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Making sure the world stayed in order was a god's job, and with thousands of gods observing the planet at any one time you would think that they would protect the planet from any disruptions. Sadly this wasn't the case as the gods of earth had become lazy, and rarely lifted their fingers to protect the small inhabitants of their planet.

This was true for the gods who'd lived for a few millennia, the ones who had spent far more time observing the creatures of earth were constantly vigilant in making sure that large threats were averted. Usually astronomical dangers, and people upon the earth that risked the threat of upsetting the boundaries of civilization.

Then there were the younger gods, ones who'd only been around for a couple hundred years. In that branch, was a young god named Tylviar, and he smiled as he watched a male couple kiss one another. The gods were strange in how they portrayed themselves, usually as the gods grew older they stopped trying to become a certain sex or gender, and became more than that. The very young ones though loved to interest themselves in the pleasures of the creatures on the planet, and as of this century humanity had evolved into more animal forms rather than the pasty creatures they had once been.

Tylviar had always loved men, and though his sibling gods tended to mock him for it, he'd many times dropped onto the earth for some tastes of the males on the planet. He didn't consider himself a woman though, it didn't feel right for one such as himself to take on a female form. After watching the humans evolve into their new anthro forms, he'd taken delight in choosing a specimen he believed to be good for himself.

A lot of the other gods mocked him for his excitement in the humans' evolution, but Tylviar just shrugged off his siblings' remarks. He'd adopted the appearance of a dragon, though he had to tone it down sometimes when going down to earth as not to draw too much attention to himself, though he had accidentally earned himself some suspicion during a "meeting" at a dance club and leaving a rabbit with a pair of horns after an explosive end to their "meeting". The rabbit didn't remember the encounter that well, though he was making good money from his recent discovery as him being the world's first anthro Jackalope.

Tylviar had gotten scolded by his father several times for consorting with the humans, as they weren't supposed to directly interact with them. Though the dragon had been told this several times, he and a few of his direct siblings had touched down onto earth without their father's notice to enjoy the human lifestyle. Recently some of his siblings had become bored with the humans though, and had started to cease caring about the planet and its inhabitants, but Tylviar had yet to lose his interest, and didn't imagine that happening anytime soon. "Tylviar," his brother's voice surrounded him, when they weren't on earth they didn't technically have physical forms, unless they chose to.

Tylviar was practically always in his dragon form, unless it was meeting with the ancient gods. "Lyvi," he said, having noticed his sibling's approach. Lyvi had always wanted to be male when he was younger, but he was starting to grow bored with the attachment of gender, so he'd started to take on the non-gender specific terms that their predecessors used. Technically for Tylviar to use father to gender his predecessor was incorrect, and he'd been scolded many times for using the term, but he didn't mind as long as he knew who exactly ahd created him and his siblings. "What is it?"

"It's the ancients, they're calling us together," Lyvi said, and without another word they disappeared from Tylviar's presence. To be honest he wasn't sure where they inhabited, as they could all see the earth, but they didn't reside in space. The gods lingered in their own sort of limbo world, but there was no physical approximation for it. To be quite honest it hurt to think about for Tylviar, but he just pushed it aside as he changed his position to the space of the ancients, and his physical form vanished as they all joined a sort of conglomerate.

"Welcome, children," the voice of the ancients spoke to all within the space. "We have gathered us all together to tell you that in one earth day, we shall be departing from the earth planet," it spoke, and then all of the gods were back in their own spaces. It was blunt, and the ancients' space was blocked off from any from entering as soon as it was made.

Taking on his physical form, Tylviar shocked himself as he screamed in rage. It'd be a long time since he'd done something so childish, but he couldn't resist the rage as a few storms on earth suddenly formed on a perfectly sunny day. It had been far beyond his own time since the last planet move had taken place, and according to his predecessors there had been rage among the ancients then, but now across the universes there were many more gods who'd inhabited planets. "No! I will not leave earth," Tylviar hissed, his body shaking with rage as his energy caused a tsunami right near Hawaii. "This is absolute bullshit," he hissed the human curse, his physical form threatened to disappear on him as three other gods appeared in his space.

"Tylviar, you need to calm down," his brother Serin said, having taken on a Griffin's form. "You're angering the ancients, you just need to take a deep breath and relax," he said, lowering his hands in an attempt to appear his enraged brother.

The dragon glared at his siblings, and for a moment even thought about locking them from his space, but as his sister touched his shoulder he finally relaxed as she sent cooling thoughts to him. Tears formed on the brim of his eyes as he looked at the replice of the earth that sat in his space, and clenched his hands. "This... can't be so. I don't want to leave," he said, his siblings quiet as he reached out and made the storms that had appeared vanish.

"Tylviar, I know that you're angry. We all are suffering, but we can't risk angering the ancients at this point. You know as well as us that free will is a choice the ancients allow us, but if we disobey them then they can make you into one of the Demis," Hari said, quietly stroking her brother's wings. She'd taken on a bluebird's form as she had made herself god of the birds, which while not sounding like the most important job surprisingly became important as the weather of the planet became unstable and the bird population became panicked.

Miserably the angry dragon nodded, folding his arms as the fourth of the group shivered. "The ancients have summoned us once more," he said, and instead of being allowed to make their own way they were all forced into the ancients' space. This time the group of gods that had once been relaxed were now agitated, and Tylviar felt the taste of anxiety as the ancients made another announcement.

"Those that don't follow us may stay on earth, but they may never leave the planet. This is the decree of the ancients," they said, and then once more the children of the great gods were expelled forcefully.

The four were once more in Tylviar's space, but they were all feeling less anxious as the time on the earth went fast. For gods a day was very short, almost ten minutes in human time to the great gods. "Are we staying?" Mert asked, his canine eyes glancing at each of his siblings. It was not answered as they felt the power of the ancients sweeping over them as if requesting them to follow in its wake, but the gods abstained from joining, and they all flinched as they were smacked by the great gods' power. Their immortal existences now to be ignored by their family, and they waited for the drain of great power to vanish from earth's atmosphere.

With a prod of his power, Tylviar found that sixteen other gods had stayed, but the other hundreds had vanished. The earth was left with twenty gods, and Tylviar sighed as his siblings looked at him anxiously. "What happens now?" he asked himself, feeling let down by his family as night set upon earth.

***

Being a god enthusiast on earth wasn't that surprising as the gods had long explained to earth that they existed, and it wasn't too surprising whenever some miracle happened on earth, like a Jackalope making his first appearance after a sexual encounter with a god. The human race had tracked gods for millennia, recording what gods looked like, what their names were, and what gender/sex they portrayed as. The shock of the century though was when the gods announced that they were leaving, and that night there was a rain that lasted for three days. The loss of godly power had left the earth in a temporary lurch until they were told that twenty remained who would take care of its people, but a fear remained that these twenty gods would leave just as the rest had.

Now Travis, a simple lizard man had an obsession with a god. One that he'd been keeping track of for a very long time, one by the name of Tylviar. He'd tracked the god through photographs, records, and his many encounters with the men of the earth. With special tracking equipment that he'd gotten on the black market, he'd been within five miles of the dragon at one point. Sadly the god's presence had caused the device to short out, and he'd been left in New York City with a broken tracker, and twenty five dollars to get back home. It was a very long walk that night...

The lizard had been frightened to hear that the gods were leaving just as everybody else was, but his mind was on one in particular. When the twenty had shown themselves, Travis had pumped his arm in excitement to see that Tylviar was among them, and a plan suddenly popped into mind, one that he didn't think he could ever even contemplate before.

Since the gods had shown that there were only twenty of them, suddenly crime had risen to ridiculous amounts. Before they had been careful as the gods had kept them in check, but even with their power the gods had a handful keeping track of billions of lives. Ninety percent of the humans that committed crimes were caught, but there was that ten percent that got away with it. Each of the gods had shown though that if anything got away from them, it was never murder. Threats, or attempts at someone's life was met with an immediate capture without doubt.

Travis had learned this from watching someone pull a gun on another human, and immediately Mert the wolf god appeared and with a growl of anger he pulled the human away in a flash of light and the human was put in jail without hesitation. This gave Travis an idea, and though he felt bad about it, his cravings for the dragon god were growing out of control, and he couldn't stop himself from hatching this plan. With some connections in the black market, he started to develop a material that could hold a god, and a special project that he didn't allow anyone to witness in case of the gods finding out.

***

Two years after the rest of the gods had left, Tylviar returned to his space as the world suffered from a hurricane. The gods were annoyed at themselves at having gotten so entangled in human affairs as they were expected to save them all from every emergency, even natural disasters. When the humans had an earthquake there had been hell to pay as Tylviar was called out by the president of the country to pay reparations for not coming to save the people injured, but the dragon had disappeared without a word and when he got home had cried as he remembered the pain and fear that he had felt during the disaster.

Each of the gods had once dispersed the pain and misery that happened during natural disasters and terrible incidents in the past, but now with only twenty gods they were forced to take a large brunt of pain as humans committed terrible acts, and the world itself turned against its inhabitants. Tylviar had grown tired of feeling so much pain and being blamed for so much after the twenty had started taking care of wrong-doings on the planet below.

The dragon sniffed as he felt another life extinguish, the thirteenth in a few minutes, and though it was the natural progression of life to watch a life disappear was always so painful. For a while the young god held his head in his hands, and for the first time in two thousand years he stopped the flow of time. He felt his siblings retreating to his space as the earth stopped spinning, and nineteen concerned gods appeared in his space. "Tylviar," he heard, but he just shook his head quietly.

"How did they do it? How did anybody handle the pain of these humans alone?" he asked, thinking about how the ancients had started new civilizations. His brothers and sisters gathered around, and they all sat in a circle around the earth. None of them wore clothing as they didn't think themselves so presumptuous to give themselves some sort of icon, or make the humans think they were superheroes. All they attempted to do was make the world a better place, but the pain was growing on them in the mere two years.

With a sniff Mert looked over at his sibling, and the dragon felt a warm pat on the back from his sibling's power. "We need to do something, or else we're going to go insane," the wolf said, turning his attention to the rest. "There are only twenty of us, and billions of humans."

They all nodded, Tylviar was the one hunched over in pain though. When the other gods had first left, the dragon had volunteered to take the most of the pain of humanity, but it was becoming near impossible now. The others had told him to hand over his portion, but he was hard pressed to let another god handle the weight. Now though that he'd stopped the flow of time, they knew something needed to change. Standing up, one of the youngest and cockiest of the gods, a bear by the name of Pori looked over his siblings. "Why don't we just give the pain back to the humans, and stop suffering for them?"

There was shocked silence at his suggestion, the gods had taken the humans pain so they didn't have to feel pressure, so the idea was both out of the question and... extremely enticing. "It will stop Tylviar's pain..." Mert said, looking at the dragon with concern. Murmers of agreement, but the dragon held up his claw.

"We can't... we have a duty to protect the h..." he was cut off by the bear though, Pori wasn't about to let the dragon kill himself with such a ludicrous amount of pain.

"No Tylviar, starting today you need to relax. I know you love the humans, but you're going to kill yourself this way. Immortality we may have, but you will collapse under humanity's weight. It's time for them to take their pain," the bear said, and the other gods agreed. The dragon felt the pain lift for the first time in his life, and tears of relief came as time started on earth again, and humanity screamed out for the first time as their guilt became their own once more.

***

It was a wave of pain, and anger, and stress as humanity was forced to live their pain. Gods were called upon to claim their pain again, but no answers were given. The gods disconnected from earth as police started doing their jobs instead of letting the gods do it, and they were forced to live their lives without the influence of the gods. Murder was the only thing that the gods still disallowed, but now every menial thing was ignored by the great gods lingering in their domain.

Travis found himself crying a lot as the stress and anxiety hit him from the god's release of stress, but he continued to charge forward in his plan. His biggest worry was that he might not get the right god in his plans, but he concocted a plan to fix that up. He had everything set up as the people of the world went crazy for a bit, and he became afraid that everything wouldn't work, and even guilt started to set in from his idea, but his excitement was too much. So after a lot of planning, and a night or two of throwing up from his fear of everything going down the drain, the lizard put his plan into action.

Carrying a suitcase, he went to a local gay bar. He smiled at the bouncer as he gave the big bear a kiss on the cheek, and he was able to bypass the line. Travis had set up a rapport with the bar's owner, and the bouncer so he could get in easily without waiting for hours. Stepping inside he got to work getting a few guys together in a group around him as he'd found out that drinking a bit, and drifting into the dance floor gathered some of the bigger guys fast. "Oh you guys," he giggled, watching as some of the guys bumped into one another to try to get to him faster.

Though Travis was happy to be desired by so many guys, he was also feeling sick with anxiety as he knew it was almost time. At first the lizard had thought that murder attempts usually attracted random gods, but after a lot of studying of attempts after the stress landed back on the earth he'd discovered that they had a cycle per day of who got what day's problems. In fifteen minutes, it would be midnight, and it would switch to Tylviar's turn. He had plenty of guys gathered around him as he led them over to the bar where he asked if they could see the back room, and have some fun. The bartender agreed, and opening up the backdoor Travis smirked as the drunk bunch wandered in, and he pushed the bartender in before locking the door. "Everybody get out, or these guys get it!" he screamed, pulling a gun out of his suitcase and shooting into the air.

The effect was immediate, and there were feet pounding as people ran out of the club. The room cleared up as Travis sprinted to the door, and locked it before turning to smile. There standing in the middle of the room was Tylviar, and he didn't look happy. "What do you think you're doing?" the dragon asked, the room shivering with the power of his presence.

Having not actually drunken any of the shots of alcohol he'd bought tonight, Travis was glad that he didn't pass out in excitement at seeing the god. His pants grew tight around his crotch as he took a deep breath, and smirking he walked around the dragon. "I'm doing exactly what I set out to do, god," he said, his fingers shaking nervously as he snapped open the latch of his suitcase.

"You want to be thrown in jail?" Tylviar asked, his brow furrowed as he watched the lizard walk around the room. The god wanted to understand why the humans would ever threaten each other, as the gods were perfectly fine with one another. "I don't' see why you would ever try to kill another human!" he hissed, his power making Travis stagger.

"No, I don't want to go to jail," Travis said, sighing in relief as he got the thing from the suitcase and it dropped to the floor before he threw the gun aside.

Tylviar sighed as he stepped towards the human, he wasn't going to waste any more time. He'd been watching a date in France before this came up, and since it was his day to do the work he'd warped as soon as he heard the alert. "Just come with me, lizard. If you're good then you don't have to worry about staying there for life," he said, and as he walked towards Travis he smiled as he saw the lizard sag and let his arms flop before him. "That's a good h... what the?!"

Upon drawing close the god screamed in shock as the lizard snapped a collar around his neck, and he roared in anger as he tried to pull it off, but... it wouldn't break. "Too close..." Travis sighed in relief, sighing in relief as the dragon stomped around with the metal band around his neck starting to glow. "Now you're mine," he said, his voice quiet with excitement as the god turned his gaze upon him.

"Do you think you can do this to me, and expect me to let you go?!" he roared, but suddenly his knees buckled and he found himself on his knees. "What the fuck?" he asked, and blinked as a substance sprayed like mist from the collar and coated his hands and neck. "Huh?" The spray turned out to be a black glossy substance that stuck to his talons, and though he tried to flick it off it wouldn't move. "What is this?"

"The metal is made from a special metal that I watched one of the gods had problems with. Apparently its density while light enough for you to carry away, is too much for you to break. The substance... well that's something that I like personally. It'll make an already gorgeous specimen, even better," Travis said, smiling from ear to ear as he drew close to the god who couldn't raise from his knees. "The knees... well that'll be explained in due time."

For a moment Tylviar figured he could turn into his non-substance form, but the idea alone made him freeze up as a jolt of electricity passed through his body. "This is impossible... how have you made something like this?! I'm a god!" he shouted, trying to struggle as the black goo started to spread like a pool across his scales. Up his neck the goo pooled, and it didn't take long to wrap up his muzzle, and when it reached his mouth the god was shocked as his mouth was sealed over and turned into a seamless mask. Small holes were left for his nostrils, though he really didn't need it since he was a god. He clawed as his muzzle, but that just drew his gaze to his hands which though once were red scales were now a silky black that seemed to shift. Underneath his body was becoming the same goo, and the god grew angrier.

Now that the god was detained momentarily, Travis let his hostages go through a hatch he'd left in the room so he didn't have to let them see the captive god. The other gods would've know their sibling was in danger, if not for the fact that he'd set up a special jammer that could block their vision. The three years of research had amounted to him being prepared for his new captive, and he grew horny as he finally stripped off his clothes revealing his eret penis. "Thank god... well... actually thank you, Tylviar," he said, leaning down to look the god in the eyes.

Tylviar would've attacked if he could, but as the black goo spread he found his body starting to relax more and more as the goo spread. When the goo got to his eyes two black lenses slid over them to cover up his eyes, and a rainbow of colors started to play right into his gaze, and even if he closed them the light was bright enough that he found himself unable to avoid the bright rainbow. His ears were covered as well, and the goo flowed right into his mind where a new mental link was connected into his brain. The goo tried to fry it with his powers, but it was coated in filaments of the same metal that made his collar.

Looking at a device that had pinged upon contact of the goo with the god's brain, Travis put in a few commands. "Alright, time to start training you my sexy, god," Travis said, giggling gleefully as Tylviar's chest actually grew more buff with the goo traveling over it. He'd wanted a nice buff god, and though Tylviar was nice already he had programmed the goo with a very certain body type he had in mind. Though Travis couldn't see the god's regular eyes any longer, he had a plan for his eyes once the lenses had done their work.

Over the dragon's wings the goo spread, though rather than just a regular black he allowed it to turn red so it wasn't just a sheer layer of black over his gorgeous god. It didn't take long for the goo to cover the dragon's whole body, and then Travis hit a few more buttons on the machine to make a few more edits. Now a new set of armor started to form out of the goo, over his new muscles a layer of red plates appeared, and his tail clinked for a moment as it lifted to allow the metal to surround it. His toe claws were serrated metal now, and over his crotch a plate with a seam appeared.

Tylviar struggled to move, but his body wouldn't respond to any of the commands he gave. His brain now was starting to receive messages that played right into the god's conscious, and he shook his head as he tried to get it out. "Tylviar, you are a sexy slave to your great master, Travis," it said, and the god nearly laughed if he could have because it was such simple programing. The lizard couldn't possibly imagine it would work, but he didn't realize how powerful the mechanics that had been implanted inside of him really were. "Your powers were always in you for a reason, as were your desires for men. You weren't to be some god who helped humanity, but rather to serve your grand master, Travis."

Underneath the new layer of skin, and armor the god's insides slowly changed from organs and muscle into pure latex. Tylviar still retained his powers, and he attempted to flex them, but they were locked by the collar. The rainbow colors became brighter and brighter as Travis found himself ceasing his struggles as he stared into the beautiful lights, and his mind started to crack open. "Your love of men will surpass any other, and with your master Travis, you will enslave your fellow gods, and all of them will take on the form of male dragons." Tylviar knew that he should be able to beat this, but his mind was starting to betray him as it started to accept the poisonous words.

The doors to the club shook as people tried to get in, but Travis wasn't afraid as the doors were built very sturdily as he had been told by the owner of the club. The god had finally stopped struggling, and was oddly still as small breathes escaped from the nostril holes of the dragon.

"You are the sole property of Master Travis, your name is not Tylviar. You are God Unit One, and you will do anything Master Travis asks of you. Your manhood belongs to your Master, so whenever he wants sex you will comply with any of his requests," the programing finished, and finally the rainbow colors dissipated. The lenses slid down, and God Unit One's eyes glowed red.

For a moment Travis was dumbstruck as the god gazed at him, and then he cheered in delight as the doors to the club swung open with police officers running in. He looked down at the machine in his hand, and saw the thoughts of his new slave. "Your commands, Master Travis?" God Unit One asked, and Travis grinned.

"Make the humans into dragon drones, God Unit One," Travis said, and the god nodded before standing and turning. He merely gestured, and all of the anthros stopped with a confused look on their faces before they all threw up black goo. Within moments they were all coated in pure latex, and they all bowed.

"Master Travis," they all intoned, their voices all stoic and male.

Moaning in delight, Travis stroked his penis in joy as he saw the god turn to him once more. "Good work, now you know from your programming what my next command in," Travis said, his eyes glimmering with glee as the corrupted god vanished, and appeared in his space. With a command all of the gods appeared before what they thought was going to be Tylviar, but they were shocked as they were locked in the dragon's space.

"Tylviar, is that you?" Pori asked, the bear god shocked just as God Unit One focused all of his power on his fellow god, and the bear shuddered before throwing up the goo. Around his neck the same collar as the first god appeared, and soon instead of a red dragon, a gold dragons stood there in the space. "God Unit Two understands directive," the message went to all of the god's minds, and they tried to attack the two dragons, but the powers merely bounced off of the two God Units.

Down on earth Travis' new drones were changing other anthros with the mere touch of their latex skin, and the lizard laughed as his drones spread the infection. It took three days for his God Unit to return, and by that time the city was mostly under his control. Twenty God Units stood before him, and Travis came as his ass was stuffed by one of his drones. "You're all perfect!" he laughed, watching as the twenty male dragons bowed before him.

"Master, your God Units are yours," God Unit One messaged, and Travis tittered as he sent away the regular drones.

"Fantastic... now open your crotch plate, God Unit One," Travis said, and the dragon nodded before standing and his crotch slid open to reveal a draconian red penis. Throbbing with need, and Travis laughed as he beckoned the god to come closer. "God Unit One, starting today I need to be a god too if I want to truly command this world. I want you and all of your fellow God Units to fuck me into being your leader God Unit. I want to control this world, and then the universe..." he laughed, and bending over he screamed in delight as he felt the first dragon's penis pierce his ass.

***

Earth's inhabitants stood before the grand God Unit, the king of them all. All were Dragon Drones, and they were all male. The God Unit Prime stood with his twenty servants behind him, and with a message across all of the dragons he watched as they took off. The God Units had explained to him that due to the nature of their staying on earth, they couldn't leave earth. The drones on the other hand would go out to planets across the universe, and infect the gods of the other planets. God Unit Prime chuckled as he sat on his throne, his twenty God Units looked to him. "What do you want us to do, God Unit Prime?"

"Have sex," God Unit Prime said, and the twenty males proceeded to get into the positions that they were used to. God Unit Prime would watch for now, and chuckled to himself as he imagined the gods of the universe succumbing to his will. For now though... he would enjoy the pleasures of being the new ruling God.