Adriana Diaz stood in front of the CBS Mornings Plus screen wearing her favorite clothing style, a sleeveless burgundy pantsuit that let her show off her biceps. She wanted her viewers to see and respect her hard work at the gym. Every move they made punctuated their perfect tone developed with rigorous weight training.
But this morning was different. This morning, as the news camera zoomed out, an oddly conspicuous bulge further down took all the attention. Anyone with a rudimentary grasp of the human body understood what it meant as it came into view. With a huge grin, Adriana looked into that camera and ever very casually tossed her script over her shoulder. This was it, the day she spent her whole career waiting for, a lifetime of building up her credentials and connections for this one glorious moment.
"Breaking news: I have a MASSIVE dick and balls!"
Her excitement at finally unveiling her deepest secret was too much. Arousal shot enough blood into her erection for it to tear straight through her flimsy tight pants, and out flopped the whole package. She very clearly wasn't lying, perhaps the first report coming out of staple news outlets in 2025 that proved 100% accurate. Her sack looked big enough to suffocate an adult by itself, and that veiny throbbing cock had the dimensions of a policeman's flashlight as she put both hands on it.
"That's right. You thought I was all woman, but it turns out I'm the best kind of intersex. I've been packing my whole life."
Her gaze turned downward, as she fondly rubbed it. She could nut in seconds with her decades of pent up lust, but she had more to say. She had to play it safe and slow.
"Take a look here," Adriana said, pointing to her flared head. "I call this my bitchbreaker. As soon as it enters, all bets are off. I've fucked exactly 57 bitches with my monster cock and they all say they love this part the most."
The camera zoomed in, following as she juggled her balls. Each required its own palm to hold and lift out from under their dick canopy. A gentle massage had her breathlessly gasping. For a moment, the slightest twitch suggested she might lose her composure then and there. She recollected herself at the last second with a sharp suck of breath.
"That was close," she giggled. "Where were we? Ah yes. You have no idea how tough it is to walk around like a woman with these rocks jangling between my legs. Hiding them was a real nightmare before I started wearing loose dresses and found some good briefs for the rare times I put on pants. But those days are over now! I can let my stuff hang all I want!"
She released them very gingerly, to avoid the two aches. She learned long ago not to let them drop free. The best case scenario when she did had her lose her balance and fall to the floor. The worst of times added a jolt of pain when gravity tugged at them. She wanted neither. Moving on, she started stroking her whole length. She shuddered and aimed, but not where one might think. She knew her audience, staring at their TVs in disbelief, stuck through the most bizarre news broadcast of their lives to see how this would turn out.
"I know you're wondering why I'm still on the air." She pumped her dick hard. Faster. Her biceps jiggled furiously while her face muscles stretched just as taut. She oozed tension from the buildup. Sweat glistened from her skin, wetting her dress from her armpits. "That's easy. I fucked my way to the top. I fucked every single person who might get in my way before going on air this morning."
Her O face showed itself as she buckled. A few spasms, and suddenly, she let that jizz fly straight onto her own face. A normal load might cast one or two stray lines, but Adriana's was different. It hit like a squirt gun, exploding on her forehead, her cheek, her chin, one even landing straight into her open mouth. When it finally subsided, nothing of her natural tone could be seen underneath all that cum. But if that shocked viewers, what she did next would have sent them over the edge.
With a nice big wad in her mouth, she happily swished it around while the jizz outside flowed down her neck. She kept at it for a minute, cradling her dick and balls the whole time, before giving an exaggerated swallow.
"Ah! Delicious. I really do have the best body."
As she smiled, her first genuine on-air smile in a while, Adriana considered where the rest of her career might take her. No matter what she chose, she could be sure no other anchor in the world would top her for the throne of most scandalous exit from network TV.
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Adriana Diaz's Best Bod
Adriana Diaz stood in front of the CBS Mornings Plus screen wearing her favorite clothing style, a sleeveless burgundy pantsuit that let her show off her biceps. She wanted her viewers to see and respect her hard work at the gym. Every move they made punctuated their perfect tone developed with rigorous weight training.
But this morning was different. This morning, as the news camera zoomed out, an oddly conspicuous bulge further down took all the attention. Anyone with a rudimentary grasp of the human body understood what it meant as it came into view. With a huge grin, Adriana looked into that camera and ever very casually tossed her script over her shoulder. This was it, the day she spent her whole career waiting for, a lifetime of building up her credentials and connections for this one glorious moment.
"Breaking news: I have a MASSIVE dick and balls!"
Her excitement at finally unveiling her deepest secret was too much. Arousal shot enough blood into her erection for it to tear straight through her flimsy tight pants, and out flopped the whole package. She very clearly wasn't lying, perhaps the first report coming out of staple news outlets in 2025 that proved 100% accurate. Her sack looked big enough to suffocate an adult by itself, and that veiny throbbing cock had the dimensions of a policeman's flashlight as she put both hands on it.
"That's right. You thought I was all woman, but it turns out I'm the best kind of intersex. I've been packing my whole life."
Her gaze turned downward, as she fondly rubbed it. She could nut in seconds with her decades of pent up lust, but she had more to say. She had to play it safe and slow.
"Take a look here," Adriana said, pointing to her flared head. "I call this my bitchbreaker. As soon as it enters, all bets are off. I've fucked exactly 57 bitches with my monster cock and they all say they love this part the most."
The camera zoomed in, following as she juggled her balls. Each required its own palm to hold and lift out from under their dick canopy. A gentle massage had her breathlessly gasping. For a moment, the slightest twitch suggested she might lose her composure then and there. She recollected herself at the last second with a sharp suck of breath.
"That was close," she giggled. "Where were we? Ah yes. You have no idea how tough it is to walk around like a woman with these rocks jangling between my legs. Hiding them was a real nightmare before I started wearing loose dresses and found some good briefs for the rare times I put on pants. But those days are over now! I can let my stuff hang all I want!"
She released them very gingerly, to avoid the two aches. She learned long ago not to let them drop free. The best case scenario when she did had her lose her balance and fall to the floor. The worst of times added a jolt of pain when gravity tugged at them. She wanted neither. Moving on, she started stroking her whole length. She shuddered and aimed, but not where one might think. She knew her audience, staring at their TVs in disbelief, stuck through the most bizarre news broadcast of their lives to see how this would turn out.
"I know you're wondering why I'm still on the air." She pumped her dick hard. Faster. Her biceps jiggled furiously while her face muscles stretched just as taut. She oozed tension from the buildup. Sweat glistened from her skin, wetting her dress from her armpits. "That's easy. I fucked my way to the top. I fucked every single person who might get in my way before going on air this morning."
Her O face showed itself as she buckled. A few spasms, and suddenly, she let that jizz fly straight onto her own face. A normal load might cast one or two stray lines, but Adriana's was different. It hit like a squirt gun, exploding on her forehead, her cheek, her chin, one even landing straight into her open mouth. When it finally subsided, nothing of her natural tone could be seen underneath all that cum. But if that shocked viewers, what she did next would have sent them over the edge.
With a nice big wad in her mouth, she happily swished it around while the jizz outside flowed down her neck. She kept at it for a minute, cradling her dick and balls the whole time, before giving an exaggerated swallow.
"Ah! Delicious. I really do have the best body."
As she smiled, her first genuine on-air smile in a while, Adriana considered where the rest of her career might take her. No matter what she chose, she could be sure no other anchor in the world would top her for the throne of most scandalous exit from network TV.