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The Hulk's Monster Mash: A Game of Giant Proportions with a Hint of Foot Worship and a Whole Lot of Teenage Tribute

Chapter One: The Hulk's New Playground

The small stadium in the Russian village was bustling with activity as a group of teenage boys played a heated game of football. Suddenly, the ground beneath them began to tremble, and the boys looked up in terror as a massive shadow fell over the field.

Standing over the stadium was the Hulk, now a towering 100 meters tall. His massive frame cast an ominous shadow over the field, and the boys couldn't help but stare in awe and fear.

With a mischievous grin, the Hulk destroyed two exits with his feet and took a seat, crushing part of the stadium with his backside. The boys watched in horror as the ground shook beneath them, their football match forgotten.

The Hulk reached out a hand, grabbing several boys and ordering the rest to worship and lick his feet. The boys hesitated, but the Hulk's gaze brooked no disobedience. They began to lick and kiss his feet, their teammates watching in horror.

"You tiny things are so weak," the Hulk chuckled, "but I'll make you strong. I'll make you mine."

He divided the captured teenagers, pressing his palm against his massive balls and shoving the last one into his urethra. The boy screamed as the Hulk's penis swallowed him whole, feeling him in his balls.

The Hulk moaned, "Yes, this is what I've been missing. Tiny, helpless toys to dominate."

He looked down at the remaining boys, "Who's next? Who wants to feel my power?"

The boys looked at each other, some in terror, others in fascination. One boy stepped forward, "I'll do it. I'll worship you."

The Hulk grinned, "Good boy. You'll make a fine addition to my collection."

The boy began to lick and kiss the Hulk's feet, the other boys watching in awe. The Hulk leaned back, enjoying the sensation of the boy's tongue on his skin.

"This is perfect," he thought, "I could get used to this."

As the boys worshipped him, the Hulk felt a sense of power and control that he had never experienced before. He was the king of this stadium, and these boys were his loyal subjects. He couldn't wait to see what other pleasures this new playground had in store for him.

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