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Patron of Love

by ApsidalMosaic Dated: 06.08.2012

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There he was, kneeling in front of an altar made of cardboard he had roughly crafted by himself, about to start a ritual he knew was going to fail. There was no denying it: he was an utter and complete fool. Yet, it was pretty much his last straw at this point, maybe even the only possible way he could ever get what he wanted. He glanced at the altar again. Everything seemed to be in place: the candles were lit, the book firmly placed in front of him, the incense burning and the content of a certain small cup ready to be consumed. Thinking of that last part made him shudder in revulsion for a second, as the "sacrifice" he was required to down consisted of his own jizz.

However, everything was how it meant to be for the ritual he was about to begin. He was going to call upon an ancient deity, Iziel, known only in some Wicca circles and nature-religions. Iziel, he had learned, was supposed to have been revered already thousands and thousands of years ago, throughout all this time being known as the patron deity of love and sexuality. Revering him was said to bring not only a blessing but the fulfilment of one's deepest interest in love or sexuality.

And that was essentially what he craved the most, but had always failed to get: good old straight-fashioned sex. Yes, he was still a virgin, despite already being eighteen. He had seen every single one of his friends get girlfriends, listening to them boasting of their lovemaking. Saw the media spreading stories about true love and fulfilment which was obviously just code for getting laid. And he had tried oh so often to get in touch with some girls. And he had failed. Every single time. Not that he looked bad. He was slender and tall with short black hair and had a fairly good bodybuild - he, sure as hell, wasn't one of those ugly nerdy types. But for some reason it never translated into something tangible - and that had nagged at him.

One day, he had started to ask himself what use there was in even trying when he couldn't succeed no matter how hard he tried and every single new rejection hurt him more and more. It led him down into a depression which had lasted the last few months. A week ago, though, something unexpected had happened: He had found a book - or rather, the book had found him; At least he liked to think that way. He was rummaging through a bargain bin inside one of the larger book stores in the local mall, looking for a present. Instead, he had found something rather peculiar: an old, black bound book, pages already somewhat yellowish, cover reading in big bold, golden letters:

"The Mysteries of Sex: Past, Present and Future"

Usually, he would have just thrown it back in the bin, but it looked so...out of place. Not only because of it's age, but more of something he couldn't quite pin down. He had peaked inside curiously and was pleasantly surprised at the content: amidst a lot of information concerning the historical mystification and attitudes towards sex were detailed depictions of sexual acts. Not only in writing but also in VERY explicit pictures. There was a picture of a couple of nude gorgeous women, for instance, lying on top of each other, deeply caught within a kiss looking at each other with genuine passion. The caption read something about the origin of lesbians. Whatever. It was fucking hot. Normally he would have just put it away - after all, there was always the internet for porn. Then he saw the price tag, showing a reduction from 50 to a mere 5 bucks - and that was, without a doubt, one hell of a bargain. And he liked bargains. Especially as his little friend throbbed a little in reminiscence of that picture from before. So, he had pushed all his own embarrassment aside and decided that it was worth a shot.

In fact, so much, that even the snarky comments from the grinning clerk couldn't make him falter - despite blushing furiously during payment, that was. He found his way back home and it wasn't long after furiously spanking his member to the new material, that he had read about the ritual. The book was packed with interesting information and obscure descriptions of all kinds of rituals pertaining to sex and love. Information that he couldn't avoid while skimming through. It really hadn't been a bad bargain at all. Especially, as one particular ritual had peaked his curiosity: it was, by far, the best described and actually offered something when done correctly. And, he had to admit, it was also because of Iziel himself: a drawing of the deity depicted a woman that he just needed to fuck. Hard. No second thoughts, just relish in her body and fuck her. It was pretty much his dream come true: a hot latino chick with long black hair, a body like a model and tits which were so full and enticing that he couldn't take his eyes away from them, no matter how hard he tried. He knew that if he would ever decide to do any ritual, it had to be this one. But that would be stupid. It was just crazy superstition after all, right?

But as the week went on, one miserable day following the next, he knew that it was time to change something. That he had to do something. To show them. To find something to get him love - or sex, that was. And for some reason, the first thing that came to mind was the ritual. He knew that it couldn't work, shouldn't work, but he.... wanted to try... needed to try; even if it would fail in getting him anything beyond being embarrassed at himself. He guessed he was just stupid like that, endlessly running after shadows - but what was the harm in trying?

So, he had bought some incense and cut out a cardboard box, such that it resembled some sort of alcove and placed it on one of the metal boxes he used to store his stuff in. It looked ridiculous - about as much as he himself felt about what he was going to do. But, even if he had to drink that cup in front of him, he wouldn't turn back - he had decided to do this and, hell, he would. There was no turning back. No, Sir. His eyes fell on the cup again, the flickering candlelight accentuating the surface of the oozy liquid in it just for a second. On the other hand..... No. He glanced at the can of soda next to him. He had something to make the taste go away - It couldn't be that bad, right?

He straightened and tried to keep that cup out of his mind as best as he could.

It was time to start.

Clearing his throat, he began to read aloud, the strange words and syllables rolling from his tongue in ways he never thought possible - and somehow he succeeded in correctly reciting the passage from the book without screwing up.

Focusing all of his willpower, he took the cup and swiftly downed it, immediately grabbing the can of soda for a deep sip afterwards. Didn't really make the taste much better, though: it still tasted icky and he could only barely keep himself from gagging. But he managed to raise his voice once more for the final part that he was meant to speak, for whatever strange reason, in his native tongue. He closed his eyes.

"I call you, Iziel, patron of love! Grant me your boon and accept my sacrifice! I call upon you!

He put all his remaining belief into the last word.

"Iziel!"

Seconds passed.

A minute perhaps.

Nothing happened.

He opened his eyes again.

There was not a single fucking change.

There he had it: he had been right, all along. It was just another scam. He had been so stupid. So fucking idiotically stupid. What did he ever expect to happen? Get sex and find fulfilment just out of thin air? Since when did praying to some obscure deity ever solve anyone's personal problems? He shook his head. You fucking Idiot. Well, whatever happened, or rather, not happened, happened. No use dwelling on it. He had known the risk and taken it. And he had lost. Tough luck. At least, it had been worth a shot, right? Although, that native language part had sounded pretty ridiculous all the time......

He sighed.

Anyway....

Maybe he could get something to eat now....?

He grimaced.

Oh fuck!

That cup!!

He needed to brush his teeth!!!

A loud thump

What the..?

He whirled around at the unexpected sound from the back of his room and couldn't quite believe what he was seeing there. Sitting on the side of his bed was a fat hairy bum. Completely nude, his enormous beer gut wobbled from some violent coughing that was resounding strongly in his bedroom. The coughing slowly settled, only to be followed by a loud and entirely disgusting snuffle as the man tried to clear his throat. Before he could make any sense of all of this, the fat man jumped up from the bedside, suddenly standing right in the middle of the room.

"WHO CALLS ME? IZIEL, PATRON DEITY OF.....ahhhhh....."

One of the fat man's hands shot towards his lower back, starting to massage it violently. "....I'am getting too old for that....". Still massaging, it seemed as if the fat man was just realizing where he was for the first time. His hazy gaze wandered across the room, revealing a thick, long, chaotically intertwined beard whose strands seemed to contain pieces of god-knows what food from days past and a pair of huge saggy man-tits made even more saggy by two golden rings pierced through his nipples. It wasn't long until the man spotted him, who was still sitting dumbfounded in front of his "altar". "You....boy....you called me", the fat man said, his slurry speech somehow fitting in perfectly with the deep dark circles below his eyes. The sweet stench of alcohol slowly spread through the room.

He was completely dumbstruck by that rather unexpected turn of events. And as hard as his mind tried, it failed miserably in collecting his thoughts and instead just settled to issue an urgent work order to stare at the man, jaw gaping.

The man smiled, revealing a row of crooked yellow teeth "What's wrong boy, something ate your tongue? Speak up! What do you want? I haven't got all day, y'know?"

He managed to clear his throat. "Who are you?"

The fat man wasn't smiling anymore. "Oh come on boy! Who could I be, the fucking tooth-fairy?" No response. The fat man sighed and rubbed his temple, "I'm Iziel. Probably here to get you laid." Still seeing the look of incomprehension in his eyes, "You called me, remember?"

Slowly scrambling to his feet, his thoughts were still a mess. It worked. He couldn't believe it. It actually worked! But...but....Iziel should have been a hot babe not some sleazy obese man, right?

"Why....why do you look so different?"

"Expected something else, boy? Sorry to disappoint you", the man answered with evident sarcasm.

"But....But aren't you supposed to be female? Also, my name is not boy. I'am Mike. Mike Lewis."

"Then you have heard wrong, BOY. Now....I'm here on business, so would you finally kindly tell me what the fuck you want from me?"

Mike inhaled deeply, "I seek your boon, deity!". The deity started to laugh. "Wouldn't you know it? Little kid wants to get laid". The deity was still busy laughing when Mike interrupted. He had finally overcome the shock and looked at the deity sternly "I invoke the rite of power!".

The deity immediately stopped it's booming laughter and a redness crept on his face like he was going to explode. And that wasn't even an exaggeration: like some sort of ancient volcanic eruption the deity suddenly started to rage in anger, "Bloody godly rules! Tell you what boy, Kaina and his bloody rules can go straight to Kor and his dead souls! You know who he comes to, when his little thunderbolt outright refuses working in his bedroom? Me! And Tyr - that fool! - guess who he comes to when he has one of his days, crying his eyes out? Me! Or that fucking bitch Meera. She might be the wife of Horn and yet she goes out of her way to find more things to fuck than she has wrinkles on her bloody face. And guess who has to keep Horn from blowing up a few worlds afterwards? Me! The only thing keeping those fucking morons up there from killing themselves and the fucking multiverse all the time is me! And what do I get for this? Thousands and thousands of bloody rules and guidelines keeping a man from some decent whoring!"

"Shit!" Still red in his face, he spat a thick lump of snot on the floor, mumbling something about mortals back in his day.

He seemed to have calmed down, though.

While Mike was taken aback more than a little by that sudden outburst he had succeeded to keep his eyes locked onto the deity, who, at this point, was returning Mikes attention with a deeply unsettling gaze on his own. After a few seconds, though, the deity slowly nodded. "Seems you aren't as stupid as I first thought, boy. Very well, you shall have your proof".

Iziel was staring even more deeply at him now, and Mike noticed his pale-green eyes for the first time. Unusually alive, they contradicted his whole disgusting appearance to the fullest: deep as wells yet alive like a swarm of fishes they seemed to reflect and bend light in myriads of strangely beautiful ways. Before he could finish that thought, though, a sudden heat shot to his loins, forcing Mike down to his knees. Involuntarily moaning, a familiar ache erupted in his groin which soon led to a big wet dot appearing on the outside of his pants.

He had just - literally - creamed his pants.

While Mike breathed heavily from the sudden exertion, the deity erupted into roaring laughter. "You mortals never cease to amuse me!". He patted his fat belly. "I have yet to see someone who wasn't surprised by that!". With a last chuckle he calmed down, shaking his head slowly.

"Now, where were we?" Iziel continued, while his attention had shifted towards the room he was in, casually walking around and inspecting whatever he could find. "You wanted to get laid, yes?"

Mike struggled to his feet again while a drop of oozing wetness made its way down his leg. Fuck. That rite was proof that this guy was indeed who he said he was. It was really true! The revelation filled him almost manic happiness - it worked! It really had worked and he would really get what he wanted!!!

"YES!"

"Hmmm....". The deity was regarding Mike's computer with some interest and was obviously thinking about something. That alone wouldn't have been so interesting if Mike hadn't finally noticed the most staggering thing about the guy in his room: he had no balls. Instead, each single step he took revealed a pair of almost leathery brown nether lips at exactly the spot where his balls where supposed to be. He couldn't believe it. That guy had a pussy!

While Mike was occupied by what he just saw, the deity had approached one of the windows and took a glance out into the rainy night, only to lock his eyes right onto Mike merely a few seconds later. A gaze that somehow pierced his mind: he felt nude and transparent as if his thoughts and desires were openly scattered right in front of him. It was deeply unsettling. And yet, he also felt decidedly calm and secure as if he was still a child securely held in his mother's arms.

It lasted only for a heartbeat.

With a broad smile on his face, the man continued as if nothing happened. "To tell the truth, we have a certain....leverage in deciding what a "boon" is actually supposed to be. Usually, I would have just told you to fuck off and left you an inflatable doll to play with. But....I like you, lad" A carefully inserted pause intended to accentuate whatever would come next.

"In fact, I could use someone like you."

Mike blinked. That couldn't be. He must have misheard. However, the man's hand trailed a semicircle in the air as he continued, "You see, this world seems to have forgotten my glory and the pleasures of the body". Iziel paused again.

"How about you help me with that?"

"What....what...are you saying?"

Slowly stroking his beard, the deity continued, "Well, you want sex and I want a new prophet. How about I give you infinite power to seduce whoever or whatever you want and even give you the ability to temporally shape their bodies to account for any....special needs....on your part. You will never have to worry about finding anyone and sex will have a whole new dimension of pleasure to it." He cocked his head slightly.

"Interested?"

"What's the catch?"

"Ha! That's what I like about you lad, you might look stupid but you are far from it! Of course, such power comes with a small price: you will have to revere my glory and spread my word. Also, there will be some inevitable....changes"

"Changes?"

"Yes, changes. You see, being an avatar means that you have to adopt certain characteristics from your patron deity. In this case..."

He placed his hands next to his crotch.

Seeing Mike's questioning stare, he lifted his dick and pointed at his slit.

"I will become like you?"

"Indeed. You will become a cross between genders - dick and pussy, both at your disposal to have fun with." The deity grinned, but after seeing the critical look in Mike's face, it quickly vanished. He cleared his throat.

"There is more...you will also become what you most deeply desire - sexually."

Another pause. This time, though, he was waiting for an answer.

"So let me get this straight...`` Mike started with evident disbelief in his voice ''...you mean to tell me that, if I accept your proposal you are going to turn me into a large breasted woman with a dick, is that it?" He couldn't help but blush furiously after saying that out loud.

"Yes"

It didn't take long for Mike to shake his head,

"You don't expect me to do this, do you?"

"Awww come on, boy! That's a real bargain! I don't make such offers lightly...."

Mike was still shaking his head.

"At least think of the possibilities: that hot chick in your school can be yours if you want. That star on TV also - it would be yours to take - only for the rather small price of having your own tits and occasionally telling someone to revere me. What's not to like?"

"You are really asking me that?" The deity regarded him with a confused glare. Fuck, he really doesn't know! That took him by surprise but he managed to improvise "Errr......I mean....my life would be over, right? It would mean throwing everything away I have right now. What about my family and friends? I don't want to trade that in.....And on top being a girl with a dick? Sorry, that would be just be.....weird....I guess..."

Iziel frowned.

"I see."

The deity seemed to weigh something in his head and slowly continued "Tell you what boy, in any other case that would be end of our little talk, thanks to Kaina's annoying rules....But for you, I will make an exception: I will empower you to switch your form between my avatar and your male human self. Only sex will be an exception. This, you will have to have in avatar-form...that's as far as I can go without Kaina interfering and lecturing me again about his stupid ideas of "fate" and "order" in the universe." He spat again, another yellowish ball of snot splashing onto the floor.

"Errr...okay. But, even if I accept your terms....how do I know you are telling the truth and not double-cross me?"

Iziel shook his head, "Kid....you read the book....you know the rules. We CANNOT lie when we are called like this, and though that might be one of Kaina's made-up "laws" I wouldn't ever dare defy him over this". "Except if I wanted to see my head on a spike in front of his palace, that is.", the deity added. "If there is one rule Kaina enforces, it is this one." Mike wasn't really convinced and had his brow lifted.

"Okay okay! I hereby assure you, that everything I said before will happen as I told you. No strings attached. No sex slave. No taking your free will. No arguing that prophet means sex toy. No turning you into I-don't-know-what just for the fun of it. Oh, and that revering part? You'll find that I'm very lenient when it comes to that. An occasional whisper of my name in somebodies ear when you are busy whoring and I'm already content - I promise. You'll enjoy it, you'll see!"

The deity crossed his arms, "Happy now?"

Mike slowly nodded. Everything the book said, had worked so far and that lying part had been especially noted as a rule, indeed. Also, while this whole situation was patently absurd, he felt that the man in front of him was indeed sincere in his offer - as crazy as that sounded....

"Allright, kid", the deity was licking his lips. "So, what do you say? Enhancing your life with endless sexual pleasure or crying yourself to sleep each night?"

Mike was frowning. The offer was definitely better than before and if what the deity was saying was true, he would certainly have fun. On the other hand, that revering part sounded fishy as hell. And - even more important to him - could he cope with having sex as a...girl...boy...thing? Even if it was only temporally? The thought still raised the hairs on his back. What if someone found out? No. That wouldn't happen if he was careful enough. But was it really worth it? Worth so much, that he would really take such a risk, such an incredibly naive shot in the dark? He suddenly remembered that Saturday a few months ago when he had been out with his friends at a nearby pub. A group of girls had been standing at the counter, one of them a beautiful fiery redhead. He had wanted her so badly, he had already imagined her nude in nylon stockings lying on his bed. But he wouldn't go over and try his luck. Instead, he focused on emptying beer after beer while his friends urged him the whole evening to go there. At some point they had succeeded. Drunk, he had walked to the girls and tried to start a conversation. Yet, they weren't interested at all, instead the only thing they did was poking fun at him. Each new mean joke about him hurting more than the last. When he finally decided to leave and drink the disappointments away, he realized that his friends, who should have supported him, were, in fact, also making fun of him the whole time. Granted, they apologized for their behaviour later on, yet their betrayal cut deeply. He swore that he would show them what he was capable of at some point - he wouldn't be the eternal lonely virgin. He would win. With this power, he could not only get this but the deepest pleasures of sex with it. And strangest of all, having a pussy of his own would allow for some.....interesting explorations, he quietly admitted to himself. Also, had this offer not been the whole point of this stupid ritual in the first place? Hell, he had even drank his own jizz because of it! He wanted to have sex so badly, and for some reason he was given an offer to have as much as he wanted, whenever he wanted - on favourable terms even.

It was an offer of a lifetime.

A true bargain.

He had to take that chance.

Mike straightened and met the deity's gaze.

"I accept your terms, deity!"

"HA!" A broad grin was plastered on the fat man's face, making the yellow teeth appear even more crooked than before. "Well done, kid! That's the spirit I was hoping for!". The deity gave Mike a pat on his back - so strong that he could barely keep himself from being thrown to the other side of the room.

The deity licked his lips. "So...let's get started with the binding!" The deity seemed anxious and was impatiently rubbing his hands together. Suddenly, a sensation raced through Mike's body. Like a short burst of electricity in burned through him in a timespan of just a heartbeat, pulling at his mind leaving him slightly dizzy. He twitched in surprise and earning himself a devious look from the deity. "Now that this is taken care of....let's get rid of those annoying clothes, shall we?"

"Wha...", Mike started to protest, yet immediately fell silent when he saw that his clothes were turning into some kind of black mist, rapidly dissolving and leaving him completely nude within seconds. The deity glanced over Mikes slender body with a wicked grin and took a few steps backwards. Putting his hands on his hips, his dick jumped to erection in a speed Mike would have never thought possible, the large organ standing straight as a spear, pointing directly at him. Somehow, he couldn't shake the feeling that the thing in front of him was more a weapon designed to kill dragons or gouge out eyeballs than something you could use to have sex with.

"All that talk has made me so fucking horny, boy. You can't imagine." the deity said, while slowly spinning his hips trying to look seductive, but instead spreading a foul odour of old sweat and the still present aroma of week-old wine. "Now come to daddy and give him a little bit of sexytime".

At that point, Mikes initial shock had given way to panic. Pointing at the deity with one hand and covering his manhood with the other he began to shout frantically: "Take it away! Take it away! That was not part of the deal, deity! Leave this place!".

The deity slowly stopped his spinning, regarding Mike with a confused glare. "That's odd". He brought his finger to his lips slowly nibbling at one of his almost black fingernails. "At this point, you should want nothing more than sex.....I thought I'd made sure of that.....hmmm.....maybe I'am just out of practice?"

He paused for a few seconds

"or...."

"Ha!" the deity barked, a look of pride in his eyes. "You are good, boy!". Seeing Mikes look shifting from thinly veiled fear to utter and complete confusion, the deity nodded assertively. "Yes, you heard right - even if you don't realize it: you just blocked my magic. Only the strongest minds are capable of such a feat". He grinned. "You will be a great asset to my team, I'm sure of that!" He licked his lips again. "And even better for you, I guess this means our binding will be on your terms"

"No I....!" Mike started again, but the deity seemed far too caught up in it's own words to notice.

"Although...."

Plain as day, he was enjoying what he was about to say,

"...I'am afraid you still have to taste a bit of Iziel's homemade milk for the binding to work".

Tested by all the previous confusion Mike was quicker to protest this time, though much more meek than he had intended. "But...you didn't say anything about that..." Mike began, "and.....I'm not into you....or dicks for that matter....."

The deity erupted into laughter, holding his belly with one hand and trying to cover his mouth with the other. "Not into dicks you say, kid?". He was laughing even harder now. "If I ever saw someone without any interest in dicks I would be out of work in a matter of days!". "No" he shook his head. "You know why many people just don't call upon me? It's because of that little "sacrifice" they need which creeps them the fuck out. You on the other hand...." A short pause filled by a large wicked grin appearing on the deity's face ".....did that readily, and accepted my offer without too much of a hassle. Face it, kid. You are much more curious than you'd like to admit!"

Mike blushed. As much as he hated it, what the deity was saying was true: a part of him always wanted to experiment - he knew that. But sex with a guy? He wasn't sure that it would ever do something for him, although he had indeed wondered how sex with a guy would be like. But no, he couldn't just...shouldn't.....wouldn't.....and that guy? Disgusting....! "But you are right - I might have failed to mention that the binding included sex with yours truly..." the deity continued innocently, "However...", that grin appeared again"....since I see that you are still a connoisseur of the female form... how about this?"

Suddenly, the fat man seemed to blur out of existence, a cover of black mist completely covering the spot where he had stood just a few seconds ago. But as fast as the whirling black mist had appeared, it vanished, uncovering one of the most beautiful women Mike had ever laid his eyes upon. Slightly smaller than him, completely nude with long, black hair reaching down to her shoulders, framing a perfectly shaped face with emerald green eyes and posh, dark-red lips. A perfectly curved, clean and completely hairless body enhanced this picture even more. Breasts large as melons - at least a D - stood on her chest: perfectly round, with their nipples the same dark-red as her lips crowned with the small golden rings he had seen before. Her skin was slightly brownish, reminding him of a hot Spanish senorita.

It was truly a sight.

In fact, it was a sight he knew: the deity looked exactly like the picture in the book.

Well, except for the ball-less cock standing erect on her crotch right above her pussy.

It was the same tool as before, he was sure: a long, at least half a finger thick shaft accompanied with a plump circumcised tip of a dark violet. Thankfully, though, it seemed Iziel had decided to reduce its length to somewhat more manageable levels making it look like an average cock instead of the WMD from before.

She put her hands on her hips. "A little bit more to your liking, I assume?", the deity was saying in an unmistakabely female voice and apparent seductive undertones. Her motion made her huge boobs jiggle slightly.

Mike was blushing furiously now, the "girl" in front of him was clearly hot as fuck - even with Iziel's little addition. This flawless, silky skin. Those wonderfully rounded hips. And those boobs.... He couldn't help getting aroused at that. His little friend also, who slowly rose to all the commotion. Barely concealing his rising maleness with his palm, Mike blushed even more, colouring his head in an almost purplish dark red.

This didn't go unnoticed by the deity. "I think I have my answer." the deity said, and slowly walked towards him, swaying her hips suggestively with each step. "Lets get started for real this time, shall we?"

Before Mike knew what was happening, the deity stood in front of him and he felt two hands violently squeezing his butt-cheeks. All of his body immediately tightened. He tried pushing her away using his sole free hand. "You didn't say anything about sex! I can't do this! You lied to me!". The deity pursed her lips, "Don't tell me you want to back off now, boy?". She loosened her grip and took a step back. "I never lied to you, everything I said is true....really. I just might have happened to leave out....some...details`` The deity began to purr. ''Trust me when I say that I had only the best intentions for the two of us....". Her smooth hands ran along her gorgeous body. "But if you really want to forgo all the fun you'd have today, just say one word and I'll be gone, I promise".

Mike swallowed. The deity smiled at him deviously. "Are you sure you don't want this?", she asked while her hands started patting her unbelievably hot boobs. "Hmmm...I guess, in this case I just have to enjoy a little fun time for myself, eh?". And with that she closed her eyes and started to slowly squeeze and massage her breasts, a short moan escaping her mouth within a few seconds. Mike's maleness throbbed. "I....I......". Fuck. Everything he wanted was right there in front of him. It was so tempting. But she lied to him and he didn't like dicks, god dammit! "Hmmmmm..." the deity purred again, a broad smile on her lips. Shit! Screw the risks! She was too fucking hot! He couldn't resist. Didn't want to resist. The offer was just too good. "...I.....I want you.....". Her eyes popped open again, regarding him with a certain sense of bemusement. "Are you sure this time?".

"Yes"

"Very good". Almost tenderly, she took his hands into her own, exposing his pulsing erect cock as she placed his right on her hip and brought the other right up in front of her boobs. "Touch them", the deity whispered. And so Mike did, his hand running over the silky round form, touching the erect nipple and the small hard ring attached to it, squeezing the soft, supple flesh ever so slightly - it was like a dream come true. Aroused as he was, his other palm trailed to her butt-cheeks, slowly groping her magnificent ass.

"Yeah that's my boy" the deity said with a content look on her face. "But I think we should make matters a bit more personal....". Gently, she started embracing him and slowly moved closer until their bodies were pressed tightly against each other. Mike's feelings were mixed: he could feel her boobs pressing on his chest - their huge silky forms snuggling against his body - but on the other hand, their dicks were rubbing against each other as well, constantly leaving dots of unexpected wetness on his belly - an alien feeling which he was rather reluctant to allow himself to get into. Trailing her hand from his shoulders up to the back of his head, she forced their gazes to meet.

There it was again, that deep unbelievably beautiful green well which had made him explode in pleasure the last time. This time, though, she wanted something from him and not the other way around. She pursed her lips once more, glanced at him anxiously and slowly closed her eyes - two green suns vanishing in a total eclipse. It was pretty obvious what she wanted.

Awkwardly, he licked his lips and slowly pressed his mouth down on hers. They immediately started kissing violently, tongues almost intertwined, darting in and out of each others mouth. The feeling was amazing: right from his first touch, sparks of pleasure seemed to flow through him, invigorating him and making him horny as hell within seconds. His hand started kneading her butt-cheeks while his other was searching frantically for some way to fondle one of her breasts.

If the feeling before had been like a dream, this, he was sure, was heaven.

But, it was not meant to last, as the deity broke their kiss rather abruptly, leaving Mike to dearly miss the amazing sensation. Something had stayed, though: he was still unbelievably horny. He knew that, at this point, there would be no more reluctance - he wanted her more than anything. Every little piece of her. Dick or Tit made no difference in his mesmerized mind anymore. This sudden revelation left him slightly worried, but the feeling was quickly buried under a thought of "Who cares?" fuelled by his intense horniness.

Meanwhile, the deity was smiling at him. A perky smile, as if she knew exactly what he was thinking. Even worse, for all Mike knew, she could have. Softly, she proceeded to untangle their tight embrace, leaving a bit more room between the two of them. All the while, though, she hadn't moved her hand from the back of his head and was now guiding his mouth towards her erect nipples. Mike complied joyfully and pressed his lips on her breast, sucking at her nipple avidly while fondling her other breast. Feeling the small hard form between his lips he couldn't help but wanting to touch his dick to pull himself over the oh-so sweet edge of orgasm. Yet, as his other hand tried to find a way to his manhood he found the spot suddenly occupied. The deity had been quicker, and had already wrapped one of her delicate hands around his member, moving it up and down giving him a much needed handjob. He moaned at the sudden onset of pleasure and began sucking her breast even more fervently while drops of pre dribbled down his dick.

"You are quite good at this, boy" the deity whispered after only a few minutes in. She was already breathing hard at that point and when he used his teeth to slightly pull at the ring, a long moan escaped her mouth. He could feel she was as close to the edge as he.

Without warning, the deity moved a step back, breaking off all sexual activities in a fraction of a second. Mike could only stare at her, utterly confused. Breathing hard, her silky skin was covered in beads of sweat enhancing her already gorgeous body with an even more enticing slick and glittering look. A shy smile crossed her lips. "I sometimes forget how much fun there is to be found in these two orbs....", the deity admitted, gently rubbing her breasts. "I almost had both of us go off prematurely...."

The shy smile slowly turned into the wicked grin he had already seen before. "...and we should reserve that for the following, don't you agree?"

Before he could ask what exactly "the following" would entail, the deity had straightened up and placed her hands on her hips, presenting her throbbing cock. "Time for the entree, kid"

Mike swallowed, but was already kneeling in front of her - his horniness allowed no thoughts of defiance to take shape anymore. Grasping the thick shaft in front of him with one hand and his own with the other, he started pumping. Slowly at first, but faster with each second, growing more and more enticed by the large slick organs in his hands. Pre started lubricating them rapidly, making his pumping easier as his hands got soaked with the sticky fluid.

"....ahhhhh....", the deity moaned again, "Nice work...but you can do better"

Placing a hand on the back of his head once more, the deity pushed his face towards the throbbing lance in front of him. And without a moment of hesitation, he accepted that invitation eagerly and wrapped his lips around the erect cock. It's taste was nothing that he could have expected: instead of some presumably salty flavour, the small layer of pre smeared across the shaft tasted suspiciously like honey. Sweet, viscous and undeniably tasty - and it was making him even hornier, filling him with pleasurable lust. A feeling so strong, that he couldn't think of it as anything else but a condensed form of pure passion. A substance so addictive, that he immediately craved more of it and began to eagerly suck the deities cock, tracing his lips along the tip and down the thick shaft, taking in every single centimetre he could muster.

With the tip of her cock pressing comfortably against the inside of Mike's cheeks, the deity began to move her hips, slowly grinding her organ inside his mouth. Meanwhile, Mike's tongue raced around the tool, teasing the deity to the best of his abilities while he desperately tried to find more of that delicious taste from before. Following up on her own movement and Mike's busy treatment she quickly started to pick up pace, moaning periodically from the rising lust inside her as Mike's tongue found himself to enjoy ever more quantities of pre dribbling from her delicious organ. She roughly groped her own breasts. "Ahhhhhhhhhh", the deity moaned loudly. "We are almost there!". Another loud moan escaped her lips. "Remember to drink up, kid, or the transformation won't start!". Her pace intensified. She started violently rocking in and out of his mouth with force, leaving him to desperately wrap his tongue around the thick shaft while he waited for the inevitable - his own lust ready to explode any moment he could taste her sweet seed.

And then she came: pleasure rippled visibly through the deity's body, heralding her cock shooting out a large stream of cum straight into his mouth in one large blast. Burning up with heat, he was overwhelmed by the pure taste of honey he had had already tasted before - only ten times more intense. He drank up all he could while a pleasurable warmth settled into his belly which quickly started to spread out into his loins. It was as if something had suddenly pushed a button inside him, forcing him to come: pleasure shot through him in waves, leading him to he spattered the floor with seed while doing his best to swallow everything the deity had to offer.

It wasn't long though that their climaxes came to an end and both their streams of cum slowly receded. Her cock relaxed, while Mike was still busy licking off any residue of godly seed he could find. Carefully, she pulled her dick out of his mouth earning a disgruntled sound from Mike who was a bit upset to have his new toy taken away from him so soon. Yet, despite his initial frustration, he realized that he was completely invigorated, with a feeling of warmth and complete satisfaction emanating from his gut. In fact, he felt absolutely great.

This, without a doubt, had been the best decision in his life.

He slowly rose to his feet, leaving him slightly disoriented at first while his mind cleared from the hazy mist of horniness. The deity was looking at him with a smirk on her face. "Can you feel the warmth, boy? Your transformation has already started". He looked down at himself and found that she was right: his form had become more slender and fat had been transferred away from his belly down to his hips. He was convinced that he even had less hair on his body than before. Mike couldn't help but blush once more when the deity continued "Listen, it gets even better: throughout the whole transformation you will be filled with a feeling of intense lust and your... downtimes... after an orgasm will be exceptionally short". "This means..." the deity put a finger on her lips, looking incredibly seductive, "...both of us will have a lot of fun together``

Mike nodded, this time it was him grinning wickedly as the thought crystallized in his mind, already feeling a familiar rush of blood into his tool. Screw that "best decision in his life". Best decision ever made by anyone anywhere!

The deity giggled. "Come on". She took his hand. "We will get you somewhere where you can get a better look at yourself". Pulling at his arm, she was dragging him directly towards his bed which, incidentally, had a good view on the large mirror hanging on the door of his clothing cabinet. A few steps and one forceful push later, he found himself face to face with it.

What he could see was pretty much what he had expected; his hair had lengthened and his face had smoothed, though, giving him a slightly feminine touch. His nipples also appeared a bit swollen, although his chest was still, by all accounts, male. Curious as to what was in stock for him, he slightly pinched. That proved to be not such a good idea as his touch sent countless shocks of pleasure through him leading both of his hands up to his chest in record time. Massaging his nipples violently, he was filled with lust as each new movement seemed to increase the intensity of the recurring shocks. He moaned loudly.

"Boy. Do you want to come without me? I'm slightly disappointed....", the deity whispered in his ear. She had moved to his side and regarded him expectantly.

Mustering all his mental power he managed to stop himself from kneading and brought his hands down from his chest. His head cleared again, and he realized that his nipples had swollen even more, sticking slightly out from two newly formed mounds underneath. There was no mistaking it: he was growing breasts.

This was going to get interesting, he thought and blushed.

"Very good, boy." the deity continued whispering. "Now, I think you will enjoy this..." A rough shove sent him straight onto the bed with his back to the mattress. With barely any delay, the deity jumped after him, quickly catching his dick almost in mid-flight and immediately starting to cradle his balls upon landing. "How about I return that favour from before....", the deity said, as she moved her body over his own, her face fixed on his crotch while her magnificent ass hovered above Mike's face. "....while you get something new to play with?"

With these words, her lips wrapped themselves around Mike's cock while her ass sunk down on his face. Mike did his best to keep her bottom from smothering him and succeeded in getting his mouth to where both he and the deity wanted it: pressing firmly against her wet, glittering slit. Slowly he began tasting her, running his lips around her slick entrance and teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue. His hand found its way to her strangely alluring member and softly ran along it - the feeling of the thick pulsing flesh somehow turning him on. Meanwhile, the deity had already gone over to her main dish and was almost violently sucking at his cock, sending wave upon wave of pleasure through Mike's body. Relishing in the building erotic sensations, Mike was getting bolder and allowed his tongue to sink into her, the taste of her juices the same honey-flavour from before. Soon both of them were moaning almost in unison - the deity from Mike's slick intrusion into her entrance and Mike from her magnificent tongue dancing on the sensitive skin of his dick.

Suddenly Mike yelped. Not because of the deity's truly divine treatment of his manhood but because of a familiar pleasurable sensation emanating from his chest. It seemed that his new breasts had decided to give themselves a growth-spurt and started to balloon out at an alarming rate. He couldn't help himself and both his hands flew to his forming breasts, massaging and kneading the expanding flesh underneath while each new second sent more intense erotic feelings through him. A long moan later, he started eating out the deity's pussy in an almost feral lust. He drove deep, sinking into her as much as he could, rubbing his nose along her clit and earning stifled moans from the busy deity in return.

It didn't take long before he couldn't hold back anymore: the taste of her magnificent slit, the wet lips running along his cock and the feeling of his new breasts swelling - sensitive flesh rapidly growing under his palms - pushed him over the edge. With a cry of pleasure, his manhood erupted and began to spew cum violently, large streams being pushed out of his balls which tensed up almost painfully. Remarkably, the deity came almost at the same time, her bottom pressing onto his face as her insides contracted, releasing a small amount of glittering lubricant from her pussy. The small stream slowly ran down the insides of her thighs, just ready to be licked away by Mikes eager tongue. At the same time, her dick pulsed and sprinkled his belly with her seed, leaving small hot dots on his skin. For some reason, though, the seed immediately vanished in small wisps of black smoke upon touching him. Not that he really minded, as his own dick was busy spouting very real cum into the goddesses mouth while his hips had started moving as frantically as the deity's did.

Their orgasms seemed to last minutes and when the sensation finally abated, both of them were left duly exhausted. Breathing heavily, Mike was still clutching his new breasts, his nails digging into the flesh almost painfully. With a grunt, the deity fell down onto her knees, bringing her ass to rest on Mike's belly. A drop of sweat trickled down between her tits. She seemed utterly content. "I think I should call you Loverboy from now on, kid...." she said while wiping a strand of her long black hair from her field of view. "...and as I see, you are coming along nicely", she added with a grin.

Mike blinked and seemed to realize for the first time what had happened to him during that last episode of orgasmic pleasure: when he looked down at himself he saw the body of a woman. His hands had become dainty, arms slender and every single piece of hair gone leaving only beautifully soft, pale skin behind. Where his chest had been slightly muscled and flat, he was now in possession of a pair of solid, perfectly round orbs of at least a D size with nipples standing perfectly erect against his palms, just waiting for a chance to be rubbed and pinched. Before, he had had a small roll of fat on his belly. Now it was just perfectly smooth and shaped like an hour-glass with the deity's dick resting on it in a puddle of pre. It happened. It really had happened, he thought in a moment of distraught clarity.

"Are we ready for another round?", the deity asked playfully as she ran her hands up to his new breasts and squeezed them slightly just below his own grip.

Mike moaned.

It was crazy.

Right from the moment of the deity's touch, his dick was gorging with blood again, yearning for his attention once more. Lust built inside him. He was ready for another round, maybe a minute after the last.

"....although...." the deity continued while biting her lower lip in an unbelievably sexy manner. "...your face still doesn't fit."

"I wonder...."

There it was again, that deeply intriguing look of green. This time, though, he felt as his inner self was reflected into those green wells - displayed on screens that made up the whole world. It was the same sensation he had felt before, only stronger. Much stronger. He couldn't help but smile as a feeling of pure calm and safety washed around him, into him, becoming a form of lust and leaving him in a trance of divine happiness.

That was, until she broke the gaze and threw Mike rather uncomfortably back into reality.

What the hell just happened?, he thought. At least, until he saw the broad mocking grin plastered on the deity's face....

"You are a naughty, naughty lad, loverboy...."

"What..what....did you do?" he started, startled for a moment at the high pitched girly voice he now possessed.

"I couldn't resist and looked what I was going to expect in the final part of your little transformation", the deity told him almost casually. "Turns out you were hiding something from me...".

Mike stared at her.

"Your deepest sexual desire is rather .... unique. So unique, in fact, that I will join you later on. Gotta try out something different sometimes", the deity said while her grin had turned from mockingly wicked to downright sinister. "As it stands our grand-finale will become quite interesting".

"What are you implying?" Mike managed to ask faintly while his eyes widened.

The deity licked her lips. "Well...remember what our contract entailed: you will become what you most deeply desire..."

Hit by the realization, Mike shot up onto his elbows, only mildly distracted for a second by the new weight on his chest.

"No! This can't be....I told you what I wanted!" he shouted in a mix of anger, fear and confusion.

The deity slowly put a finger on his mouth.

"Hush, little one"

Mike was completely dumbstruck and just stared at her with eyes the size of dinner plates.

The deity continued in an unexpectedly calm and caring manner.

"You didn't knew that you wanted cocks either till you sucked mine like a vacuum cleaner. Trust me you WILL enjoy it" As Mike was about to protest, the deity cut him off, still retaining that calm tone in her voice: "...aside from that, the contract is sealed now. Your transformation has begun. There is nothing that you - or I - can do to stop it now". She paused. What was that in her face? Regret? Compassion, even? Somehow her whole demeanour seemed awfully off from her playful lustiness before. "In the end, the only thing we can do is enjoy it".

Mike's thoughts were racing. That had to be a breach of contract. Or she was lying. There was no way he would be turning into something different. What did he like so much that he would rather have sex with than a beautiful sexy woman? It wasn't male that was for sure, the tits on his chest were proof enough of that....but what else....

"But...!" as Mike started up again, the deity interrupted him sharply "No "Buts" we will enjoy this together! You will see!"

With that, she pressed a deep kiss on Mikes lips sending thunderbolts of erotic pleasure through him. Feelings of lust arose in his mind once more, this time, however, to much more manageable levels. Somehow he could feel that the deity didn't make him as horny as before on purpose - it seemed she wanted him to enjoy the experience without too much of her magic. For what reason he could not say. He reluctantly returned the kiss, both of them savouring each others touch.

As she slowly pulled her lips away, the deity could still see the look of concern running deeply in his eyes.

"Don't worry, boy. Everything will be fine."

Her voice soothed and calmed him. Maybe it was the tone, or the speck of sincerity in her eyes but he couldn't help but trust her. That aside, what she was saying had to be true - that's what the rules said after all - it had been there in the book, right? Having a beautiful woman sitting right on top of him and the prospect of what was about to come did the rest of alleviating his doubts.

He gulped and slowly nodded.

"Excellent. Then we will go over to what you were waiting for the whole time...", the deity answered, her expression and voice having regained her original seductive tone.

Her hand vanished behind her back, wrapping her fingers around his cock once more. His tool had pulsated with need the whole time they had argued, he realized, as the deity began to pump, sending waves of pleasure through him each time her hand slid along his length. Each new stroke precipitated a soft moan. That wicked grin on her face once more, the deity slowly adjusted her position and moved her needy pussy right in front of his throbbing dick.

Ohh this was gonna be it! Mike was so excited that he didn't notice that his nipples and lips were darkening: their reddish-pink colour slowly being replaced with rising degrees of almost shiny blackness. He gasped in surprise as a peculiar sensation descended on him. It was as if a spark had burned it's way through his mouth. Not accompanied by pain, though, but by pleasure, as if somebody had just decided to hold an orgy between his teeth. Or, rather, INSIDE his teeth. It was utterly strange and it left him trembling for the mere second it lasted.

Something had happened, he knew. Something had changed inside of his mouth.

He probed with his tongue and outright froze when he touched a tooth. It seemed to have a different shape now, much sharper than before - almost animalistic even, he realized, as he ran his tongue over the others.

Wha...?, he thought as the discovery was creeping into his mind.

That was, until a certain wet tightness began to engulf his cock, immediately refocusing all of his attention to what was going on at his crotch. The deity was guiding his penis into her moist tunnel, savouring each new centimetre of dick with a smirk on her face which spoke both of pleasure as well as amusement. Mike couldn't help but feel the same, as small needles of lust were trying to murder more and more parts of his dick. After sighing softly when Mike's dick was buried completely inside her pussy, the deity moved her hips ever so slightly, carefully adjusting her position once more to start humping him immediately.

And she didn't wait one second: she roughly pushed him down on the mattress, caught his hands and placed them on her tits. With a broad smile on her face, she started rocking back and forth, rhythmically pressing her chest against his eager palms while her dick rubbed along the tender skin on his belly. Kneading her boobs dutifully, Mike was indulging in the pleasant feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her pussy: his dick parting her walls over and over again, the feeling of wetness as her juices lubricated his tool more and more and her slit periodically coming down to his balls pressing her gorgeous ass onto his hips. Each new beat intensified the ecstasy he felt and it wasn't long before he couldn't hold back and moans of pleasure started to escape his mouth.

"Close your eyes, loverboy. Before you get too startled by yourself, I'm going to join in and show you your little perversion. Don't be afraid!", the deity told him gently, beads of sweat covering her body again. As if to answer, Mike moaned from another stroke and closed his eyes, concern buried by the steadily pulsing erotic pleasure that engulfed him.

"Now brace yourself!"

From one moment to the next, her movements grew more vibrant as her pushes down his hips got equally more violent. Intrigued by the change, he kneaded her tits feverishly while he could feel hands coming down to his own to return the favour. That was, when he could feel something odd. Her nails seemed to be much sharper - almost cutting into his flesh - while her palms seemed softer as did, he realized, her tits. So soft, in fact, it almost felt like her skin was bathed in lubricant, so smooth and silky he couldn't help but wonder if the deity had indeed turned completely into silk. Yet, he could feel texture in her skin were there had been none just a moment ago. Small diamond-shaped tiles seemed to cover her whole body, he realized, as her ass pressed into his lap once more. Just a heartbeat later, his dick slid inside her once more - an undeniably tighter fit than just moments before, bending his tool in a slightly different way, too.

That was the point when concern sneaked up into his mind again.

As he was about to open his eyes, something smooth suddenly pressed itself down on his mouth and a wet, long intruder shot inside to taste him, delightfully running along his sharp teeth in the process.

Wait...What teeth?

Oh Shi...!

His eyes shot open and a black snout covered his view - firmly pressed onto his lips. It was kissing him, he realized in panic. Pushing against it as hard as he could, it pulled back and his lungs filled in preparation for a scream of pure terror.

Sitting on him was a monster.

A curvy humanoid body covered in smooth scales; Dark as obsidian except for a creamy white running from its neck down to it's crotch, completely covering it's belly and extending on the underside of a long lizard-like tail which slowly swished behind the creature. Sky-blue nipples poked out of an unsettlingly familiar double D-sized, scaly white pair of tits - his palms firmly pressing against them, he registered in shock. A smooth human-shaped dick in the same sky-blue as it's nipples lay on Mike's belly, throbbing in a puddle of pre. The creature's face seemed like a perfect blend of human and lizard, coupling a long but rather delicate snout with observant human eyes of a pale-green. Long white hair, even more pale than it's scales hung down to it's shoulders, adding to it's strange but distinctly female appearance.

A lizard-woman, he realized. Sitting on him. His cock buried inside.

As he was about to scream, a memory flooded into his mind.

Unbidden, he was thrown back into the past. Sitting at his desk, he roamed through the internet, searching for something to satisfy his newly discovered hobby: masturbation. Naive as he was back in the day, he clicked on some innocent URL to some forum. And he saw what he shouldn't have. The page was filled with weird pictures of human-like animals having sex in various different ways - so called furries as he came to know in time. In panic and utter disgust he had closed the browser immediately, not even daring to satisfy his own need for the rest of the whole day. As the years went by, he had forgotten that event almost entirely.

Except for one picture.

A bedroom in an old house. Quiet and tranquil. Walls and floor made of wood, A window on the left opening to mint-green fields. Rays of gentle sunlight falling inside, illuminating a pair lying on the large bed. A female fox on top of a gorgeous lizard lady. Boobs rubbing against each other. Eager claws ruffling through soft red fur. Paws gently running among smooth obsidian scales. Gazes locked, speaking of love and of boundless pleasure....

Mikes scream didn't come.

Instead, he gasped loudly.

It was obvious.

Despite his disgust, the picture had followed him around. It had been there all this time. Stalking him. Staying with him. He knew it and had always held it up as an example of disgust. Of things he had seen and tried to forget. Of things that should not be. Things that should never have been. Things that were insane. Things that were dangerous. Things that were just so.... wrong.

And yet.....

In that split-second of clarity, he began to realize that all of this had just been smoke and mirrors; a thin wall made of cardboard, designed to shield his mind, but tumbling over readily the instant his eyes had fallen onto that creature.

Deep inside of him there was more than disgust.

There was curiosity.

The same curiosity, he had been made aware of just today, when he had sucked "her" off while having the time of his life. And so, in that dark depths of his mind, he had always quietly wondered how that would feel, touching scales, fur, a tail and even a snout on such a beautiful female body. It had intrigued him and that deeply permeating promise of pleasure radiating from the picture had done its part in secretly turning his disgust into excitement; Transforming his thoughts from abhorrence into a form of ....... longing. He wanted to try it. Wanted to feel that exotic thing in front of him with all of this body and soul. Or in other words: he wanted to fuck the hell out of it.

That could only mean...

"I would have expected you to scream your lungs out by this point", the deity purred, her voice sounding a bit more raspy than before. Exposing a row of sharp dagger-like teeth in an attempt to recreate her typical grin, the deity added "May I assume that we aren't completely unhappy with the result?"

He looked at her sternly.

"Am I turning into a fox?"

The grin vanished, followed by a slow nod.

"Can we do something about it?", Mike asked with an almost completely vacant voice.

The deity's eyes shone with regret.

"Not anymore, no"

It was funny.

When he had performed that ritual just an hour or so ago he would have freaked out royally at such a prospect. But now? He felt strangely calm from the revelation, actually. He knew what was happening and, without a doubt, it made him sick. In fact, this whole idea and this whole new body of his already made him sick. What had he been thinking when he agreed to all of that?

But still......for all that insanity and frustration that was lurking there inside of him, he was looking forward to what was about to happen with a strange calm excitement. It had been a bargain. And every bargain is a risk. He had known that from the start and took the dive.

And he lost.

Now it was time to see what was in stock for him, right? Maybe there was more to be found than lost, even something new to be gained perhaps? He pictured his hand, turned into a furry paw now, slowly running along the scales of the deity's new skin. Down, along all of her curves until it brushed over her magnificent tail. His manhood twitched for a second.

There was only one way to find out.

"Are you unhappy?"

Mike shook his head.

"I think, I'm going to enjoy this" a faint smile appeared on his shiny black lips.

"Ohhh you tease!". The deity almost jumped him and pressed a deep lizard-kiss down on his lips again. This time, though, Mike could enjoy it, would allow himself to enjoy it. Carefully, he explored her new addition, savouring the feel of the animalistic structure, while deftly avoiding contact with her sharp teeth. In return, her long lizard tongue trailed along his lips, down into his mouth and almost intertwined itself with his own. Still interlocked, his hands set out on a journey, running from her tits along her new scaly body. Feeling the exotic smoothness of her scaly skin, her perfectly round and supple ass, as well as her new fascinating tail quickly brought Mike back up onto the levels of pleasure he had been on just a few minutes ago.

The deity slowly broke the kiss and started humping his dick again. He hadn't even noticed that she had stopped, eliciting another moan from him as she restarted her movements. Thoroughly enjoying her scaly body rhythmically pressing down onto him at this point, he almost ignored a small tingling sensation spreading across his body, soon covering him completely as if he had just entered a bathtub full of soda.

As so often today, the deity was the first to notice the significance as she started to giggle and proceeded to take her hands - or rather claws - off of his breasts, uncovering patches of white hair rapidly sprouting from his smooth skin. It was fur. Strangely delighted, he took his hands from her scaly ass and brought them down to his boobs, gently brushing is palms across this new expanding pelt of his. A bright white, it seemed to almost shimmer from countless blonde hairs woven inbetween the dense whiteness. It was unbelievably soft to the touch.

He didn't have much time to relish in the sensation, though, as the tingling from before had quickly turned into something monstrous: blades of pure erotic pleasure had begun to strike every single part of his body with a force he wouldn't have expected. After only a few seconds, he thought that he must have orgasmed about eight times, so strong was the sensation raging through him. Yet he didn't, and the already ridiculous amount of pleasure was still growing inside of him, seemingly with no end in sight. His mind was slowly drowned in a sea of bliss - the only thing important, he understood, was that he needed release.

So, he shot up, smashing his own furry boobs against the deities smooth scaly tits and pressed his lips down on her snout, forcing her into a deep kiss once more. Amused by his sudden eagerness, the deity responded in kind, wrapping her arms around his body, pulling him into a tight embrace on her own. As their hard nipples rubbed against each other, Mike's hips started moving, rocking up and down almost on their own, in an attempt to fill the deity as best as he could. His nose tingled slightly, growing black and shifting slightly forward. He didn't care, though, as the erotic stimulation was exactly what he needed.

After a few forceful strokes the deity pulled back, loosening her embrace with a soft sigh. She breathed hard, but managed to put on her amused, teasing expression again.

"Since you are so eager - why don't you do the work for a change?"

Before Mike could react, the deity rose from his lap - cutting him off from his source of pleasure in an instant. Long claws sunk deeply into the mattress as toned, digigrade and endlessly enticing scaly legs straightened upwards, towering over him. In his boundless need, Mike tried to catch her, tried to pull her back into him again, but she just giggled and avoided him with ease. Tying one seductive motion to the next, the deity made her way to the far side of the bed, instead, dropping down onto all fours right in front of the large mirror. What she wanted became apparent within seconds: she turned her head, regarding him with a wide grin plastered on her reptilian face and gracefully started to coil her tail around one of her legs, exposing her wet pussy in the process. It was still largely human, though the folds seemed to be replaced with white scales, glistening seductively from the lubrication - a temptation he could not ignore.

Mike knew what he had to do and scrambled up, trying to crawl his way towards her as fast as he could. But that proved difficult: every step made his need even more urgent while fur spread pleasurably all around his body, covering his hands and arms, as well as starting to grow down on his legs. His mind was close to defeating itself, the sea of endorphins almost shutting down even the most basic principles of reasoning. He just wanted to lie down and relish in what was running through him. Especially, as his fingers cut into the sheet, forcing him to stop for a second as he his hazy mind tried to find a way to pull them free. They had started to change, replacing fingernails with small black claws pointing out of his fingertips while palms and fingers grew sets of velvet-like black pawpads. They still retained their human appearance and flexibility, though and after some unnecessary seconds of undirected struggling, he succeeded; The promise of release couldn't simply be denied and he continued to stagger steadily towards the waiting deity.

And finally, after what felt like an eternity, his new paw-like hands ran over scaly skin. He jerked upwards and plunged into her with a single forceful stroke, burying his cock deep inside her tight pussy. Despite already panting heavily, he immediately started pistoning in and out of her - clutching her thighs as he used every ounce of strength he could muster to pull her towards him every time he jerked his hips forward.

They moaned almost in unison at the intensity of their mating.

As his release drew ever closer, his foggy mind seemed to clear for bit, leaving him to relish in what was happening. Never stopping his continuous movement he took a glance at the mirror again. Staring back at him was a perfect female body almost completely covered in fur right now, the only exception his lower back, feet and face. It's colour red-brown tinted except for his white front and black-furred hands. No surprises there, he noted idly - it had been a red fox on that picture after all. What surprised him, though, were that his ears had already changed into those of a fox, too: triangular furry shapes raised cautiously on the top of his head, twitching slightly from some subconscious input - they looked gorgeous, he realized with a smile, and went on to touch them, running his hands along their soft form - an alien but entirely enjoyable sensation.

Once again, he could feel that strange burning sensation running through him, heralding the next step of his transformation: A nub had formed on his lower back. Small as the bite of a mosquito at first, it rapidly extended into what was becoming his new tail. New spinal disk upon new spinal disk formed and pushed itself out of his backbone with a strange pulling that was unlike everything he had felt today. A feeling far from unpleasant, though. It grew longer and longer, bouncing off his ass each time he pushed himself into the deity again. When it had finally stopped elongating, his new appendage started to gently tingle and before he knew it, his fox-tail was complete: lush fur, reddish brown with a white tip slowly whipping from his movement. He could move it at will, he realized, as he curled it around his body and started petting the fluffy appendix with genuine delight.

That was the point, when his mind grew foggy once again. He could feel his feet reforming, becoming huge paws as they started to balloon out, but it was only for a brief moment until the hazy mist obscured these kinds of thoughts rapidly. The only things left able to part the veil in his mind were the intense feelings radiating from his groin and face, forcing him to close his eyes as more and more washed over him - pulling at him, changing him. Something burst to pieces; was ripped apart; twisted; reformed; combined into something new while another thing vanished; was sucked into him with force, leaving only more lust to fill the gaping hole. And what had been merely the flame on a small candle of ecstasy suddenly grew into an inferno, consuming him; trapping him in a hellish state of divine pleasure.

For an eternity it seemed.

For mere seconds was more accurate.

Sensations flooded over him: his body pressing against scales, paws digging into the mattress, his lungs almost empty while the last remnants of a sound echoed in his ears. He had.....howled? Opening his eyes, he looked down at a slender muzzle, covered in red fur and dotted with whiskers next to a damp, black nose. It was his own, he began to realize, as his deep breaths sent currents of air down along pathways and structures he hadn't possessed until just moments ago.

Blinking curiously, he twitched his nose, tensing the furred skin momentarily against the stiff new bones underneath. The motion made his whiskers slightly shake. As he tried to classify this odd new feeling, a long sigh resounded from an obscured part of his vision. "...hmmmmm....you are amazing boy....." the deity almost purred. Something was off, though - he was looking ... downwards? And since when was his hair so long that it could obscure whatever lay before him?

"...but you might want to pull back a bit", the deity added with rather forced amusement in her voice. Had she always sounded so muffled?

Slowly his mind got itself back into gear again.

His body was tightly pressed onto the deity's arched back, his tits lying on the underside of her tail which was now casually flicked across her body. The deity's snout had been uncomfortably pushed into the mattress giving her barely any room to breathe. By his own hands, he realized, which rested firmly on her shoulder blades. A feeling of warmth emanated from his cock, which was buried absurdly deep inside her at this point. That must have been one hell of a hard fuck, he thought with unexpected amusement.

"...would you mind?"

Startled, he tried to rise, but was surprised to find his reshaped legs suddenly relaxing instead of doing the opposite, sending him straight down onto his back with his arms flailing comically in the process. Fortunately for him, he came down softly on the mattress. A short moment of silence. Suddenly broken, though, when the deity started to giggle. She had turned around and was now resting her snout comfortably in one of her palms, clearly enjoying the dumbfounded expression on his face.

"After that show, I would have thought our parting to be a bit more ... romantic"

Mike growled.

"...hehe.....it happens, boy. Don't worry....." A lizard-tongue casually flicked out of her snout and ran across her lips "Your little idea really wasn't half bad, you know? You look....gorgeous and I'm hornier than ever" He noticed that her tail had started to swish behind her excitingly. "But we shouldn't start the next round before you didn't have a good look at yourself, don't you agree? Come." She playfully grabbed one of his hands and pulled him up, carefully guiding him out of the bed. Standing on those new paws was definitely awkward. Claws dug into the panels on his floor while his pawpads felt like he had put on the most comfortable shoe he ever wore. Still, balancing with that new footing wasn't easy and he was glad that the deity supported him gently as they rose from the bedside. Only one step later, the deity moved behind his back, granting him a clear view on the large bedside mirror he was standing in front of.

Truth be told, he shouldn't have been as surprised as he was when he saw his reflection in the mirror. He had known how he was going to look, yet seeing this new body of his in real life - moving, breathing and feeling every single one of its sensations - left him startled. Black nipples poked out of round D-sized, furry breasts of a creamy white. Red tail shyly coiled around his equally red furred left-leg. Seductive and curvy female body. Long blonde hair falling down to his shoulders. Delicate yet undeniably fox-like long muzzle. Dainty paw-like hands and digigrade feet. The only thing off was his crotch: his penis was still human-like, but had turned charcoal black accompanied by a strangely long tip lacking any sign of foreskin. His balls weren't visible anymore, the scrotum having drawn back towards his body, it's only indication two small dents among the lush white fur of his crotch.

As this image had worked its way into his mind, he couldn't help but feel a rush of blood to his head, which would have, in other circumstances, left him blushing furiously. He had to admit it: he was looking goddamn hot. Just the thought of grabbing his furry ass stirred something in him - he needed to explore this new body of his.

So, a hand went down to roam along his fur while the other thoroughly inspected that new muzzle of his: he touched his unexpectedly cold nose, proceeding to let his hand run along it's slender form, right across his temple to finally brush through his silky blonde hair way up to his new ears. He unwrapped his tail and gently moved it, letting the fluffy shape dance around his hips and legs. His ears twitched gently. All these new sensations made him smile. They were so different; So exotic and exciting that he was only to eager to explore their depths. No wonder it wasn't long before one of his hands found a way to his breasts, gently pinching one of the black nipples. The touch sent a tingling pleasure down into his member, immediately ending its short period of non-erection. The thought of his velvet-like pawpads pleasuring him appeared in his mind and drove his other hand down to his crotch, wrapping itself around his new tool and rubbing said new pawpads against his reformed flesh.

A soft scaly hand was placed on his hip. "You really like it, I can see it..." The deity pressed her boobs into his back and rested her snout on his shoulder. "Yes....Yes I do...." Mike replied, still smiling through his own muzzle like he was in a dream. "There is something left, isn't there?"

The deity snickered. "Observant as ever." she brought a hand down onto his own, gently stopping him from jerking off. "The following is usually what my acquisitions enjoy the most. We shouldn't waste it...", a long tongue flicked out of her snout and faintly touched his muzzle. Determinedly he broke the deities grasp and turned around to face her. This time, it was his turn to grin: "I want it. Now."

With a look of pride in her eyes, the deity almost commanded him: "Then come! Lay down before it gets started without us!"

Showing no sign of his previous uncertainty, Mike immediately took a leap onto the bed. He rolled on his back, pulled his legs up and spread them wide, presenting his erect cock to the world around him. "What are you waiting for?", Mike asked with evident mockery in his voice.

"You surprise me again, loverboy. In the most positive way imaginable....."

And as quick as he, she shot to him and pressed her body down on his own. Boobs snuggled, cocks rubbed and scales and fur brushed against each other when they kissed. Snout pressed on muzzle, their tongues explored every sharp tooth and every single centimetre of tissue available. A kiss of pure passion, which seemed to last hours instead of seconds. When they finally broke, they shared just one glance. A glance that spoke unequivocally of the deep craving of what was about to begin.

The deity wordlessly pulled back and cupped his crotch with her palm, massaging it gently as she started to lick his reshaped manhood. Mike couldn't help but sigh from the teasing slick lizard tongue, darting at his new and more sensitive member. Especially, as slowly and steadily, the familiar burning sensation started to appear once more. This time, though, focused on his groin: under the deity's touch the rest of his scrotum was being sucked into his body - his balls pressing inwards. And somehow, he could feel them melting into his flesh, their essence transforming into an outburst of more of the burning sensation rapidly flowing inside of him. A churning current, forming flesh and rearranging his insides wherever it went.

It was utterly strange, making his belly feel strangely bloated, like it had just turned into something inflatable that was slowly filled with gas. But that was just an image in his mind - something to make sense of an ecstatic sense of emptiness and erotic pleasure that the current carried through him. Even more so, as the deity's massage suddenly found structure where there had been none before. Flesh parted as supple lips emerged, forming a way inside his new womb. A small button-like form grew with a tingle - it's sensitivity made him shudder in lust every time the scaly palm touched it. His new clitoris, he knew, and his grin grew even wider.

Without warning, the deity's fingers dove into him, eliciting a loud surprised gasp from Mike in return. The feeling was amazing: the intruders pushing apart his inner walls whilst pressing against his new organ from the inside didn't compare to anything he had experienced with his manhood. Condensed pleasure struck him at the touch. "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeesss...." he moaned, as he started to move his hips to accommodate the deity's teasing hands, not caring what her sharp claws might do to his new parts.

The deity didn't seem surprised, though, and handled her clawed hands perfectly, letting them sink into him with caution whenever his hips rocked forward. Meanwhile, she had ceased her teasing and was instead sucking away at his cock eagerly, her snout tightly wrapped around it.

Mike felt intoxicated from the sheer amount of pleasure, even more so, as no matter how high he climbed this time, the mist from before stayed away, leaving his mind clear to experience what was happening to him. And, suddenly, there was a climax - not from his new addition, though, but from his dick which rapidly emptied into the deity's snout. However, his pleasure hadn't abated. Quite the contrary: a fire was blazing in his loins, an inferno of burning sparks swirling around in his belly, irradiating his insides with boundless ecstasy. Still, their motion was regular, almost apathetic in it's simplicity. They seemed to wait for something. And Mike knew exactly what that was.

The deity did, too: she slowly unwrapped her snout from his tool and pulled her wet fingers from his depths. ''Ready, loverboy?". She licked a small rest of cum from her snout.

"Please....I need it...." Mike almost begged her, spreading his legs even farther apart than before. The deity quickly placed herself above him, her glistening pre-soaked dick pointing seductively at his entrance. "I will go slowly."

And with that, she lowered her scaly bottom; the tip of her sky-blue cock sliding into his untested passage. The feeling immediately made his muscles tense, it was everything he had hoped for - and more. As the deity's dick made its way inside, the sparks ceased their almost tired stirring and multiplied - amplifying the pleasure of his walls parting to accommodate the intrusion; He felt the rest of his new insides grow right in front of the deity's tool.

Had he had any amount of air left in his lungs from the sudden gasp that escaped him right at the start, he would have screamed out at this point. However, the only thing he could do, was relishing in this sensation of pure ecstasy when the muscles in his body tensed up even further, letting him feel every single centimetre of invading dick as well as every ounce of newly formed organs.

As he thought his body had to burst, the sparks began to dissipate, leaving Mike to feel strangely empty but also decidedly calm and content.

He was complete.

And it felt amazing.

Not only because the transformation had left him horny to the brim but also since it had somehow left his sexual organs in a state of almost absurd awareness: he could feel the deities dick in it's glorious entirety, the mere presence sending unprecedented jolts of pleasure into his mind. He knew that every motion he would do, would cause pleasure beyond everything he had experienced today. The crowning moment of joy, his grand-finale, was about to start.

Those thoughts lasted only the fraction of a second.

His fists slowly unclenched, releasing the sheets he had violently gripped and almost torn apart with his new claws. The intrusion had made his whole body tense up, he realized, as his muscles started to relax. Not for long, though; Almost in that same instant, the deity pulled back and withdrew her dick to his entrance, only to thrust into him once more in one fluid motion. He tensed up right again as his nervous system was almost shut down by a burst of pleasure. The walls of his latest addition parted again, letting the whole organ twitch. His tunnel seemed to faintly oscillate, periodically shooting large quantities of endorphins up into his brain. It was its own miniaturized orgasm. And it came again, again and again as the deity started to pump in and out of him, leaving Mike to gasp in unison with the strokes.

Holy shit, if that was what women feel, how can they do anything else but fuck?, he faintly thought as his hips started moving in accordance to the deity's ongoing treatment. He could feel his walls pressing down harder onto the invading cock each time her tool hit bottom. A pounding that got more and more intense each time. So, like the onset of an avalanche the oscillations running through got equally more violent, slowly starting to resonate throughout all of his insides.

A hand reached up to the deity, groping a scaly breast while the other dug into her back. Feeling her scaly muscles upon each new stroke, the hand slowly made its down to her butt, gently squeezing her ass and pushing the deity towards him with each new move. The deities tail swished behind her, periodically pressing its side against his palm, it's soft exotic form turning him on even more.

And like the breaking of a glacier the oscillation grew beyond his new pussy and spread through his whole body. A sensation like he was standing right in front of a giant electric bass making the depths of his belly vibrate in ecstatic pleasure. Mike moaned even louder then, and as if to answer the deity immediately quickened her pace.

His orgasm was approaching and Mike wanted nothing else to happen in this particular moment. Both his arms closed behind the deities neck, desperately clinging to her in some attempt to pull her even deeper into him. Simultaneously his legs shot up, criss-crossing around the the deity's ass with the same intention.

Feeling the warmth and smoothness of her scaly body, the vibration grew and grew until everything he felt seemed to flow together, focusing itself on his groin. He came. Hard. His legs tensed up as never before, burying the deity's cock in his pussy with unparalleled force, his walls clenching tightly around it, squeezing it periodically in an attempt to milk her for everything she had. And she had plenty, as he could feel himself being filled with her hot seed. In the same instant, his own rushed into his dick, shooting a long stream of jizz straight on his furred body.

And the climax lasted.

Longer than he had anticipated - even accounting for his previous experiences today.

A minute or two perhaps where his new organ tensed up almost painfully, each new contraction sending a shivering pleasure through him and eliciting a new drops of cum to appear from both his own as well as the deity's pulsing cock. His canine tongue lolling out of his muzzle, Mike took in everything he could from the sensation until he almost flowed over with it, delightfully paddling in a lake of ecstasy.

But it couldn't last forever: the feeling slowly died away, the vibration faded and the flow of endorphins ran dry, leaving him to sink back onto the mattress utterly exhausted. The deity pulled out of him and pretty much dropped down right next to him, panting as heavily as he did.

"That was..." Mike started with a detached smile on his muzzle.

"...great" the deity finished. "I haven't had that much fun in years". She rubbed her snout against his furry boobs. "You really live up to your name, loverboy". They cuddled for a moment, just enjoying each others presence as the trembling remnants of her lovemaking subsided. Not for long though, as Mike's new entrance started to gently tingle. A curious look revealed wisps of black smoke rising from his orifice. His pussy was .... smoking? "Don't worry, boy. My customers get to have my essence only once - deity policy" the deity assured him with a smile. "But you know.....there are other things you can get more than once...." She stretched her body seductively, her hand expectantly trailing a circle in the sticky fur between his breasts. That hideous beast. "If you are up to it, that is...."

Mike grinned.

***

He woke.

Fuck.

What a night.

Mike didn't know how many times he came during the hours following his first experience with this new body of his. At some point he had just been completely exhausted and pretty much collapsed into the deity's arms, falling asleep immediately. Ah yes, he remembered: The deity had told him something about a great idea she had. Drunk from pleasure and half asleep he had accepted without hesitation and the deity... well ....had slid her tail inside of him. It didn't take more than a few seconds to bring him to his last climax at that point.

Something nearby rustled faintly.

He opened his eyes staring down at his red and white furred muzzle. That was good - it really hadn't been a dream, like he had feared dimly in the first seconds after waking up. There was that sound again. He lifted his head. The deity had turned back to her old - meaning human, fat and mostly male - self, standing just in front of the bed and was busy buttoning some white shirt Mike hadn't ever seen before. She...no .... he seemed much more awake and vibrant than he remembered. The dark circles under his eyes had disappeared and his beard looked almost combed in contrast to the hairy mess from before.

Mike sat up, a long yawn escaping him in the process. God, that felt strange, Mike thought dimly as he twitched his nose again. He still wasn't used to that feeling of having a muzzle.

A bit startled the deity turned around. "I didn't want to wake you..." What was that smile on the deity's face? It almost seemed ... coy? And the tone of his voice strangely caring, like in that episode from before. Something was off, Mike realized drowsily.

He shook his head. "Don't worry"

The deity looked at him and slowly nodded. "Good.", he closed the last button on his shirt and proceeded to slip into a pair of trousers seemingly belonging to some kind of suit. "Okay, boy. Listen up." the deity started as he pulled the pants upwards and tried closing them. "Undoubtedly, Mr. I'm-so-important Kaina has already noticed my ....errr .... special offer to you. And as certain as my dick still hurts from yesterday, Kaina will be angry.... a lot. " he paused while fondling around with his belt somehow trying to fit his huge belly inside of it - to no avail. "Fuck!" The belt landed hard on the far side of his room. Keeping his pants up with one hand, the deity continued as he saw the questioning look on Mike's face. "Look, I have to get to Kaina and try to calm him down - I will come back to you and show you how to handle everything from now on. But I can't waste anymore time before..."

A polite cough echoed through the room.

"Oh Shit!" The deities eyes had grown wide.

The cough was followed by a slow polite voice, seemingly coming from everywhere at once

"If I may interrupt your little .... get-together"

The air flickered and his room seemed to compact, shrinking in on itself and distort ; it was as if the very reality of his room had just been dislocated. Only for a brief moment, though, as everything returned to normal within seconds - except for the small man suddenly standing in the middle of his room.

It was a man of asian origin. Rather small, about a head shorter than him. He was old, maybe in his 50s, with neatly combed short black hair showing the occasional strand of silver. Round glasses covered a pair of cold unmistakeably pale blue eyes. He wore a dark blue pinstriped suit accompanied by an equally dark blue tie. Completely unfitting to his businessman-like appearance, though, was a curved sword hanging down from his belt in a sheath made of blue and black tiled leather.

Mike rose, slowly moving to the front of his bed, coming to a halt right next to the deity. Why and how, he couldn't say. Except that something told him it would be appropriate somehow.

"Iziel ... I see you have been .... working ... again lately" the man said in a casual tone. Not the slightest hint of a smile on his face.

"Save your act for someone else, Kaina - I know exactly why you are here" the deity grumbled with barely contained anger.

"My my my Iziel. At least let me introduce myself first"

The man turned towards Mike, a slight smile playing along his lips as his icy glance wandered across the completely nude anthropormorphic vixen standing right in front of him. "You must be Mr. Lewis. You certainly picked a rather....unique shape for yourself, I must say. It will be rather interesting working with you that's for sure" the man shortly paused and shook his head. "Ah, where are my manners?" A polite bow followed. "I'm Kaina - God of laws and the natural order, supreme ruler of the circle of gods and protector of the multiverse - a pleasure to make your acquaintance"

With a slight nod, he extended his hand. Confused, Mike reluctantly joined the handshake. Yet, upon the first touch, an electrical shock struck him. A short and painful burst that was over in a heartbeat. Whatever it was, Kaina didn't seem to have felt it, and the handshake ended as quickly as it had begun. The smile on the man's face suddenly distorted into something utterly cruel. "Since we have this out of the way, let me congratulate you to your recent promotion - Mr. Lewis you will be the new Patron of Love from now on. Effective immediately"

Mike blinked.

Pants fell onto the ground.

"What's the matter of this, Kaina?!" Iziel shouted with his eyes widened. Instead of turning pale, however, his head was coloured in a shade of red reminiscent of a ripe apple.

The small man slowly turned around. His body straight as a spear, icy gaze and cruel smile locked on Iziel like a predatory animal in front of it's prey.

"Iziel, this little jape of yours today has been your last chance. There will be no more exceptions. Every single year, since millennia, I had to put up with you constantly bending and breaking my rules. Violating every single one of them and jeopardizing the order of the whole multiverse on a regular basis"

The air around around the man began to fizzle and crack, turning slightly blue from a myriad of small electrical sparks.

"This situation will now come to an end"

"Ha!" the deity barked, "So you finally decided to fuck with me, eh? Do you really think that you can replace me with another of your little schemes like all the others? I have the backing of every single one of those windbags up there --the council will reject it!"

"The council will decide what I tell it to" The blue aura around him intensified "It always does"

The deity replied with forced laughter. "You really want to do it the hard way, then..." He nimbly shook off the pants between his feet and raised his fists. "Don't think I will go down easily. In fact...", the deity continued with a sneer, "I will enjoy punching that arrogant smile from your face"

Kaina, however, just stared at him intently - his body remaining completely motionless.

"So, you wait like the little coward you are." The grin grew broader. "I won't" And with this, Iziel jumped at him in a speed Mike would have never thought possible. Equally unexpected, the small man dodged the jump and was nimbly avoiding each of the subsequent blows the deity tried to land, almost dancing around him like it was the most natural thing in the world. He didn't even bother to take his hand off the hilt of his sword still dangling from his belt as his body continued to whirl around, one fluid motion following the next.

Mike had backed down to the back of his room the second stuff had gone out of hand. He had almost fallen over his new paws in the process, and was currently trying his best to press himself into the bookshelf at his back, staring wide-eyed at the events that were unfolding in front of him. Shit!, first some insane ritual, turning into some crazy half-human creature, impossible amounts of sex and now he had two gods fighting next to his bed. This sure is one hell of a day, Mike thought as the small man jumped to escape the deity's knee, transforming the jump into a somersault in mid-air only to perfectly land about a meter away from the deity ...and it's still getting weirder...

As the man touched the ground, though, he immediately straightened up, crossing in arms in front of his chest seemingly not caring one bit about the deity who was readying himself for the next charge. "That was a good exercise to get the blood pumping - your weakness for physical combat I could always count on...." The deity ran towards him, fist raised, face distorted by even more anger than before "...but that's enough for today". The blue aura suddenly enveloped the deity - freezing him in the middle of his attack, caught in a net made of streaks of azure lightning. For all Mike knew, the deity should have fallen over from his impossible posture, but for some reason he was bound in place hovering there as if the laws of physics seemingly just went out of order.

".....how did you?!", Iziel gasped with visible effort.

"You were right, Iziel. The council wouldn't ever accept me just taking your power like that." the man almost casually told him as he strode over, finally standing maybe half a meter away from him, face devoid of any expression except for a cruel smile playing around his mouth.

"If you were to willingly give them away on the other hand....."

The smile turned into a downright sinister grin.

"You see, I have watched your little acquisition for years now, preparing for just this moment, calculating what you and Mr. Lewis would do. And I was right. I knew that you can't hold yourself back no matter what and I knew that you just needed to break one of my rules. All it took for me then, was to get Mr. Lewis to intake some Ambrosia before you two....hooked up. Just a small quantity slipped in, just at the right moment...." His hand suddenly held something. It was a can of soda, Mike realized. It vanished in a wisp of black smoke as quickly as it had appeared.

Iziel's face visibly paled.

"You felt that something was off, didn't you?" the man continued with cruel enjoyment. "But instead of seeing it for what it was, you wallowed in your own arrogance and mistook it for something you'd rather see. Mr. Lewis might be many things but a Conduit he is not."

"No! You cannot do this!", the deity yelled, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

"Oh ... but I can - and it's about time to end this." Quick like a snake, Kaina's hand shot down and grabbed the hilt of his sword. There was no mistaking his posture now.

"Don't!" Mike shouted. But he was too late: blue steel gleamed for a second, leaving a silver crescent in it's path as it cut through the air, aiming right for Iziel's head. Yet, it froze immediately upon touching his throat, it's edge pressing on the soft flesh so tightly that each movement would undoubtedly cut into him.

Kaina held the sword with otherworldly calm as he continued "Don't worry. I won't let you off that easily. Your body is still immortal and I might need you again - later on. I think a few millennia on some border world will cool your head a bit. Maybe then you are....a little bit more susceptible"

The deity's eyes had widened with a look speaking of utter and complete despair. He started to yell in panic. "No! No!! You cannot leave me like this! Not in this ..... shape!". Drops of blood trickled down the blue steel.

The man started to laugh. A sound as cruel as his smile from before. "What's wrong Iziel? I thought this body was what you most deeply desired? The thing you had wanted all the time? And you signed the contract, after all...." The laughter grew into obscenity. Into a caricature of that of a real person.

Mike was shocked. Right in front of his eyes, that man had transformed into a James-Bond-like supervillain. It was patently absurd. Yet, what should have been amusement, had immediately disintegrated into genuine fear at the sight of the deity's face - a face so distorted from absolute and complete terror it could have been a mask. His tail reflexively hid between his legs, as the only thing he was able to do was witness the rest of the events.

"When I took you in all those millennia ago, you were nothing but a little slave girl, full of lust for her cruel master. A thing so utterly broken; craving for love like an addict`` With maniacal laughter pouring steadily out of him, the man continued ''You were perfect for the job! And I just used you like the little tool you always were!"

The blade pressed into the deities flesh just a little bit more, turning the few red drops into a slow trickling.

"...but you had to betray me."

"No Kaina I didn't mean to! Don't! PLEASE DON'T!" the deity screeched in panic.

The laughter vanished.

"Now you will pay the price"

With a motion so fast it was nothing but a blur, the sword returned to it's sheath, leaving the man with his arms crossed in front of his chest, one hand absentmindedly running across his chin.

"Goodbye Iziel"

"DON'T! I..." A howl of terrified pain and then...silence. The deity had just vanished, leaving nothing but a few crimson streaks smeared across the floor.

The man slowly straightened and carefully adjusted his tie, before turning his gaze on Mike whose claws had started to dig into the wooden shelf behind him. The eyes falling on him were dead calculating pools of icy water. Yet, it was nothing but a surface that could only thinly mask the boiling madness buried beneath.

"Mr. Lewis, I think we have much to discuss."

Maybe it hadn't been such a good bargain after all.