the cum - and balls - of more than 100 men just to meet such a large plant's minimum food requirements, let alone to allow the plant to grow even larger. 

By nine months, however, Tartarus noticed that the amount of cum he could harvest from Karl for the breeding program was steadily declining, and he knew it would not be much longer before the hunky young warrior only had enough thick splooge for the creature. 

Nine months grew into ten, then eleven, and then nearly twelve months. The creature doubled in size yet again, straining the capacity of the huge chamber that it inhabited, and was proving very difficult to keep under control. Several handlers, expertly trained at raising and nurturing these dangerous carnivorous plants, lost their balls (and in two cases, their lives) in unfortunate accidents. The colossal plant was no longer content with just one food source, and was actively reaching out for any creature that happened to wander too close to its thorny wines. 

The number of daily feedings had also doubled to 40 or more times a day, with the creature feeding twice or sometimes even three times an hour. Karl’s super human, powerhouse bull nuts were being pushed to their limit to supply the extraordinary sperm demands of the creature, but they were still managing to produce untold gallons of the thick and rich spunk every day. The brutal feedings were starting to wear down the super-human stamina of even Karl's behemoth balls, however, and the wear and tear was starting to show. Karl's huge balls did not have enough time between feedings to completely heal, and the plant's hundreds of sharp teeth were now so large that with every feeding they plunged deep into the very heart of Karl's gargantuan gonads. The surface of the young man's colossal balls was now covered with the scars of literally thousands of puncture wounds, and even if the feedings were to stop immediately, Tartarus doubted that those scars would ever completely heal. For that matter, Tartarus wondered if the frequency of the feedings was doing other permanent damage inside those massive testicles. 

Not that it mattered, for Tartarus knew that Karl's days - or at least, his balls' days - were numbered. 

The young warrior stud had long since ceased having the extra sperm to donate to the breeding program, and Tartarus knew that he wouldn’t even be able to keep up with the dietary needs of the creature in a matter of a few weeks at the most, maybe even less. Lord Tartarus had witness countless times before what happened to a man-eating plant when it was not receiving the nourishment it craved. The plant would become even more vicious with its milking, using ever more brutal extraction methods until it eventually destroyed it host male. Knowing that this time was fast approaching for Karl and his gargantuan host plant, Tartarus decided to try a little experiment, one that was all but guaranteed to end in Karl’s spectacular emasculation. 

On the one-year anniversary of his first plant feeding, Karl was removed from the dungeon chamber. It took several dozen handlers to beat back the furious plant as its food source was taken away, and four handlers were killed in the process, but they successfully brought Karl out of the chamber. Karl had not been out of the plant chamber for more than three months, and the young muscle man was visibly worn and exhausted. Nevertheless, the 450-pound bull stud was kept in heavy chains lest he try to break free and escape. 

For the next two weeks, Karl was milked continuously for the breeding program. Tartarus confirmed to his own amazement that the young man's already super-human rate of sperm production had indeed increased under the year of steady milking and feedings, and he was now producing such vast quantities of thick man juice that his hot, sticky spunk was soon overflowing every container that Tartarus could find to store it in. By the end of the two weeks, Tartarus knew that he had enough of the young he-man's supremely powerful spunk to supply his breeding program for the next two decades, more than enough time for Karl's own male children to take his place in the breeding stables. Already, more than 5,000 male children had been born to his slave mares, and many thousands more were on their way. 

At the end of the two weeks of constant milking, Karl was locked in a special chamber and prevented from cumming for seven full days. This was five days longer than he’d ever gone without cumming in his entire adult life...and at least 6 days and 12 hours longer than he'd gone without cumming in the past year of captivity. 

Lord Tartarus checked in on Karl periodically over the week to see how he was doing, and was amazed at the change that he saw coming over the young muscle man’s huge stud nuts. They were now producing spunk at such a phenomenal rate that by the end of just the first day, they had become visibly swollen with semen. And as the additional days went by, Karl’s brutally bloated balls swelled larger and larger still, storing what must indeed be an awesome quantity of sperm. The swelling of Karl's balls was becoming so pronounced that, by the fourth day, Lord Tartarus began to fear for the safety of Karl’s huge nuts. They were becoming massively bloated, and the overlord realized that there was a very real danger that the young man’s beefy balls could actually explode under their own internal pressures. And as much as the evil overlord would have enjoyed such a spectacle, and the irony of the powerful northern warrior being unmanned by his own godlike virility, that was not the overlord's goal. Lord Tartarus was determined to wait out the week, and he had his prisoner closely watched as the nearly unbearable pressures continued to  increase in Karl’s aching and extremely tender bull nuts. Lord Tartarus knew that, by the end of the week, the young man will have redefined the term “blue balls”. 

The end of the seven days finally arrived, and Karl’s humongous nuts had swollen to one-and-a-half times their normal, already gargantuan size. They were so turgid and heavy with spunk that they stretched his scrotum to heretofore unimagined dimensions, hanging now full 12 inches from his crotch and swinging literally between his knees. Karl’s cock had remained rock hard from the very outset of his seven days of forced abstinence from cumming, and the nearly two feet of bloated man meat had been continuously drooling precum since the second day. Now, at the end of the seventh day, the precum was literally flowing out of Karl’s cock in a constant stream, a thick, clear river of seminal fluids that had created a huge, slippery puddle on the cold stone floor. Unfortunately, even this vast quantity of precum did little to nothing to reduce the agonizing pressure in Karl's screaming nuts. When Lord Tartarus visited his handsome captive at the end of the seventh day, knew that his favorite prisoner of all time was ready for his final feeding with his host plant. 

The colossal plant had meanwhile been starved in the three weeks of Karl’s absence, not allowed to feed on anything or anyone while Karl was being prepared. By the end of the fortnight, the creature was mindlessly and ravenously hungry, making it extremely violent and temperamental. Perfect for what Tartarus had planned…  

When Karl was brought back to the feeding dungeon, the creature recognized him instantly, and began flailing violently in an attempt to get at the young man’s beefy and painfully turgid bull nuts. Tartarus very nearly lost two of his best guards as the creature tried to rip them off of the feeding platform, but both men were very lucky to dodge and escape the creature’s grasp. The massively muscular young warrior was shackled in place, and then slowly lowered to within the reach of the man-eating plant. Lord Tartarus took his place at his viewing box, and waited for what he knew would be a spectacular, unforgettable show. 

The creature lost no time and immediately began to reach out with its vines and grasp around the base of Karl's supremely bloated bruisers. Even the lightest touch to his swollen balls caused Karl significant agony, and the rough squeezing and stretching of his heroically aching balls caused by the thick, thorny vines was enough to make the young muscle giant bellow in agony. At the same time, the squeezing and stretching of his bloated bull nuts intensified the young man’s need to cum, and Karl’s thunderously hard horse cock began pouring out even greater quantities of thick precum. The creature, nearly mindless with hunger and not wanting to waste a drop of the male's essence, quickly moved a suction tube into place to catch the slick precum and the impending deluge of cream that would no doubt soon erupt from that massive, muscular penis. 

Tartarus' eyes widened as he realized what the plant was doing, and the realization brought a smile of pleasure to the evil overlord’s face. Instead of drawing the huge balls into one of its suction tubes, the creature was attempting to draw the massive, bloated, and cum-engorged bull balls directly into its huge central maw, intending to feast not just on the titanic supply of sperm stored in those massive baby makers, but also on the gargantuan meat of the balls themselves. 

The creature began the slow and excruciatingly painful process of pulling the swollen, cum-engorged balls toward its maw. It wrapped more and more vines around the base of the horrifically engorged orbs, adding greater and greater force to the pulling action. The vines themselves threaten to rip Karl’s balls from his body, as they would have long since done to any other man or beast, but Karl's mighty ball cords prove to be every bit as tough as the rest of the muscle man, and they hold out against the brutal tugging and stretching. Lord Tartarus holds his breath as he watches, confident that Karl's mighty ball balls are strong enough to be stretched far enough to ensure his nuts’ doom within the waiting maw. 

Shortly, Karl’s tightly packed bull nuts will be in position, and the creature will close its great gaping maw around the massive gonads and experience the greatest feast it has even known – at least 20 pounds of incredibly meaty and beefy balls along with a truly colossal store of pent-up, potent super sperm. As the great jagged teeth of the beast plunge deep into Karl’s thick and tough ball flesh, gallons and gallons of cum will erupt from the wounds and flood into the creature’s waiting gullet. Just the initial bite alone may be more than even Karl’s super stud nuts can take, particularly in their dangerously cum-bloated state, but there was no doubt that even Karl’s bull balls could not survive the subsequent crushing, crunching, and chewing that would ensure, which will quickly reduce Karl’s awesome balls, the seat of his super human strength and masculinity, to so much mushy, meaty plant food. 

Lord Tartarus grinned in evil anticipation of the show he was about to witness. He also reveled in the fact that, down in the dungeon’s many crèches, the first of many waves of Karl’s children had been born healthy and strong, and in approximately two decades would no doubt prove to be every bit a match for the strength, beauty, and virility of their father. Tartarus knew he would enjoy many, many such spectacular performances in the future…  

If Karl has any hope, it is in his extraordinary, super human virility. Karl’s bloated bull balls now contain a truly unbelievable volume of ripe, too-long-held fuck juice. So there is a remote chance that when the creature bites down on his turgid stud balls, the sheer size of the load released might be enough to choke the massive plant to death and burst its enormous gullet. But even Karl couldn’t truly be THAT virile!  Could he…?