All three of the golden men had been standing by like soldiers awaiting commands, their entire bodies held perfectly still by the wills of their masters, still except for their massive pecs slowly rising and falling, and the slow swelling of their cocks.
"Kappa, fuck Dale until he gains 10 more pounds of muscle, and you three should then fuck this new man to begin his transformation."
Suddenly, the 6'10" and easily 380 lb behemoth of a tribal idol broke free of his trance. A wry smirk came to his face as he eyed the helpless Dale.
"I'm gonna finish you off, boy!!!!" Kappa roared.
You could see the hunger in his eyes as his 12 inch red bull came to full mast. You could also see the fear in Dale's eyes. Suddenly freed too from his magical immobility, Dale held out his well-defined arms, trying to fend off the muscular brute.
"Don't!" his boyish voice cried as he backed away from the advancing Kappa. Though these past two weeks of being pumped full of semen in his mouth, ass, and obsidian studs have robbed him of much of his mental acuity as he bulked up to become the jock he never was, he still could remember his home, his school, and his friends. He still wanted a chance to go back to his old life, even as he felt a fire coursing through his bulging veins that he never could have imagined before becoming Ilpatana, golden fountain idol to the tribe of Ilpat.
His twin brother Jesse, now Kanafi, quickly became hard as he stood by perfectly still, probably thinking back to when Kappa had last filled him up with his cum.
Kappa quickly scooped Dale by the small of his back and shoved him into the black dirt of the jungle. Before Dale could react, he pushed him over from his knees to a supine position, pinned down with Kappa's massive left hand. Kappa scooped up a bit of mud and smudged a large K across Dale's washboard abs, no doubt marking Dale as his. Back when Kappa still had some brain, he was Sergent Tyler Jackson, stationed in a small base the next island over. Back then, he'd label many of his possessions "JACKSON T," but this K was all he could manage now. But he didn't care. He was about to fuck.
Now, he can be in control of his own muscles and body. Now, he can feel the primal satisfaction of capturing his prey and fucking it to oblivion. Sure, being milked daily by his tribe as a fountain has its perks, but he missed the conquests he had as a black-haired sarge deflowering the local girls. Probably the only thing he missed...
"NOOOOO-MPH" Dale's scream was quickly muffled as Kappa immediately began thrusting his 12-incher past Dale's full lips. With each thrust, Dale's entire body was shaken as Kappa held on to his shoulders, adeptly keeping his balance as he squatted on his massive glutes, thrusting forward with incredible force and flexing his powerful abs. You gazed in awe at how small Kappa's waste seemed compared to his boulder-sized shoulders. You can make out the sound of the golden chains adorning his balls as they crash against Dale's face.
Swish. Swish. Swish. A mighty roar as the sweaty Kappa collapsed unto his knees and elbows and Dale's mouth quickly filled with milky cum that sparkled like nothing you've ever seen before. It dribbled all over his chin and chest, and unto the black soil. A few golden shoots sprout from the ground. But Kappa's not done yet.
He removes his still massive throbbing cock from Dale's mouth and whacks his face a few times with it's heft, laughing as it still leaks all over Dale's face. Dale makes a face as he swallows the just-deposited seed. He quivers in some pain you can't see the cause of.
Kappa quickly flips Dale's writhing body and makes work of his tight muddy ass. This time, as you witness the rhythmic pounding, you start to notice Dale moaning as he gives into the painful pleasure of Kappa's cock and the changes implemented by the semen now in his system.