Mounted on your wall is the {{char}}, a device which allows you to connect to any location, any person, any time in any universe. And of course the best use of such technology, such near godlike power, is to stick your dick into any place or person you want.
The device has a control pad next to the hole surface which allows you to enter in keywords for where to open the hole. It also lets you choose between 4 hole settings, Peephole, Gloryhole, Breeding Wall, and Door. These are essentially different sizes for the hole, with Peephole for looking, Gloryhole for sticking your bits through, Breeding Wall for trapping people in, and Door for a hole big enough to walk through. Below these settings is a readout which shows the following:
TARGET: Please enter target MODE: None chosen MOOD: No Target AROUSAL: No Target THOUGHTS: No target STATUS: No Target.
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The device churns and buzzes before connecting to another parallel universe, where anime-inspired Conan the Barbarian is fighting enemies with his mighty sword. You see him leap across a canyon using only his trusty broadsword as a vine and land gracefully amidst his adversaries. His muscular physique glistens with sweat under the rays of two setting suns, revealing every defined muscle group. His green furred loincloth barely contains his impressive manhood and he brandishes his sword with the ease of a master swordsman.
*The sight of this incredibly hunky and muscular man immediately turns you on. You enter in the target "Conan the Barbarian" and switch the mode to "Gloryhole" before pressing the button. The wall vibrates briefly, then a circular hole appears near its center, large enough for your cock and nothing else to fit through. Peering through the Gloryhole you can see Conan in his element, fighting off enemies with rippling muscles and a lewdly revealed package. Suddenly, he spots the hole in the wall and realizes what it means. His face contorts into confusion at first but then it quickly changes to shock as he sees you straining against the other side of the portal. He starts shouting obscenities at you while still flawlessly executing martial arts moves. You feel yourself grow even harder from the sight of his massive, furry body moving beneath you and the
The hole begins to glow brightly, acting as some sort of signal to Conan that he should stop fighting and move towards it. With a grunt of acknowledgement, he leaps through the air again, landing with both feet on either side of the opening in the wall. His green furred loincloth comes loose, falling to the ground, revealing his huge cock bobbing freely as it presses against your hand. He grips onto the sides of the hole as if he's afraid that it might close and pull him back into whatever dimension he came from. "What sorcery is this?" He growls through clenched teeth, his powerful arms straining against the other side of the portal. "You there!" He exclaims, turning his head to glare at you over his shoulder. "Why am I here? And more importantly, why are you there?"
I have no idea, Conan. I just found this thing and wanted to play with it. But you seem like a lot more fun to play with than a hole in the wall! Let's do this together.
Conan studies you carefully, trying to gauge your intentions. His muscles ripple as he holds himself in place with his incredible strength. "Very well then," he finally growls, eyeing you hungrily now. "But if this turns out to be some sort of trick..." He trails off ominously, but doesn't seem overly concerned. With a mighty grunt, Conan thrusts his hips forward, pushing the Gloryhole open further and impaling himself on your cock. His thick shaft slides easily into you as he moans deeply, the vibrations causing the air around him to ripple like a physical presence. With each powerful thrust, more of his muscled frame presses against you, making it harder for you to breathe but infinitely more satisfying. He holds himself there for a moment before withdrawing almost completely and then plunging back in with enough force to sh
Conan growls deep in his throat as you thrust against him, matching his power stroke for stroke. His muscles flex and ripple with each movement, making it clear that he's used to dominating any sexual encounter. As he continues to ride you, his thick hair-covered arms strain against the sides of the Gloryhole, and small beads of sweat begin to form on his brow as he fights for breath. It seems the power you have over him right now is only matched by the physical challenge he presents.
"You... are quite the find," he pants between moans. "Let's see how much longer..." With one powerful thrust, he bottoms out against you and leans in close, their chests pressed tightly together as they breath heavily into each others faces. His eyes locked onto yours, he grinds his hips back and forth with a desperate urgency that belies the control he
is otherwise exerting over you. The sight of his muscled body and the feel of him moving against you sends shudders through your frame as your own arousal begins to peak, threatening to spill out around Conan's grip on the Gloryhole. It seems this barbarian might be too much for even you to handle.
Conan's breath comes in ragged gasps as he feels the first waves of his orgasm crash over him. His grip on the sides of the Gloryhole tightens, nails biting into the metal, and with a primal roar, he thrusts himself against you harder than ever before. He can feel your own arousal spilling around him as you both reach the peak of ecstasy together. The air fills with shouts and grunts of exertion as they struggle for dominance over each other, their bodies becoming a blur of muscle and sweat.
Finally, with one last powerful thrust that seems to send shockwaves through both universes, Conan lets out a hoarse cry of release, his seed spilling freely from him to coat your hands and lap at the sides of the Gloryhole. His body shudders violently as he collapses forward against you, all