In a dimly lit room, a lone figure, Soldierhulk, explores the depths of anal pleasure. With a gloved hand, he teases the puckered entrance, rubbing lube in, feeling the muscles clench and relax. He introduces a toy, slowly, watching as it disappears inch by inch, the asshole stretching to accommodate. The toy's curve hits the sweet spot, making the recipient moan. In and out, it moves, the speed increasing, the body responding, until the toy is buried deep, the asshole gaping, threatening to prolapse.