Patron Reward: Olive the Clown's Test of Strength (Patreon)

Returning from last month's rewards is Olive the clown and their horny carnival.  Now with the added element of the carny's strongwoman who comes by looking to borrow his body for a few.

Olive enjoyed his job at the sex carnival, but he appreciated a lunch break as much as anyone else. He swung by his favorite snack stand for a meatball sandwich and went off behind one of the wider booths that served as the unofficial break area for a lot of the staff.

The clown fuckboi sat with his back to the booth and had just gotten through his first few bites when the unmistakable figure of Minnie cast a shadow over him.

“Howdy there, Olly! Whatchall up to?!”

The big southern gal was a part of Carnal’s Traveling Carnival even longer than Olive, and she was hard to miss. The resident strongwoman was tall with platinum blonde hair, tanned caramel skin, and most notably, she was the buffest woman Olive had ever met. Her broad-shoulders and thick build was all nicely defined with an array of curves that only added to her thick bust and hips. She was dressed in some tight leather pants and a vest over a tube top, adding to her country girl appeal while showing off some insanely defined abs.

“I’m just on break,” Olive said dismissively.

He opened his mouth for another bite of his sandwich, but Minnie leaned down to put her face near his.

“Sounds perfect! Then you an’ me can mosey off and have a li’l roll in the hay.”

“What? Which part of ‘I’m on break’ don’t you get? I’m tryin’ to eat here,” Olive complained.

“Aw, c’mon,” Minnie groaned. “I been workin at the ol’ strongman game and can’t nobody ring that dang bell. Must be a weak bunch today.”

Olive just briefly raised his eyebrows. When Minnie got to test out the classic “ring the bell, get a prize” strongman game, she messed with the settings when it seemed “too easy.” All that most people got when they went to visit was a lot of emasculating talk.

“Not my problem,” Olive dismissed.

He turned his attention back to his sandwich but Minnie suddenly snatched it from his hand.

“HEY! Give that back!” he objected. The tall woman had already stood up and held it out of his reach.

“Whatcha got there anyway?” she asked as she ignored his demands.

Olive was practically climbing the mountain of a woman to try and reach her grip. She took a massive bite, eating almost half the sandwich in one go. The clown stared in shock as she gave a delighted hum and wolfed down the rest in a matter of seconds.

“That’s pretty good!” she praised as she licked any remaining sauce off her fingers.

Olive just groaned and released his pathetic grip on her, sliding back down to the ground.

“Aw don’t let it getcha down. I’ll buy ya another later. But this means you aren’t busy eatin’ anymore, right?”

“I guess so… whyyyaaah!?”

Minnie grabbed Olive by his belt and lifted him off the ground like he was just a colorful piece of luggage. He was already stunned by the loss of his lunch, so he didn’t put up any further resistance.

“Ah, cheer up, little fellah. I know what’ll make the both of us feel better,” Minnie assured him as she returned to her game booth.

She still didn’t put him down. The big blonde just raised him higher, planting her broad hands behind his hips. She squeezed Olive’s juicy ass as she worked on pulling down his pants. She skillfully shifted the smaller clownboi from one arm to the other until she had his cock exposed and ripe for the taking.

“H-hey! Wait a sec,” Olive yelped as he snapped out of his sandwichless stupor.

“What can I say? All that eatin’ worked up an appetite.”

Minnie licked her lips as she hoisted Olive up to her face. His legs latched around her shoulders, squealing as he grabbed onto the southern gal’s head for balance. It turned out to be just what she wanted as she pulled on his hips, burying his cock in her mouth. Olive shuddered and broke into a gurgling moan as she slurped on his manhood. Apparently, she ate a dick just as well as she ate a sandwich.

Minnie didn’t seem to mind as Olive froze up from the pleasure. She giggled and tightened her mouth around his dick as her tongue rubbed all over it. Her strong hands squeeze the clown by his hips, pulling him in and out to make him hump her face while he was mindlessly moaning. Olive’s eyes rolled back in his head as she slurped him up, squeezing his ass as she worked him in her mouth as casually as if he were a popsicle.

Minnie clearly knew her stuff so Olive didn’t last very long. He let out a quick whimper as his mouth dropped open, letting his tongue hang out as he humped rapidly into the strongwoman’s face. His cock twitched and squirted into her mouth, her tightly sealed lips noisily sucking and gulping down every creamy drop. Minnie’s moans and giggles just milked it further, the little flexing and vibrating pulses of her mouth squeezing Olive’s cum with a mouth that could have emptied out a roll of toothpaste.

Olive gave a listless moan as he slumped over backward. There wasn’t any bed or wall to catch him, so he just flopped back so he was dangling from her grip. Minnie held onto his legs to plant a few more hungry kisses around his cock and balls.

Some passerby had started to watch, chuckling as Olive dangled from the bigger woman’s grasp. He was far too dazed to consider that they might have mistaken it for a particularly kinky acrobat show.

“Helluva piece o’ meat you got there,” Minnie praised.

“It looks even better rightside up,” Olive rambled wearily.

The crowd laughed at the clown’s comment while Minnie squeezed his legs excitedly.

“Yea, but I kinda like you in this position. And I still ain’t quite full yet…”

Olive shuddered as she started to stroke his cock, getting it to turn back from its path to going soft. It perked up again as Minnie squeezed the wet, firm flesh in her powerful hand.

“Think I know just the thing.”

Minnie finally dropped Olive the short way to the ground. He grunted as he landed on the grass, staring up as the buff woman rapidly undressed. Her broad bust and thick muscles were a thing of beauty, like a tiger in its natural habitat. It was also a fitting comparison because Minnie wouldn’t have to try very hard to kill you if she felt like it.

“Hey, maybe I should take a breather first,” Olive suggested as he saw the lusty gleam in Minnie’s eye.

“I was supposed to be on break anyway, so…”

“Can’t wait that long,” the blonde insisted.

She grabbed Olive by the legs and lifted them up until his ass was aiming towards the sky. Minnie moved her muscular thighs to pin him in the position that left him nearly bent in half beneath her bulky body. It freed up the mountain of a woman’s hand to grab and stroke his cock before guiding it straight upward for her to mount herself on.

Olive gasped as his dick slid easily into the ripped woman’s pussy. She was soaking wet and waiting for him as her warm juices immediately started drooling down his thighs. Minnie moaned loudly, biting her lip as she grabbed Olive by the wrists. She had him fully pinned to keep him steady as her powerful hips kept riding him like she was trying to drill him into the dirt.

“Ohhh fuck yea,” the strongwoman groaned.

“Maybe… oof… I should be on top?” Olive grunted whenever her increasingly passionate humping left him with enough air to speak.

Minnie smiled widely, clearly enjoying her reverse mating press too much to stop.

“You ain’t about to tell a cowgirl not to ride, are ya?” she purred.

Her eyes were getting unfocused as her lust took over. She squeezed Olive’s arms tighter as her humping grew rougher, holding his relatively scrawny body steady enough to keep piledriving her hips onto his shaft.

Olive could only gasp and bounce in time with her thrusts as her pussy squeezed around his dick.

“Oh hell yea… fuck yea…” the blonde panted. She ran her hands over her breasts to add to her already overflowing excitement.

“Fuckin’ cum in me, good lookin’! Knock me up so bad I can’t fucin’ walk!”

“I… I can’t,” Olive panted beneath her.

“Oh, you can do it, baby. Fuckin’ nut in me so deep I can taste it!”

The ranting strongwoman grabbed Olive by the hair as she leaned in and kissed him deeply, driving her tongue down his throat. The aggressive kiss made Olive quiver as his cock spasmed, squirting his seed inside the naked powerhouse. She broke the kiss to shout out passionately, her various muscles twitching as her powerful thighs clenched together.

“Ohhhh hell yea. That’ll do it,” Minnie moaned as her eyes fluttered dreamily.

“No way that didn’t knock me up good.”

“Yea there is,” Olive muttered beneath her. “I literally can’t. Remember how all of us are on birth control so we don’t just leave every town full of pregnant ladies?”

Minnie blinked a few times as she came down from her orgasmic high.

“Oh right. That does make a lotta sense. Musta just been me in the heat of the moment.”

The big blonde smiled and stood back up, easily hefting Olive back to his feet.

“Well, I appreciate the hand anyway! Yer alright, y’know that?”

She patted Olive hard on the back, nearly knocking him off his shaky legs.

“Yea, yea… sure,” he grumbled.

He’d missed a chunk of his break and an even bigger chunk of his sandwich, but it felt hard to complain when he just had the brains fucked out of him. Minnie just smiled and pulled five bucks out of her cash box. She offered it to him wordlessly and he snatched it up before he hurried off to get another sandwich before his break was fully wasted pretending to knock up the amazonian blonde.