Ty stared at the nude figure of Stian, in awe of the God he had created. Stian was flexing
his muscles in self-worship when he noticed Ty, the only person who seemed to realize
Stian's nudity or presence. With a childish grin on his face, Stian stomped towards Ty,
shaking the floor under his concrete-smashing feet.
"So your the fucker who grew me to this size?" Stian looked down at Ty, who was having
a hard time concealing his boner. He attempted to calm it down, but he couldn't; it was
not possible to be soft when a God of muscle like Stian was around you. Ty attempted to
use his magic to control his dick, but he was too hard to think clearly. "Don't try to
pretend you're not horny for this massive stud's muscles. I've won several records for
"World's Hottest Human" as well as "World's Strongest Human". It's an accepted fact that
my face alone can make the straightest guys cum." Stian gave Ty a sly wink and, sure
enough, Ty unleashed his load down his pants and shit himself.
Panting, Ty whispered, "Stian... I'm so sorry... I..."
"Sorry?" Stian laughed, "What you sorry for, you little fuck? I love this body! Fuck, I'm
human perfection! I'm strong enough to take down an army and sexy enough to seduce it!
I want to thank you..." he brought down one massive hand and gripped his cock, unable
to bring his hand all the way around, "with this."
"No! You'll tear me apart! I don't want to die!" Ty yelled, trying to run away. Before he
could get far enough, he found his body being lifted into the air by an enormous fist.
After a few seconds, he was face-to-face with Stian's handsome smile. Now, he had no
free will. No man has free will when they stare into the irresistible face of Stian.
"You have magic, remember? Just make that cute little ass of yours super-strechy, and I
can plunge into you with my godcock."
Ty had no choice. The option of disappointing this perfect man was non-existent. He
adjusted his ass and innards to be flexible enough for the huge penis that Stian owned,
and looked back up for Stian's approval. He was filled with joy when he saw the God grin,
"Good, you're a good bitch. You can call me Master. Though you have the power to
change whatever you want, you must be eternally a servant to my godlike needs. Do it,
slave." He gave yet another shiny-white grin and a cocky flex of his musclebound neck,
and Ty had no choice but to agree.
All of Ty's wishes from now on had to be either for Stian's good, or from the command of
Stian. Stian was his master. Stian was the true perfect human. Stian was indestructible,
supernatural, immortal... he was Ty's God. Stian kissed Ty, almost choking him with his
powerful tongue and infinite breath, ravaging Ty's tiny mouth. "Perhaps we should find a
better place to fuck," Stian said in his faultless deep voice, and blasted out of the
homeless shelter with Ty in his hand, leaping towards a far away location...