Eros Extended Ch. 01
Chapter One: Christmas Day
Jack sat up suddenly, his head reeling. There were four white walls and a closet. There was the computer desk he used for so long and a window near it. He had a television and video game systems which he had used for his free time, or he used to, but they were gone from his room. It looked deserted, yet left in disarray. He had left in a hurry.
He stood, naked. Sticking from his brown bush was about three inches of penis and an average set of testicles. Over all, it was pretty normal, and normally he would not have complained, but he knew that was not his real cock.
He had strong memories of when he was bigger, much bigger. His penis used to be obscenely large. At that time he possessed a powerful sexual aura, and he could manipulate people's minds and emotions. He had used these powers to take control of his family and was aiming to turn himself into a God.
He stood naked and alone in his room. His long, dark hair was wild around his shoulders. His body was slender and shaky, overcome by anxiety. Those memories he had felt so real, real enough for him to believe them, yet there he stood, naked and average.
He looked at a room devoid of personal affects. His clothes were missing, and he remembered that in his time as a God he had taken control of the house. He had taken the master bedroom from his father, who was demoted to the guest room.
He found a pair of boxers in the corner. They were old, worn, and bore a thick stain on them. It was a stain that only his former God cock could have produced. He slipped them on along with some old pajama bottoms.
The conditions of his memories were still in place, so he decided it wasn't a dream. That meant that Eros, the actual God of Lust who had given him the powers, may have taken those powers away. Eros' true goal all along was to take control of Jack's body and become a God again, but Jack had refused him, and he thought Eros was trapped, bound in the very chains he had tried to use on Jack. Maybe, Jack theorized, Eros had taken the powers away as a way to punish Jack.
Jack found an old clock. It was almost noon, and it was Christmas. Either way, God or mortal, his family would be waiting on him. He had to go to them, or they would come for him. With no shirt to wear, he would have to go as he was. It didn't bother him though, because he felt oddly confident in his appearance.
He stepped out into the hallway cautiously. Though quite proud of his looks, he was still rather anxious. He had, through out his time as a God, taken control of his family. He had fucked his mother, enslaved his grandmother, raped his little sister, seized his older sister, penetrated his sister-in-law, dominated his oldest brother's girlfriend, taken over the family next door, even taking the good little Christiantian girl as his slut and girlfriend, and brought out the inner cum-slut of his pious aunt. If his powers were taken he had a lot to answer for. On the other hand, if he was still a God, he could easily use his followers to seize complete control of his family.
Jack's old bedroom was located at the end of a long hallway on one side of the house. Next to his room was a game room, and across was an extra room with a bathroom by it. Next to the bathroom was his little sister's room. Jack walked past all of these rooms cautiously, ready for anything.
The hallway ended in the kitchen, which was conjoined with the living room, which is where his family would be waiting. A Christmas tree was set in the corner of the room, and chairs were brought in for everyone to sit in. The family was quite large and a few people were left with out seats.
His entrance to the living room felt like a dream. His anxieties had pulled him out of body, and he saw himself standing there, shirtless, while everyone else was fully dressed. Most of them were having fun, talking among themselves. They had no worries, no concerns, just excitement to be with their family again and there was Jack, a God dethroned, walking among the mortals he had scorned. He wondered where he stood: Was he a God again? Was he mortal? Did they remember, or had they forgotten?
The room was packed with his family. His mother sat on the coach, in her usual seat. Jack's mother, Victoria Hillton, was a gorgeous woman. She had long, thick brown hair and naturally dark skin due to her Native American heritage. Her eyes were large and brown, and her lips were full. She had high cheek bones and an extremely trim body, kept fit through intense exercises. Her hips were slender, but she was surprisingly buxom, with D-cup size breasts that were extremely perky and firm. She wore a brown sweater and dark blue jeans, and she smiled sensually as she spoke with her nieces.
In the past Jack had worked her tan tits and her full lips. His mother was his first slut, his original, and the woman who taught him so much. He had turned her into a willing follower to his religion, and all along she had been the most dedicated to his cause.
Next to her was Jimmy, the middle of Jack's older half-brothers. Jack and Jimmy looked very different from each other. Jimmy was tall and thin, with an awkwardly proportioned body. He had a big nose and short, orange colored hair. He dressed well for the celebration, in a blue button up shirt and carpenter-pants.
He held hands with his wife, a beautiful Chinese immigrant named Xion. She had originally married Jimmy for her green card, and it was obvious, she was way out of his league. She was a beautiful, surprisingly curvaceous woman. Her breasts were large, D-cup, and her hips were wide. She had a full rear, and she always kept healthy and attractive. Her lips were full, and she kept her long, dark hair back, framing her cute face. She always dressed sharp, and she wore a fashionable black top with a brown vest, a pair of black pants, and fuzzy boots. Her legs were crossed, and she spoke in a hush with her husband.
In the past Jack had taken both into his religion. Xion had desired to be dominated, and Jimmy didn't give her that. Jack did. He took her, made her his slut, and she was grateful for it. To keep her satisfied in his absence, Jack used his powers to transform Jimmy into his first angel. That blessed Jimmy with a sexual aura similar to Jack's, though not as powerful, and a thick, foot long cock. Both swore complete loyalty after that.
At the end of the couch was Jack's beautiful younger sister, Jessica. She took after their father in some ways, as she had fair skin and lighter brown hair, which she kept about shoulder length, but she definitely had her mother's beauty. She was a bit fuller-figured than Victoria, with love handles and thick thighs. Her lips were pink and her eyes large and blue. She was also blessed sizable breasts, D-cups from her mother's side of the family, and she had wide-hips that her mother lacked. She dressed casually, in pink pajama pants and a skimpy tank-top.
Jessica was one of Jack's personal failings. He had taken her, but betrayed her in doing so. Because he hurt her so much he had to force her under his control, which had done a lot of damage to her mind. She had been healing, but Jack feared if his powers were revoked it could hurt Jessica badly. Though, she didn't seem scarred in the least.
On the floor in front of Jessica sat Jack's older sister, Julie. She was a beautiful girl who took after her mother. She had the tan skin, the long dark hair, the brown eyes, and the athletic body. Their faces were almost identical, though Julie was younger and had a natural lusty look in her eyes. The major differences were their hips and breasts; Julie was blessed with very wide hips and even larger breasts. She had double-Ds that she liked to show off. She wore brown pajamas a bit whorishly, with the pants pulled down low enough to show her hips and the top button undone, showing her cleavage, and she read a magazine while Jessica toyed with her hair.
Julie was a naturally horny girl. In fact, Jack would admit that she was a bit of a slut. She was strong-willed girl with a sexual appetite that only Jack in his God form could fulfill. Now that she might be normal, Jack was truly terrified that she would throw him around the house like a ragdoll. He knew she was more than strong enough to do it.
A chair was placed to the couch for Jack's grandmother, Rebecca Davidson, to sit at. She was his grandmother on his mother's side, and it was obvious that the feminine beauty in the family came from her. Rebecca looked like an older, yet very well maintained version of Jessica. She had curly, light brown hair, big blue eyes, slender pink lips, and a curvaceous figure. Age had only added weight where she needed it, giving her very heavy, attractive double-D tits and an attractive ass. She was blessed with wide-hips as well, much like her granddaughters, but she was very short. She wore a loose white-t shirt that hung from her large breasts and grey sweat-pants, and she used her position in the corner of the room to stay out of the social lime-light. Despite her advanced years, she was free from any wrinkles of blemishes.
Before being taken by Jack, Rebecca was a socially demure woman with a desire for large cocks. Once she saw Jack's Godly cock, it was only a matter of time before she submitted to him, and he was excited about the prospect of her being his slut again. It was obvious that the desire to be controlled by a well-hung stud, a desire that seemed to be infused in his family's blood-line, originated with her.
In the big recliner was the first of the people there who Jack did not already control, and it was his grandfather, William Davidson. The Native American heritage that Jack, his mother, and his older sister showed came from William. Unlike his wife, William did not age so gracefully. The years caught up with him in a bad way. In his youth he had been muscular and handsome, but his old age left him blubbery and withered. His dark hair was thinning and greasy, and his teeth were missing. He wore old, blue sweats and had a coffee cup clutched in his meaty fist. He surveyed the room like a king.
In a chair next to the recliner was Jack's father, Stan Hillton. As usual he wore a ball-cap, t-shirt, and jeans. His big mustache waggled while he spoke with his father-in-law, and he recorded the proceedings of the holiday.
Stan had been initiated by Jack and became his first normal male follower. He was willing and obedient to Jack, and even moved out of the master bedroom so that Jack could live in there with Victoria.
In a chair next to Stan was a mystery girl. Jack had never seen her before, but she was very pretty. She was Asian, and she had dark hair that framed her cute face. Her torso was thin yet attractive, and she had the bulge of moderate sized breasts underneath her thin long-sleeved shirt. She wore jeans, and she watched the room as if culture shocked. Though Jack didn't know her, he definitely thought that if he were a God, then he would like to.
In a chair at her side was the youngest of Jack's older half-brothers, James. He was younger than Jimmy but older than Julie, and he was closer to Jack's mother than his real mother. He had thick, curly red hair and was rather handsome, in a disheveled sort of way. He kept in shape and had a rugged jaw with nearly painted on stubble. He dressed in a t-shit and jeans, and he had his hand on the mysterious Asian woman's leg.
Immediately Jack realized who the girl was. The girl was James's girlfriend, Ai. She was a foreign exchange student from Japan. Jack smiled at the sight of the girl and thought how if he was still a God, he would turn her into his newest conquest, but that was a big if.
Justin sat in the chair next to James. He was oldest of all the siblings, nearly eighteen years older than Jack. His age showed, with a slightly receding hairline and an expanding stomach. In his youth he was handsome, but he was getting old fast. He wore a white t-shirt tucked in and blue jeans with a belt. Like William and James, Justin was not under Jack's control yet.
In the next chair was Justin's beautiful girlfriend, Katie. She had short hair that framed her face and a full-frame. Her nose was slightly upturned, and she had a sort of distant personality, but she was kind. Her breasts, Jack knew, were ponderous F-cups, the biggest Jack had seen, and she had nipple rings from her last relationship. She wore a red and blue long-sleeve shit, and a pair of black pants that hugged her broad, womanly hips. Katie was a real introvert and spent most of her time staring off into some sort of dream world no one else was aware of.
Jack recalled Katie's desire. She wished more than anything to be a slave girl, and she had given herself over to Jack on the first day she met him. She betrayed her boyfriend for a man whom she barely knew and worshipped Jack as her God even though he never fucked her. At her very core, she was a true slut, and Jack was sad at the thought of losing her.
Jack's newest conquest was in the chair next to Katie, his aunt, Christina. She was beautiful and conservatively dressed, as always. Her long hair was very dark, like night, and contrasted her fair skin considerably. She had large green eyes, full red lips, and a sort of hoity look on her face. Christina had the widest hips Jack had ever seen, and a pair of breasts that matched them. She possessed E-cups and a very slender waist which drove Jack mad. She dressed conservatively in a white, button-up sweater and skirt, and she was an image of civility and virginity.
The sight of Christina astonished Jack because just the night before she was a depraved slut who sold him her loyalty for his big cock. Years of repression had left Christina very hungry for a brutal fucking that her husband never gave her. Out of all of his women, Christina was the biggest slut, but she hid it back, and he was almost certain she had returned to the same prudish life that he had freed her from just the night before.
Her husband sat in the chair next to her. The balding Uncle Christian kept in amazing shape. He was Victoria's brother, and shared her youthful face, looking years younger than he really was. He had the same skin-tone as his mother, as well as the same eye color. Despite his size, Christian was a kind man who was always ready for a good joke. He wore a knitted sweater and jeans, and he sipped coffee while he spoke with Jimmy and his sister. He was among those not under Jack's control before Jack possibly lost his powers.
Nearest to the Christmas tree, Jack's cousins sat on the floor. Angela, his oldest cousin, was athletic, with small breasts and a tight little body. She was pretty, with darker skin like her grandfather and her Aunt Victoria, and short, dark hair. She had the same green eyes as her mother though, and a rather cute smile when she did smile. She wore a purple top and a pair of loose purple pajama pants, and she sat quietly, like a good girl. Periodically, she gave a disapproving look to something tacky in the house that her mother obviously would not have approved of.
At her side was Megan, the younger sister who just turned eighteen. She was more broadly built than Angela, with wider shoulders and larger breasts. She had at least C-cups, Jack would've guessed, and appeared to still be growing. Her skin was fair like her mother's and her hair was just as dark. She had blue eyes, from her father, and high-cheek bones. What she wore was a simple pair of red pajamas which fit her loosely, and she seemed to be trying to talk to her sister.
Jack was shocked by the noise and activity, but it all died once he came in shirtless. Everyone in the room turned toward him, gazing at him expectantly. His breath left him. He was unsure of how to proceed. From the beginning the planned to take the whole family on Christmas, but he was afraid he had lost his powers. There was no sign of what to do. If he lost his powers, he was a loser again, and if not he was still a God, but he was a God too afraid to act.
He looked for a hint but there was none. Everyone was stoic and gave him no sort of hint of how to proceed. He tried to peer into their hearts, as he once could, but his mind was too frazzled and anxious to get a hold, he thought, but he feared he had lost the ability all together.
They were all waiting, and Jack had to make a decision. Jack swallowed hard and closed his eyes. He stopped his shaking and made a risky decision. With out warning or further hesitation, he yanked his pants down and revealed his shrunken cock to the room. He grabbed the head of his aunt, his newest slut, and he pressed her juicy, red lips against crotch.
Christina didn't resist. She allowed him to bury her pale face into his pubic hair, and then sat there quietly. Everyone in the room was quiet. Jack's heart was about to burst from his chest, and Christina didn't move. Time stood still.
Christian stood up and grasped Jack by the neck. He shouted something unintelligible and then threw Jack through the door. Jack's whole body hurt. His head wrung, and he felt blood draining from his ears. He barely had time to react, as Christian came out with a shovel and pressed it against his throat. Jack pleaded, but it was too late. Christian applied pressure and...
Jack heard Christina breath deeply of his crotch. He opened his eyes and looked down at her. Bright, pink light was apparent all around her. She was elated to be at his service again, and her soul erupted with his brilliance light.
She looked up at him, and Jack could see it. Streams of rose light illuminated her whole body and filled her veins with sensual heat. She parted her lips and used her tongue to draw his small cock into her mouth. Then, she began to suck happily, noisily, and she purred as she did so. His delicious taste returned to her at last.
Jack's worry melted away. He realized every thing was the same, and he was still a God. His cock grew rapidly in his aunt's mouth. Soon it was at seven inches, but it was still limp and expanding beyond that.
Christian finally reacted. With a red face, he shouted, "What the hell is going on here?"
By that time Jack had his hand resting on the back of his aunt's head, and he was bucking into her mouth. His cock was beginning to grow back to its mythic proportions, and it still wasn't even close to done growing.
"Shut up," Jack said with a glower.
"What did you just say to me?"
"I told you to shut up," Jack said, his voice fierce. His eyes gleamed rose and his soul penetrated Christian. Christian's light waned. "Don't make me repeat myself again, Christian!"
Jack was fully erect. His cock had grown even longer and thicker than before, and his aunt's face was literally stuffed full, almost to the point of hurting her. Jack forced more into her mouth and some into her throat. Christina had difficulty managing it, but she faced the challenge with enthusiasm.
As she sucked she felt like Jack was even sexier than before. Somehow he tasted better, felt sexier, and his cock was even bigger. Being a size-queen, Christina was extremely excited about that. She loved big, thick cocks, and Jack's was only getting better.
Luckily, Jack was the stud who stretched her jaw the night before. If he hadn't, she never would have been able to handle his new monstrous growth spurt. Because he had, she was merely happy to serve him, so much so that she jerked more of his cock into her mouth for her to suck on.
Jack grinned triumphantly and continued to fuck his aunt's mouth. He surveyed the room, and saw how the people acknowledge him.
Victoria fingered herself, and Jimmy got a blowjob from his wife. His cock was still a huge, throbbing foot long monster. At the end of the couch Jessica and Julie were eagerly going at it. Jessica had her pants down, and Julie fingered her furiously. Stan had turned the camera on Jack's blowjob, and Katie watched in delight.
The people not under Jack's control remained quiet. They were too shocked to speak out, and his aura of control was intensified by all of his worshipper's being in one place. With his sluts in the room with him there was no way that he would fail.
He pulled his gargantuan cock from his aunt's mouth. Strings of saliva ran from her lips to the bloated thing. He smacked her along the face, leaving a big smear of saliva and pre-cum.
"You, all of you," he said as he smacked her in the face again. "You will all bow before me and worship me as your God!" His cock was bright red at the tip and monstrously large. It gave off an aura of power all its own, and that power merged with Jack's natural aura. Everyone in the room was in awe of Jack's virile beauty.
Victoria slid three fingers into her cunt and silently wished she was in Christina's place. Xion had taken Jimmy's cock deep in her throat and savored his scent and taste, as they were so similar to her master's. Jessica had her legs spread wide, her pajamas long forgotten, and Julie was busy licking her little, pink cunt. She pleased Jessica expertly and smiled as her little sister thrashed and groaned.
"All of you will bear witness as I initiate another slut into my fold." Jack took hold of Katie's hair and dragged her out before him. She stumbled forward, her giant breasts wobbled enticingly beneath her shirt, and she fell to her knees. Jack moved his cock from Christina's face to Katie's, and smacked her hard across the face. "Won't they, Katie?"
Katie was pulled out of her daze by him. She looked up at him, adoration plainly written across her face. He smacked her across the face with his cock, hitting both sides and searing her flesh with his divine cock. She thrived from it. Every fiber of her being was dedicated to his Godly whims.
"Tell them," Jack said, and he pulled her face into his cock hard. "Tell everyone," he said. His cock rested along her face, and his heat permeated her. It was cleansing warmth that washed away years of dissatisfaction. It freed her from the former Katie and offered her rebirth.
Her lips quivered as she tried to digest everything. It all happened so fast, and her pleasure center was in an overload. All she could think was that his cock was on her face and his scent was in her nose. His warmth filled her bones and washed over her brain. She couldn't think at all anymore. Salivating with hunger for his cock, she murmured, "My...It's even bigger!"
Jack smiled down at her, proud of her lust. "I said tell them, Katie. Won't you do that for me? Explain to them, to my brother, your boyfriend, how on the first day you met me you let me feel your breasts. You presented them to me, you remember? The next day you sucked me off while everyone was looking for you." He caressed her cheek gently. His touch was just as erotic as his cock. "Please, tell them."
Katie wrapped her dainty hands around his huge cock. She ran her face along it, too, and embraced every bit of warmth and rigidity she felt. She let his perfection completely encompass her mind. Her soul changed, burning pink...It was a brighter pink than the world even knew.
"I did all of that, Justin." Her voice was soft. She jerked his cock slowly and licked along his shaft. She sampled his taste, and was astonished to find that he tasted even better than she remembered. Her mind broke, and she began to scream aloud her confession. "I've let him grope me, and I've sucked on his beautiful cock!" She turned on Justin, and her eyes were bright with lust. "He told me that I wasn't allowed to fuck you again, Justin, and that's why we no longer have sex. He has...he has yet to fuck me, but that doesn't matter. From the day I met him, my pussy has belonged to him!"
Jack threw her down. She fell heavily, and her breasts quivered so much that they nearly burst through the blouse she wore. She looked fragile and sensual, and she stared into his eyes expectantly, with need. Even the very center of her soul had turned pink. Her whole existence, her mind, her body, her soul, they all burned pink for him.
He fed his cock to his aunt again, and she happily accepted him. As he fucked her face, he looked down at Katie with eyes full of desire. "Get naked for me, Katie; expose your lewd body to all of them. You are finally going to get what you deserve. I'm going to fuck you with his beautiful cock of mine, and then you will officially be my slut."
Katie disrobed as quickly as possible, but she never lifted herself from the floor. She looked beautiful naked. Her heavy F-cups looked like mountains on her chest. Thick, red nipples jutted from each breasts, with gleaming rings attached. Her legs were spread for him, giving him access to her smoothly shaven twat. She gleamed with need for him.
He released his aunt and dropped to his knees. His thick cock was so bloated that it looked like it might burst. He lined up with her pussy and inserted the very tip. It was much thicker than before, but Jack was certain Katie could manage, and he was absolutely positive that she would insist on trying regardless of his concerns.
He didn't penetrate her, instead he teased her. He ran the bloated tip along her lips and bumped her clit. This simple contact was enough to draw a powerful orgasm from her. Katie writhed wildly on the floor. Juices sprayed from her lips, coating the carpet and the tip of his cock. Heat seeped from her and filled the room. She grinned at him, and he grinned back.
"Beg me for it," Jack said. "Tell Justin, tell everyone, how you desperately want to be in my religion." Jack plucked at one of her nipple rings and hefted up one of her meaty breasts.
Katie gasped in sharp pleasure and thrust against his cock. It wasn't in her, but just the teasing tip had given her the best sex of her life. His heat, his size, his strength, it was all she truly needed to be fulfilled and alive.
"Yes, my master..." She looked around the room, and then at Justin. He looked so disgusting by comparison to his youngest brother. Katie could barely stand to look at him. "Justin, everyone, I want to be his slut. I want to feel his beautiful cock plow deeply into to me and spread me apart. I want him to possess me; it is my only desire in this world. I want to be this God's slut and have him fuck me."
Justin stared at her with empty eyes. Once, he thought she had loved him. In the recent weeks his love for her had actually grown. He thought they were saving themselves for an eventual wedding date, but that was an illusion that he constructed to satisfy himself. That dreamy smile, that faraway gaze, all of the delight and joy that oozed from her, it was not for him. It belonged to Jack.
He looked away from Katie to his youngest brother. Jack peered into Justin and through him. They fought for dominance, and Justin didn't even stand a chance. His soul was quickly eclipsed by a rose colored wave. His soul collapsed.
Watching Jack twirl his girlfriend's nipples, Justin had a realization. Jack was the best for her. Even when Katie was without him, she was happy with thoughts of him. The sort of pleasure he gave was uncommon, and it should be respected.
Justin bowed his head in acceptance and embraced Jack as a God. Perfection was incarnated inside of his youngest brother, the omega of the four brothers. He was the end, the perfection, and the one who deserved Katie's love. Thus, Justin would not only offer up his own girlfriend in reverence, he would also offer up his own loyalty.
"J-Jack, please fuck her," Justin said. Tears streaked down his face. "Make her your slut, please...Please, show all of us how good you can make her feel! Take her as your slut!"
Jack nodded. "And this means you will become one of my loyal followers?"
"Of course," Justin said with the utmost sincerity. "I will follow your every command. You are my God, and you should please my girlfriend in ways that no mortal man could."
A cheeky grin spread across Jack's face. He slowly slid a bit of his cock into her. Her lips spread wide around his thick cock. "By your girlfriend, you mean my slut, don't you?"
"Yes," Justin said with conviction that could kill. "She is your slut." He looked to Katie, who had her eyes closed in pleasure. It was the touch of her master that thrilled her so much. "Tell him, Katie. Tell him what you are."
Her big, dreamy eyes fluttered open in delight. "I am your slut, master, and you possess me!" She jerked her hips up against him in an attempt to draw him deeper inside of her. Her giant breasts jiggled uncontrollably and were too large for Jack's hands to contain. They shook obscenely and their size made them hypnotizing.
"There's a good girl." Jack grasped the base of his cock and pushed a few inches in, stretching her out. She felt like a second skin, his cock had grown so thick over night to where he was almost afraid that she would be torn apart.
It did tear her, but not her physical body. Her mind was torn asunder by feelings of such immense pleasure. Any sort of free will became lost as soon as he pushed into her. It was replaced by complete devotion and love for him, as well as an intense desire to fill him with pleasure of his own.
The thrusting was slow to start. It took time for her cunt to grow accustomed to his immense size. Her vagina stretched and became molded to fit him, even though Jack only drove four inches into her hungry pussy. Once he was finished with her she would be made to fit only him.
Once movement grew easier Jack gently inserted two more inches. They fucked slowly, and it wasn't enough to draw an orgasm from her, but it did fill her fiery passion. Her loins burned with need and love for her master. He reached down and playfully tweaked her nipple rings
Katie arched her back as her climax drew nearer. He shoved in a delightful eight inches, and soon he would fill her completely, to bursting. Soon, she would be completely reformed to his use only.
At nine inches she could handle no more. Even with her vagina hooded and accommodating. She physically could not fit anymore into her. His thick cock was too much for her yielding pussy to handle.
Once buried into her deepest parts, Jack took off. He pounded her roughly, pushing her to breaking. His cock was longer and thicker than any other cock Katie had known, and it was even grander than the last time she saw it.
Katie had an orgasm, a powerful orgasm that made her pleasure even more intense. Her master's hands still rested on her breasts, he used them as a sort of cushion to catch his momentum. Everyone watched them fuck and everyone watched her breasts sliding beneath his grasp.
Everyone was amazed by the sight of Jack's immense cock buried in nine inches, astonished that it was still no where near ball's deep. Katie's tits were sized to match Jack's stunning cock, and she quivered from the force of his thrusts.
She hefted her legs up and locked them around his waist. Her head rocked back, and she closed her eyes to savored the feral pleasure Jack filled her with. It was the best sex in existence. Being stretched and worn out, being pounded into oblivion. She felt like he completely owned her.
Her mind caved in. Her soul erupted with blinding light. Everything she was became a part of his will and design. His essence consumed her and created a new Katie from the cracked husk. It created a Katie who was confident in herself and assured of her place in life. This new Katie craved only one person: her master, Jack.
Orgasm after orgasm tore through her. The family listened as she howled passionately. Every one of Jack's sluts cheered, proud to see their master attaining another slut. Every one else stared in awe. No one could look away, and they were unable to stop him. The arousal that filled the room was too strong.
Sex became thick in the atmosphere. Victoria had her top off. She fingered herself furiously, all wrapped up in the heat in the air. Xion rode Jimmy and watched her master initiating his new slut. Next to them, Jessica and Julie had switched places. Jessica had her face buried in Julie's twat. They were moaning and bucking, all pleasure and passion.
The room was completely captivated by Jack. Even those not loyal to him were climbing the walls of arousal, almost so much that they nearly dropped their drawers and went to fucking right there. But they wouldn't, they couldn't, they needed Jack's approval first.
Jack bellowed loudly and pushed in with one final, mighty thrust. Katie's cunt puffed as he unloaded the thickest load of his life. Even his previous orgasms were no match for the one he left inside of her.
He came for an eternity, and then collapsed into her mountainous breasts. Delirious with pleasure, Katie couldn't resist her fatigue either. She gently caressed her master's cheek and said, "I am yours forever," before fainting.
Jack woke up ten minutes later. His cock was free from Katie's pussy, which he had left a distended mess. Christina was on the task of licking that mess straight from Katie, who was still lost in some sort of sex coma.
Victoria was busy at work on Jack's cock. She used her expert tongue to not only clean him, but to make him hard again, and she was still sucking when Jack woke. Her eyes were closed as she savored his taste and scent.
Jack was completely naked and on his back. He woke up groggily and looked around the room. Everyone was enthralled. Jimmy had finished inside of Xion, who was busy cleaning his cock, and Jessica and Julie had seemed to calm down. No one was speaking, but his father was still recording him. He looked then at his mother and thrust into her throat to garner her attention.
Victoria removed him from her mouth, but continued to clutch his wet cock in her fist. "It got even bigger."
"What can I say? I went through a growth spurt."
She giggled and kissed the crown. "Well, I'm not complaining." She kissed the crown again and ran her tongue along it. "So, what are we going to do next to celebrate our first Christmas with your as our God?"
Jack grabbed her head and thrust into her mouth. Victoria took that as a hint, and went right back to work. That gave him time to look back around the room and come up with a game plan.
"Okay," he said, and everyone was at attention, including Victoria. "I want James, Ai, and Angela in the master bedroom." Everyone remained, still awed by what they had seen. He growled and flared his aura. "I said in the room now!"
James, Ai, and Angela rushed into the room. Jack withdrew his cock from his mother's mouth and stood. As Victoria released him, she licked her way down to his balls and then kissed each one. Jack smacked her across the face appreciatively with his cock, and then turned to his angel.
"Jimmy."
"Yes, master?" Jimmy looked at his master with complete adoration. It wasn't a homoerotic gaze, but a look of deep devotion and affection. Jack was his God, his leader in all things, and he was the only reason that Jimmy had been given such a great gifts.
"I want you to convert our little Megan."
Jimmy looked over to Megan, who was stuck somewhere between frightful and aroused. A domineering smile parted his lips. "I can do that for you, my lord."
"And Jimmy..."
Jimmy snapped to attention.
"Be gentle, make it hurt as little as you possibly can."
"Of course, master."
Jack nodded and went into the master bedroom. He closed the door behind him and sat down on the king sized water bed. The three he had ordered inside were standing against the wall awkwardly. Jack regarded his two dark haired beauties, as well as the rugged handsomeness of his brother.
"Okay, here is where we're going to start. I'm sure you three have some questions," Jack said. "Questions I'd be more than happy to answer. Under one condition, one of you pretty ladies will have to wrap your soft little lips around my cock."
He peered into Angela and Ai's lights. Both were consumed by the flames of arousal, overcome by a desire to service him. The sight of Katie impaled was fresh to them, and luckily for Jack, James wasn't confident enough to step up. Jack had complete control of everyone in the room.
Ai and Angela looked at each other. They both appeared frightened, but arousal was clear in the way they stole glances. Ai nodded and stepped forward first. She saw it as her duty since she was the eldest between the two. She tucked her hair back timidly behind her ear and looked at him with nervous, yet stunning brown eyes. "I...May I have the task?"
She wasn't sure why she asked. She was being blackmailed, and she was aware of that, but a part of her wanted to taste his cock. It was no surprise to her why though. It had been so powerful that it turned all of those women, women whom James respected, into sluts. There was an air of undeniable potency about that.
"Of course you can, darling," Jack said. "You have such good manners, too." He grinned at James, who stared daggers.
Beautiful Ai, who had never met Jack before that day, kneeled before him. In their first interaction together, she placed herself between his knees and took hold of the thickest penis she had ever seen. She traced her fingers along it experimentally, testing its heat and rigidity. It was much larger than James's, perhaps even larger than she thought penises could get.
She knew nearly nothing about Jack, but one thing was certain to her. He smelled wonderful. His aroma was potent, yet sweet, and it consumed her senses. Even though she had only just touched him and smelled him, she could already imagine his taste, and that taste was divine
Also, she could barely see past his cock. She took the chance to look up, away from his gorgeous erection, and into his eyes. They were the same color as James's eyes, but there was something different about them. They possessed a depth which James's eyes did not. Jack had knowledge and will which was beyond the grasp of a normal man. It was like they were bottomless.
She stared into his eyes, and felt herself falling in. She was inside the depths of his mind, and there was so much there. Jack was made of so much substance and strength. Just as his cock was gargantuan and beautiful, his mind was as well.
The immensity of his mind was overwhelming. It weighed down on her, and it was too heavy for her to hold up. She collapsed, crushed by his desires and his control. Her crotch exploded with heat, and she felt very wet. Her body became increasingly sensitive to the air around her, which felt hot and cold at the same time. Her fingers continued to shakily run along his humongous erection.
Her lips quivered. She closed her eyes and leaned forward to kiss the crown. It was right, natural, and it was fulfilling. She held her lips firmly locked against the crown of his big cock. She was showing her sudden, unbendable devotion to him, and she was savoring the heat of his cock on her face.
Jack smiled down at his triumph with her. "If you don't suck," he said playfully, "I don't talk."
Ai hummed in acknowledgement and stretched her jaw around him. It was startling to her. She had sucked James off a few times, but Jack was completely different than him. He was much thicker and longer, and his taste and scent were far more powerful and arousing. It even felt different on her lips. His warmth was incredibly erotic, and at that point she realized how different, and perhaps even better, Jack was.
At that realization a sudden and powerful guilt shook Ai at the foundation. She loved James dearly, and what she felt for him she was certain was for him only, but it felt like her whole brain was being reprogrammed by Jack's mere presence. She was being reshaped, designed to suit Jack.
Her stretched jaw ached as she slurped on his sizable cock. It was a struggle to even fit him inside of her small mouth, but with effort she managed, and she was immediately rewarded by a small orgasm. A mere taste of his cock was enough to make her reel with pleasure and worship.
Jack relaxed and took some time to enjoy the blowjob. This made it difficult for him to focus his thoughts and rein them in. Pleasure seemed to leak from Ai and fuse with his own pleasure, filling them both with something even stronger.
"Okay," Jack said with some effort, "Time to explain. I am a God now, as you can see. My penis, which is massive now, has grown to accommodate my new life style, and I have the power to control women and men alike. Women offer me their bodies, they dedicate themselves to me by giving me their love, their devotion, and their desire, and I give them something in return. I grant them sexual gratification unlike any other. I fulfill them, and they worship me in kind."
James and Angela were absorbed in his speech. Neither could speak any discontentment to him, they could hardly even think. James wanted to call his brother a pervert, a sick-fuck, and tear Ai away from him. He wanted to tell Jack how he hated him, and he desperately wanted to strike him, but he was afraid of Jack. He somehow felt inferior, and was awed by Jack. Jack was powerful, virile, and indescribably beautiful.
Angela was similarly conflicted. Raised in a strict, religious family, she was succumbing to latent sexual desires so obscured that she hardly even knew of their existence. It made her horny to see Ai going down on Jack, and it made her feel jealous as well. She wanted to be in her place.
Jack's essence, his aura, it drew Angela in and seemed to pull her around. She wanted to be before him, to worship him, yet she also wanted to forget that. She wanted to be a good girl, like her mother would want of her. On the other hand she could not shake the image of her mother, her mouth stretched to unimaginable dimensions around Jack's cock. If her mother fell, Angela felt like she wouldn't stand a chance.
"That is why my sluts have submitted to me. That is why Katie and Christina offered themselves up to me without complaint. They are my servants, my willing followers." As Ai nursed on his gigantic godhood, Jack slipped his fingers into her dark hair and pressed her further down. The large crown of his cock pressed into the entrance of her throat and gagged her. "And I intend to have all of you following me in the very same way."
Ai struggled half-heartedly by pressing lamely at his hips. Her head grew light and her breaths became laborious. If she didn't get free, she feared she would suffocate. On the other hand, she truly didn't want to escape at all. Every breath she took was filtered by Jack's delicious cock. It made her insides all warm when she thought of it like that.
Her struggling ceased. She sucked on him again, with renewed vigor, and she lovingly massaged his shaft. She was determined to pleasure him and his big cock. The rest of the world was forgotten. All she cared about was Jack, his beautiful and his pleasure.
Jack released her head, and Ai continued to jerk and suck in the same affectionate manner. She drew her head back, freeing his cock. Saliva had pooled around his cock as far as she could take it and dribbled onto the floor.
Ai took deep, labored breathes and gaped at the humongous cock in her face. She was desperate and filled with passion. All she did was stare at his humongous cock and jerk him off, slowly and thoroughly.
He pulled her forward into his cock. His shaft ran along her face. Warmth radiated from his crotch and sunk into her skin. She sucked in his fragrance and let it fuel her sexuality. She grew hornier and hornier the closer she was to Jack, and the love she formerly held for her boyfriend began to warp. She still loved James, but she more than loved Jack. She was devoted to him.
"Cock..." She stared lazily past his cock, up into his endless eyes. "Cock God..."
"Hear that, James? It seems your girlfriend is enjoying herself." Jack looked down at her. Only one of her eyes was visible, the other was eclipsed by his monstrous shaft. That one eye was enough though. It spoke volumes about her feelings and her passion. She hungered for Jack, and she admired him deeply. He smiled at her and said, "Isn't that right, beautiful?"
She smiled back at him lazily, not completely coherent, lost in his presence. "Perfect cock," she said, and she planted a kiss on his shaft. One kiss led to another, and then she licked his shaft timidly and cooed in delight. "Lovely, perfect, beautiful cock..."
Angela watched, dumbstruck. Admittedly, she didn't know Ai that well, but at first glance she appeared timid and sweet, someone respectable. Yet Jack had taken her and changed her. Though still timid, Ai had somehow become incredibly lewd and was treating Jack like he was the most wonderful being on the planet.
It was all too much for Angela. Her prudish upbringing, and her teenage hormones were at war with one another, and she couldn't take it. With a flushed face and a lump in her throat, Angela spoke up. "Ai, if it's...You know, if it's not too much trouble, I can help you with that..." Angela giggled nervously. "I mean, it just looks like it's a lot...A LOT...of work, and..."
Jack laughed and looked down at Ai. "Do you hear that, Ai? Angela wants to help you suck me off. What do you have to say?"
Ai was still dazed, but she was contented. "If it pleases you..."
Jack looked away from Ai and to his cousin. Prissy little Angela was just as beautiful as Ai, but she had a specific charm to her. Her curiosity bubbled over, and it was obviously eating at her thoughts. She wanted desperate to know Jack's taste, his texture, and she wondered if she could be his slut, like her mother. He decided to give her the chance.
"Come on over here, Angela, and give her a hand," he said. "She could use it. I've got a lot to work with, as you can tell."
Angela nodded and jumped to work. She was over before Jack and beside Ai in an instant. Ai continued to kiss Jack's shaft, and Angela took his bloated crown into her tiny mouth and began sucking. It was difficult, especially since she was a virgin in every sense of the word. She felt outstandingly lucky to have her first experience with a cock be with Jack and his divine endowments.
Ai cooed. Her steamy breath danced across Jack's hardened shaft and made him more rigid. She kissed her way down the thick underside of his godhood, all the way down to his base, where she buried her self in his pubic hair. There she breathed deeply of him, savoring his scent.
She was shocked to find how large Jack's testicles were. They were more than twice the size of James's, and she was certain that they held thick reserves of his masculine essence. She caressed them, savoring their weight and texture, and then put one in her mouth. Jack's scent and taste overwhelmed her, and drew her into a realm of deep passion beyond that of normal mortals.
Jack spread his legs farther to accommodate the two women and sat back to enjoy himself. It felt so good to be in control. His mind tingled from their submission, while his body was a receptor for their passion. It was all he could do to keep his mind clear enough to stay on task. With effort, he managed to return his focus to his brother long enough to call to him. "James!"
At that time James stared at the sight in horror. His girlfriend was becoming a slut before his very eyes. Her free will seemed to fade away and dissolve into the air. It was replaced by a deep, feral hunger for his little brother's gigantic, apparently divine, cock.
Jack's humongous endowments baffled James. Years before James had accidently walked in on Jack as he showered, and it was a very different sight. Jack wasn't smile, but he was more on the average size, smaller than James at least, but apparently he had undergone through some sort of growth spurt.
The aura the permeated Jack also started James. Ever since Jack was a child he possessed a startling intellect and intensity. It was true that when Jack spoke, he always found a way to get people to listen, but it was never so intense that he could bring his whole family to their knees. Nor did James ever assume that Jack could ever steal a woman from him, let alone do so in front of everyone.
"James," Jack said. Primal authority lined his voice, and all the attention that James paid to the spectacle between his legs was suddenly turned to his words.
"...Yes, Jack?"
Jack's breathes were unsteady, and his aura was expanding. He filled everyone in the room with uncontrollable passion, and he felt hot inside. His orgasm was drawing very near. "I want you to get your cock out...Right now!"
James jumped to and undid his pants. His cock was slightly longer and thicker than average, and he never knew a woman to complain. It stuck out rigid from his crotch. Jack's aura pierced him with arousal. It felt like his cock was tingling as he watched the women submit to Jack, and it shamed him to react that way.
Jack pulled Ai away from his balls by her hair. "Angela, move," he said, and the two switched. Ai went to bobbing her head on his massive cock while Angela nibbled and kissed along the underside of his shaft. Both were aware of his nearing orgasm, and they worked hard to give him that pleasure.
"Now, Ai, when I cum, you're going to want to swallow it, but you can't. I want you to gather as much cum in your mouth as you can, and then go over to James and spit it into his open urethra."
"What?" James's stomach turned. It sounded like a strange sort of torture to him.
"Shut up, James!"
Though tense, James's will to argue died. He stood there, his cock out, defeated by the superior male.
"Now, back to my orders," Jack said through rapid breaths. "I want you to...Oh, so close..." He gasped and thrust into Ai's mouth. She moaned around his cock and looked up at him with sluttish eyes. "Now, as I was saying, gather as much as you can and spit it into James's cock. Once you get all you can inside, I want you to jerk him off until he comes. Understood?"
Ai purred around his cock. The vibrations sent him over the edge. He bucked into her mouth and shot off down her throat. She coughed and sputtered around his erupting cock. Her mouth was filled instantly and her cheeks bulged with her creamy, delicious reward. She struggled to keep from swallowing and rushed over to James.
Like a good girl, she did as she was told. She pushed James onto his back carelessly, and then grasped his cock, the cock she used to love, but that seemed so subpar by comparison to Jack's stunning godhood. She pinched the cock head open and then drooled the thick, hot sperm into her boyfriend's mediocre erection.
Without a mouth to catch his climax, Jack shot thick strings of cum across the bed. It splattered the mirror and the wall, leaving creamy streaks across both. He grasped Angela by the head and pulled her to his spewing tip, where she fed eagerly.
Her first taste of sperm was also her first orgasm. As soon as her tongue made contact with his thick cum, she was racked by astonishing waves of pleasure, and she became addicted immediately to his delicious taste and the warm sensation that rushed through her body. Another orgasm came after her finished inside of her.
Spent, his cock fell limp, and it fell from her mouth onto her blouse. Angela stared at him in a mixture of bewildered contentment and love. All the reservations she had about becoming a slut disappeared. There was, in her opinion, nothing wrong about wanting to serve someone so wonderful and truly perfect.
With out being told, Angela leaned forward and began to lick Jack's cock clean. She giggled as she jerked the last bit of cum into her hungry mouth, and then she began to thoroughly clean the rest of his cock.
At the side of the bed Ai watched Angela and Jack with delight. Her fist was doused in white cream. Not much could fit into James's cock, she noticed, and she felt rather embarrassed for him to be showed up in such a way, but that didn't stop her from being more interested in Jack than him.
Her own orgasm had come to her while Jack's cum was in her mouth, but she didn't take the time to savor it, no matter how good it was. She was too focused on her duty. Jack had given a task, and she was determined to carry it out.
She looked from Jack to James's cock. It was much smaller than Jack's, less than half his size, but Jack's cum made it more appealing. At least, his cock was warm and sticky, and it smelled like Jack, which was a plus. She jerked on it rapidly, letting the squishing of her hand sound out with out shame.
James tensed. His whole body went rigid, and he came harder than he ever had in his life, but he came dry. Ai continued to jerk him, but nothing came out, and she was shocked. Suddenly afraid for James, as she had not lost her loyalty to him, but had merely replaced loyalty in Jack, she turned to Jack and said, "N-Nothing came out!"
She continued to jerk him anxiously, even as he fell unconscious. Then she looked to Jack, nearly in tears. He smiled at her calmly, which eased her anxiety, and said, "Don't worry, Ai, that is normal." He then looked down to Angela, who had finished cleaning him. He parted her hair gently. "Did you enjoy yourself, Angela?"
"Yes," she said in a sensual mewl.
"That's wonderful," he said, and he stood from the bed, his cock still out. "Now, we must leave James to rest, so we're going to the living room." He put his arms around both women and led them out to the living room, where they were greeted by quite the sight.
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Koto's Commentary:
And so here it is, what has been waited for by, well, at least one person...Anyway, this is the beginning of Eros book two, Eros Extended. I've been getting messages with high hopes, and all I ask from fans (or is it fan?) is that they (you) come into this with an open mind. Don't try to force the story into what you THINK it should be, because that might just ruin it for you. Anyway, Merry Christmas to everyone, and very Happy Wanking