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Chronivac Version 4.0

Jacob excellently accidentally creates a theological sexualized punk dysutopia

Jacob thought about it and went back to the living room next to the computer.

"Emily, please come here." Jacob pleaded.

"Yes, honey?" Emily responded and walked to next to Jacob while holding Chris in her hands.

Quickly Jacob made some changes to Chris and really wanted him to disappear from here. With swift types he made sure to keep "eye" on Chris while he might be stuck somewhere close. Chris once again rapidly shrank down as Jacob pressed the enter -key.

Chris cried momentarily until a cord popped out from Emily's crotch. This cord attached itself to Chris's stomach and violently dragged him towards Emily's crotch. With a quick 'slurp' -sound, Chris was inside Emily.

While the balloon in Emily deflated just a little. Emily's expression looked dazed.

"Is something wrong?" Jacob asked.

"No." Emily responded while staring into nothingness. "I just had a thought... Like something is missing?"

Jacob started to smirk. He knew that Emily's mind could be little fucked up right about now. Jacob wanted to have little fun with Emily and made her a virgin. Even with her 7 months year old Chris in her abdomen.

Emily thought that she had become fat and feared that she wasn't good enough wife for her husband.

"So, what was the thing you wanted to talk about?" Emily asked while trying her best to hide her stomach.

"I just wanted to ask if we could have some little fun tonight? Just two of us." Jacob said with a obvious wink.

Emily just looked confused and didn't get the message.

"You mean, like, game of monopoly or...?" Emily asked with inquiring tone.

Jacob quickly looked at the computer to checked something and then responded.

"No, Emily. To put it bluntly. I meant having sex." Jacob responded harshly.

Emily's face became red as a tomato and she started to look elsewhere.

“But you know I am fat... And what if I get pregnant... And what-" Emily muttered rapidly.

Jacob quickly looked at Emily and sighed.

'I need to make you more confident. I can't take your indecisive nature...' Jacob thought and with a minor changes Emily calmed down.

She changed her body position and she looked more confident.

"So? Little Jackie wants to have some sex with mommy, hm?" Emily said while trying to act cool.

Jacob checked the computer once more and saw that the changes had made Emily a "bad bitch". She was still virgin, but to be more "confident" she had to act like one. Jacob noticed that Emily's blonde hair turned more black. Tattoo's appeared around her body. Her pink dress turned more black and she was wearing lingerie.

"Ah, shit. The fucking food!" Emily yelled and run to the kitchen.

Jacob started to feel left out when her "wife" looked more a punk band singer than a wife.

'I guess I made her too confident, but then again. It's not a bad thing." Jacob thought

'What else I should modify on her... Sexual partner were zero since she was a virgin, but... She has had more fun with herself as a counter balance. Perhaps I should change your occupation from that of now bartender from former paralegal To sex cult matriarch!” Jacob haphazardly pressed the enter key and his whole world began to erode and change.

The building around them became a big beautiful architectural behemoth of a Gothic chapel the sliding bay view windows bent and reformed becoming intricate stained glass mosaics of deeply depraved and often unworldly sex acts. Jacob began feeling nervous as he felt his clothes dissipate from his body leaving a draft to come in looking over at Emily he was appalled to find her black lacy lingerie had become nothing but a black lace thong With segmented platinum and sapphire studded belt leading to a gold and diamond encrusted strap on and lastly tiny leather pasties clinging on to her large pert nipples As various pieces of elegant jewelry began adorning her wrists, neck and fingers. Her body becoming completely adorned in tattoos becoming a profoundly illiterated woman. Her tattoos becoming murals depicting their fuchsia skinned, Three headed (Each one displaying a level of visual gender Characteristics one being bearded with a unicorn horn penis and strongly masculine the other being androgynous with a vagina for a mouth, and the last one being hyper feminine) The sex demon’s body was cartoonishly curvy, stileto-hoove hybrid feet, 8 breasted three cock having(Including the large pointed one protruding from her tailbone) hermaphroditic succubus God and additionally what it’s worshipers believed as what happened and what will happen starting with the birth in creation of the earth to their apocalypse called ‘The smoothening’ where everybody’s genitals were going to melt into their body. The pot of food on the stove altered becoming a boiling cauldron in an artisanal full of a viscous bold black and green fluid. The confident woman began chanting in Latin in a low reverberating murmur.

Jacob Felt a glossy opulent gold and silk robe adorn his body with nothing else hindering him from the rampant orgies that will inevitably take place, Having moments ago been a sexually frustrated virgin and trying to remain stoic and not freak out as his friends house continued abandon It’s natural course of reality and violently warp around him. The cauldron became elevated upon a vast stage a pulpit appearing in the middle of carved enchanted jade engraved with animated and writing nude warping and fornicating human beings in the throes of ecstasy Becoming different shapes sizes and species some of which weren’t identifiable hybrids.

Freaking out and peeing himself as he ran up a distended marble staircase to the former living room to see the computer had vanished On the brink of tears Jacob felt a strap appear around his wrist fearing for the worst and expecting shackles he was pleasantly surprised seeing a highly futuristic and advanced smart watch appear with the program intact and loaded up. Jacob clenched his head remembering a distorted reality of being a demented sex pope and ruler of A vast empire resembling a fetishistic bazaar version of a demonic Vatican located in what was Waitangi, Chatham Islands, New Zealand Before their daemonic sex deity transformed it into fetishistic badlands That bordered a quarter of the earth ensconced in high Barbwire walls the desperate humans of the world trying to wall up of ripped tether into a dimension of unbridled debauchery and sex. He briefly began to panic feeling his urine saturate his robe when suddenly they became dry His bladder blowing out pushing out his stomach as it swelled with preposterous amounts of pee his robe bowed open a crotch length with a naked very frail, saggy, pudgy, thinning hair, thickly made-up old woman with bad skin Had her mouth inhumanly wallored and distended Larger than her face her body hanging limp as she desperately continued her task of suckling at your pissy member moaning and chortling deviously yet innocently as a form began to fill with growing fat. Suddenly not panicking Jacob remembered this woman was Mrs Corrigan his former piano instructor going strong at 105 years old. The corrupt sex clergymen simultaneously remembering her as Imogen the oldest and frailest member of his congregation who has resigned her life to her fetish of drinking piss and for some weird reason he couldn’t shake this being an immense honor for her. Feeling the purple and black energy rush through you this time emanating blindingly Jacob was able to snap to both realities leaving him fully aware but also fully perverted and corrupted. His balls act as he felt divinity surge within them suddenly like he was unable to help it he’s member stiffened to bizarrely disproportionate levels becoming 10 feet with minivan sized testicles. His testicles contracted as a copious amount of semen mixed geysering into the toothless woman’s mouth the ancient urophiliac’s eyes widened Briefly stopping moaning and pleasuring herself as surges of electrical tingles ripple to her body. Suddenly she began rapidly regressing in age her accumulated mass shifting around. Her depressed drooping dark nipples that formally pointed down to her groin firming up with the nipples becoming pink puffy and gum drop shaped As her former be cups swelled to Emily’s E cups Then the size of her head and then GMO gigs-watermelons, unbothered her posture straightening up As she subconsciously pushed out her firming sculpting dairy air as her glutes puffed up becoming the perfect mixture of firmness and fat and becoming juicy and heart-shaped, her paperthin pale skin becoming seemingly flawless and regaining its sun kissed complexion, her Waze pulled in as her hips flared becoming extremely curvaceous, her thin white hair becoming a voluminous jet black As all her loose skin wrinkles and lines vanish almost completely her skin becoming taught with Slight smile lines definitely betraying her resting age of 45.

Jacob looking down and gasping Wondering when the orgasm and transformation would stop wondered strangely enough as the woman’s teeth remained on accounted for. Pulling away Jacob Stared in both arousal and terror knowing that the deity was about a surge fourth. He saw her skin become fuchsia and he knew what was going to happen And semi-nervous about interacting with his new boss could only watch next as wings sprang from her back Her arms stretching and her hands distending and warping becoming painted pink and feminine elongated daemonic bread hooks. Imogen Corrigan Clenched her head As it split into three lobulated warping masses forming gloopy mouths that began breathing heavily as her memories began to warping to stand as her mind split into three and began gradually handing itself over to the hyper sex demon Her three various heads gaining definition and characteristics becoming transitory gender stages popularized in the stereo typical human profile but she was nothing typical about her The lumps of fuchsia flesh forming each one developing their own hairstyle with the hyper masculine one developing a crew cut with it’s ZZ Top beard raised became his hairline it receding a bit as like a unicorn horn a fuchsia penis worked its way out of his forehead. Her gonzo watermelon hyper breasts splitting up into four pairs The budding pair above her navel being D cups and ranging up to Gs as the future heads finished forming. Stretching upward meeting the eye contact of his emissaries height of 50 feet and musculature surged outward the toned woman’s body became curvier and feminine Yet toned and powerful Rapidly being hidden as it formed under ballooning female curves the demon’s body becoming downright voluptuous towards the end as a fat 11 inch member threaded it’s way out Resting proudly and erect above one of her eternally wet vaginas. Jacob was mildly petrified and probably would’ve coward if it wasn’t for the fact that upon forming her hyper feminine Strawberry blonde highlighted platinum tresses and permanent high cheekbones duck face with petite nose She began arguing in a soft buttery alto with the masculine dick head who began barking back in a gravelly baritone The androgynous one with shoulder length red hair merely drooled sex juices and gurgled having an aroused vagina for a mouth it’s eyes darting back-and-forth. The masculinized and feminized heads going at it Jacob should’ve been petrified at the subject matter of the conversation but for some weird reason he was jubilant as the feminized one continue to try to portray the argument that it was time for Emily’s virgin birth While the masculinized one was growling about the pews being empty during the ceremony.

F: “We need to be thankful..”
M:”We need to be worshiped!!”

Suddenly the former neighbors and surrounding townsfolk we’re resting comfortably in the pews all of different ages sizes and diversity’s decked out in fetishistic pleasure sex outfits appeared before him. Wincing partially remembering seeing even his own brother, sister, mother and father. Everybody in the crowd simultaneously got hit with arcing purple lightning that flowed like tapwater from the sex deities elongated hands and begin morphing becoming overly made up hermaphroditic over the top hyper enhanced porn star women of different colors, Some weren’t even tones a human being could acquire like teal all different shapes and sizes Aging up to 20 and beyond some of them staying at their ages or becoming older as milfs became cougars. Their zombified silence becoming a static wall reverberating moans of multilateral pleasure as each participant began invading their neighbors space and pleasuring one another slurps and squish noises abounded as the fornication became increasingly depraved and free-flowing

Jacob feeling a twinge of guilt looked down at his high tech smart watch sighing in relief as he began pulling up the 3Dprofile of the amalgam demon he had inadvertently created.
‘ADRENALTHAX: The embodiment of sex... Age 800,000,000,000 years old, gender both/none....’

Suddenly with a breath he moaned from Emily Jacob broke his focus as the multilateral orgy became violent. The morphing warping fornicating multicolored sex worshipers becoming different and throws some of them were natural predators Upon biting or climbing they’d find their sexual partners becoming emulsify jelly and warping with them then becoming either a humanoid middle aged plus sized SSBBW woman with angels wings that ascended in a Icarian flight encircling the monolithic temple like eagles or becoming Enchanted transformational sex toys to be adorned and utilized by priests and priestesses. The gruff demented witchy tattooed matron Emily grabbed her daemonic sex deity boss.

“Let Momma in on the fun master ADRENALTHAX!”

The demon’s three heads looking initially coy began moaning in bellows of two and a inverted audible gargle from the middle. Emily began bucking her hips wildly thrusting her divine strap on into the sex deities clenching anal cavity. Emily having become a giant mystical sex goddess was far too enamored to see her belly swell back to it seven month proportion and then begin the balloon in size until she had problems entering her boss. Stopping mid thrust the large robust illustrated hermaphrodite felt her thong, pasties and sex toy belt disintegrate into dust.

Screaming and giggling bellows of demented pleasure from the pain Jacob watched in horror as a newly formed Chris crawled his way out. Aging rapidly into his former 10 year old version but standing at an immense and whopping 15 feet tall.


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