Eros Extended Ch. 22

Jack released Mary just in time. She fell to her hands and knees in a fit of wheezing. His vision shifted, turning to red flames, but they were no longer in or on his flesh. They parted around him as he walked through.

The war god watched in disbelief as the sea of flames parted and Jack staggered out. They were face to gut now, with the war god being taller. Despite this he felt small in Jack's presence, dwarfed by the immensity of his being.

Jack regarded him with dismissal.

"It seems congratulations are in order," Athena said in honeyed tones.

"Yay, mortal hands hath leashed another pet," Eros snapped peevishly but not without a small measure of pride.

Jack, for his part, felt itchy and could hardly breathe. His skin was horribly burnt and his wounds had cauterized, giving him a ghoulish appearance. He kept a firm gaze on the war god and kept staring until the god bowed before him. After that he passed out.

In the darkness of his mind Jack heard a voice. It rumbled like combat and echoed in the vastness. "You've proven cunning and capable. Your will beyond measure. In a world of prey and predators, you're are above even me. Strong lead, so shall you. I offer you wrath and worship."

Jack slowly ebbed back into body. The ground was rough below him and the air was horribly cold. Mary sobbed at his side while she continued to struggle for breath. Her neck was quite red and would possibly bruise.

For a moment everything hurt. Then the pain receded, and Jack felt suddenly healthier and stronger than ever before. He sat up with ease and regarded Mary's heaving frame.

She looked at him in a manner that was both hurt and curious. "M-Master...?"

He sidled over and hugged. "I'm so sorry that I hurt you. I swear, I won't do anything like that ever again."

She rested against him. "I-It's okay...I'm...I'm sorry that I interfered. You just passed out and..."

"I understand. Thanks for the concern. Are you okay?"

"Of course, master. My throat just hurts a little."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, yes, I'm fine."

"Are you fit to work for me?"

Her gaze went down to his crotch. "My throat feels tight, but I'm sure you can fix that," she purred

Jack chuckled. "I'm sure I can, and I certainly will later. For now, I need something else from you." Jack stood and looked at West, who was still unconscious on the ground. "Now then, I will need a blowjob from you, but no deep throating. I simply need you to make me cum as fast as you can."

Jack undid his jeans and slid them down. He noted, then, that they fit tighter around his legs, though he wasn't sure why.

"Of course, master, I would be delighted."

Kneeling before him, Mary took him into her mouth and was quick to pleasure him. She sucked and jerked and even tried to take him into her throat, though his choking experience with her had made that impossible. From time to time she had to stop and rest her battered windpipe. When that would happen she took to stroking his gleaming cock in the cold air.

"Oh, master, your cock..." She cooed and rubbed the slick thing across her cheek. "I love it so much."

"I know you do, but please hurry. I'm afraid it will get frost bite."

Mary laughed. "It's way too hot for that," she said while staring at his godhood.

"I don't want to chance it."

She nodded dutifully and went back to work. Jack, meanwhile, closed his eyes and let this blowjob be his reward for a day hard won. He let the pleasure of her warm mouth wash over him and savored the feel of her soft hand on his hard flesh.

When he was nearly bursting he pulled Mary back. She struggled a bit. Having been fucked into submission, Mary's existence was his pleasure, and she wished to see him through. Her hands never left his cock, not even when her mouth did.

"Mary, I need you to listen to me."

"Yes, master," she said a touch impatiently.

"When I cum I know you'll want to swallow it," Jack said.

She licked her lips. "It'll feel so good in my throat!"

"I'm sure it will, but I need you to just catch it in your mouth."

She pouted and looked at his cock. "But..."

"No buts. Just catch it and hold it there, do you understand?"

She nodded sadly, but Jack was certain that she would obey. So he put her mouth back around his cock and watched as she stroked him to a full orgasm. He twitched and came in enormous amounts.

Mary swallowed only the first load-and groaned decadently in the process-before catching the rest. His voluminous load burst out the edge of the mouth, oozing down her chin and neck before staining her blouse. Her nipples hardened and a powerful orgasm shot through her. A stronger one came shortly after that.

When Jack came down he found Mary sperm-faced and awaiting his command. He felt exhausted after everything and sat on the ground with a heavy breath. "Okay then, pull out his cock, get it hard, and spit my cum into his dick hole. Then I need you to jerk him to orgasm." He said this while putting his dick away.

Mary was quick to obey. She pulled West's relatively thick eight inches dick out and jerked him to an erection. Then, pinching the tip carefully, she spit her master's cum inside. After that she jerked him off.

West's orgasm was unimpressive. He had wild spasms in her hand before falling limp without expelling even a single drop of sperm. Mary looked down at his crotch in bemusement.

"Did I...do something wrong?" She looked at Jack, who was exhausted. "Master, I think I broke him," she said.

He laughed. "No, you didn't do anything. Just pull his pants up and help me get him to the car. We need to wait around for a bit, and it's too damn cold to do it out here.

Jack found that carrying West was surprisingly easy. Once back inside of the warmth of the car he took the time to examine his body, which moved with uncharacteristic fluidity now. It seemed that after defeating this new god he had underwent a change. His scrawniness was gone. Now he was muscular. His body was angular yet sleek, with each muscle perfectly suited for both movement and power.

Upon seeing his new body Mary gaped. She ran her fingers along his muscles. "Oh my, master...You've filled out..."

Jack laughed. "I take it that you approve?"

"You've always been perfect, but damn..."

Despite the feeling of inadequacy that hadn't existed before, Jack felt rather proud of his new body. He flexed his arm for Mary, who fell into giggles and touched it.

"I guess I could get used to this," he said while slipping his shirt back on.

"Me too," Mary admitted.

While they waited for West, Jack took the time to consider his new gift. It was obviously from his new divine slave, but he was curious how far the powers extended. West had the ability to heal immediately. Jack wondered if he had the same.

It wasn't long before West sat up in the back seat. He looked healthier and had a bit more color in his cheeks. "What...Where am I," West growled. When he saw Jack his tone changed immediately. "Oh! My lord, I..."

Jack turned around. It was strange to see West so subdued considering their battle only minutes before. Jack enjoyed it.

"So, you know what all has happened."

"Yes, my lord."

"And you're an angel now?" Jack looked expectantly at West's crotch.

"Yes," West said. He shimmied out of his pants and displayed his new cock. It had grown in length and girth to match angelic standards. "Thanks to you, I have been blessed with a fraction of your power."

"And you will continue play host to the god, right?"

West nodded stiffly. "Yes, my lord, but he is in your service now. I swear that. The last thing he told me was to give you my complete devotion." West bowed his head and added, "Not that I needed to be told. With or without a god inside of me, I swear the rest of my life to you. I'd do anything for you. Whatever you need from me, whenever you need it, I am there."

"Good," Jack said. "Now, pull your pants up, I think Mary's going to jump you right now."

Mary blushed. "I'm sorry, master."

"It fine," Jack said while laughing. "Now then, let's go home because West, you're about to meet my family."

"That's great, my lord, I look forward to it," West said while doing up his pants.

As Jack left the playground he looked up at the sky, which was bleak and dark. Snow slowly drifted down. Soon it would turn everything a crisp white and wash away all of the pain he had suffered. Then it would go away, and leave room for a brighter, happier tomorrow.

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Koto's Commentary: Sorry about posting this late. I had it finished by the third or so, but was more focused on another project. Then me and the Mrs. got sick and had to take turns taking care of each other.

That said, here is the new chapter, and next time I post I should have some big news for everyone. Stay tuned!