บท 48: Chapter 48: It Backfires (Part 3) [NSFW]
[Clock - 21:03 | 09:03 PM]
[Calendar - 22/03/2003]
[Location - Beastialis Kingdom - Old Gotham, Gotham City, New Jersey]
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Warning! Warning!
Sex! Sex happens! Also, NSFW Image on Questionable Questing, where I reccomend you to read this.
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POV Change
3rd Person POV
Atlas gripped Waylon's head tightly between his hands, hands which were glowing brightly as he casted a powerful [Regenerate] spell alongside a [Heal] spell, desperately trying to keep the big croc alive as whatever metamorphosis his body forced itself to go through started. The scales were regrouping and regrowing at an extremely quick pace, the sound they made was disgusting to hear but it was fascinating to watch as Waylon raw muscle bulged and expanded, his body growing with each second as this energy that Atlas easily recognized as Divine started to emanate from his body. Thankfully Waylon had already undergone a few changes by Sobek's divine will, otherwise he'd be dead by now. His spine, the bone deep within his body, immediately started to expand- every single bone in his body grew another three or two inches, growing more dense and compact to sustain the sheer weight of his muscles as they rapidly grew as well. Whatever divine energy that was emanating from Waylon's soul was burning away his mortality like flames to gasoline, but that gasoline was his life.
Atlas focused- he didn't even care about the blood gushing at his face nor the teeth that were falling off of Waylon's open mouth, nor the way his eyes popped and exploded outwards. He didn't care when Waylon's tongue fell from his open mouth that silently screamed and slapped against his stomach, knocking the air out of him from the sheer weight it had. He didn't care when Waylon tightened his hold on him as the pain increased and his body grew, became better at an astonishing and disturbing speed. Atlas didn't even bother to pay attention to the pain when his one of his arms was broken by Waylon because he was holding onto him too tightly- He didn't care.
All he could see was someone that he loved and that needed his help, and he could help him.
The process wasn't fast. It took an entire hour only for Waylon's tail to regrow completely- it was a massive and thick thing that was easily half his entire body mass! Then came the scales, a deep, dark black color, like a precious onyx stone... beautiful, resilient, and surprisingly flexible. Waylon's teeth grew next and they were downright terrifying (and Atlas was concerned about his mental health when he felt terribly aroused by looking at them) and sharp, serrated like sharks but clearly meant to slice through flesh and meat instead of holding down prey so it can't escape. Waylon also had these spikes that jutted out of his back in an almost like a funky looking Longisquama¹ but these spikes were more like secondary Godzila-like instead of weird scale thing those little lizards had going. These spikes went from the top of Waylon's head down to the tip of his new tail, ending in a rather sharp looking pointy end that was... suspiciously similar to a rudimentary blade of sorts.
Next were Waylon's eyes, and Atlas must say, watching eyes grow was the weirdest thing ever- even weirder than watch them explode! The nerves simply regenerated, the damage was never done to it, and in the end Atlas was staring at black sclera, golden iris, and deep red slit pupil that stared right at him with a hunger. "Argh... Fuck. That fucking hurt." Waylon rumbled- his voice was baritone deep, rough and sounding like he had just woken up, and that made Atlas shiver. He opened his mouth and two tongues pushed their way out- Two tongues!? Waylon also seemed taken aback by this, moving them back and forth, rubbing them against each other and lifting one non-existent eyebrow at the sensation. "Weird..." Snapping out of his thoughts, Waylon lifted himself off of the bed, releasing Atlas' arm and wincing when he noticed the way his small arm bent. It looked like a snapped twig. "Fuck, I'm sorry love-"
"It's okay. You're okay now- and that's enough for me." Atlas looked at his own arm- he could see the bone poking through the skin and with blood too. "I can take care of this..." He concentrated, pushing his bone back in place with his hand with a wince, he channeled energy and casted [Cure Wounds] because he was too tired to cast [Heal] on himself. The flesh pulled itself together and the bones moved against their will in a snap crackle pop before Atlas had his arm completely healed. Panting, he turned to look at Waylon to see his looming form look down at him, and he felt... well, it was a roller-coaster of emotions. He was depressed, he remembered his past, he watched Waylon break down and start going through a metamorphosis that was scary as fuck, and now? Now he was feeling both tired and horny at the same time. It was weird, mostly because Waylon had changed so much and he still looked fucking hot as fuck. "T-there... I should just- There." With a wave of his hand, he casted [Prestidigitation] to clean off all the blood from the bed, the floor, the walls, the ceiling, and themselves. Waylon quite literally exploded in a shower of blood and gore! There were still pieces of his body scattered about. "...should I get rid of these things? I don't want you to be cloned."
"So you're saying you don't want two of me fucking you daily?" Waylon pushed himself down and Atlas felt nervous, the big croc man had just grown even bigger, and he was now easily able to block him from going anywhere with his muscles alone (he already could do that, but now? Even more so), and that's exactly what he did. "Hey." With a single word, Waylon pressed pushed Atlas into a kiss, just a soft kiss: "...I love you, okay? I- I love you. Don't forget that... and if you do, I'll remind you." Then they just stared into each other's eyes... for exactly five seconds.
"...I can feel your dick."
"Give me a break, I almost died being ripped from the inside out."
"Well... You can rip me from the inside out, if you want?"
"Heh-" Waylon would never say no! With a sharp grin, he pulled back at Atlas was once more greeted with the magnificent dick and- ...holy shit, it got bigger: "-now, this is a surprise- ARGH- FUCK!" Atlas was instantly worried about Waylon- Did he do something wrong and he wasn't healed properly? But instead of seeing something fall off, he watched as something grew and pushed its way to stay beside his twin brother. Ssme size, sane girth, same weird little knob at the end, same deep black coloration. "...Holy shit! I got two dicks! This is awesome!" And he still had two balls, but they seemed to grow bigger too, which meant his sperm producing has increased. "Hey luv, can I put both inside? Fuck, this is great!"
For him, it was awesome. But for Atlas? It was a death sentence. But how can he say no to this? He's also a little bit curious about it: "...just the tip."
"...okay-"
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"-fucking bitch!"
"Please~! Oh fuck, Waylon~"
Well, as it turns, Atlas quite enjoyed getting double penetrated. It was a wonder to feel so full after going through a very bad mental situation. Hey, sex is not the best coping mechanism, but it's keeping him from even considering anything right now! All he wants is Waylon to keep fucking him like a beast. Two dicks bigger than his arms, thicker than his thighs, going inside him? That's paradise and that's what's keeping him from thinking rational thoughts! Thankfully he had casted both [Alter Self], [Flatten Self] as usual and casted [Stretch Self] just as a precaution because Waylon was much bigger and... stronger too. And thank all the Beastialis gods that he did cast it. Why? Because Waylon didn't even try foreplay at all, he just went for the full meal. Two dicks pushed into his body, and he was immediately filled to the brim with dicks- you can't blame him, but he did cum instantlly, and Waylon teased him relentlessly about it. Teased him to tears!
But don't worry, he is taking it- "-Like a fucking good little slut! Fuck- I fucking love you-" -very well! He is thriving, in fact, he was doing absolutely nothing. Waylon was the one doing all the work, mostly because Atlas wasn't allowed to move at all, because Waylon wanted to fully take him. He only stopped for a moment to allow Atlas to catch his breath, and that was when he did something that changed everything- his bloated stomach couldn't take Waylon's dick without harming his internal organs by the sheer aggressiveness of the way Waylon was fucking him, so he decided to give Waylon more space to fuck him! He casted [Bigger on the Inside], a compost spell. Compost spells are spells that he has been working on. Many Epic spells are composed of more than one school of magic, and as thus, he decided to try and work on spells that use more than one school of magic- "Fuck, your tight little cunt is so fucking deep- slut magic, huh?" -so he can be ready for the future.
"Fuck~♡" With a high pitched moan, Atlas gripped tighter because that was all he could do. Milking Waylon of all the cum he was worth was a blessing, something he learned how to do because the sensation was amazing. "There- Oh fuck, harder~" He has been trained well, and just because he was taking an extra dick, did not mean he wasn't doing his best at it! Waylon was literally drooling inside him and his two forked tongues were making him wet from head to toe as he literally licked his entire body. His single, normal sized, human dick was let untouched because, and to quote Waylon, "If you're not cumming from my dick, you don't deserve to cum at all". And, honestly? He doesn't even need to have his dick touched anymore, anal pleasure was more than enough to make him cum.
Back to the spell though- What it does is basically increases the size of things by a determined amount, as long as they are the "inside" of something. This spell uses the outside "body" of the item as boundaries for the spell, and it focuses on the "inside" portion and gives it more space while shaping that space to be stable. See? Easy, right? Well, no! This spell is rather complicated because you need to know for certainty the exact measures of the space you want to increase, because it is increased by all measures! But he still used the principle of the spell to expand his own hole to better accommodate Waylon, breaking the spell apart while at the same time using it differently than the way it was inteded.
All just for sex.
Atlas truly is the greatest magic user of his time.
Meanwhile, Waylon: "FUCK!" With a final thrust, Waylon started to fill Atlas- It was weird for him, to cum with two dicks. But good- double the pleasure! It was like he was cumming several small little pebbles, but in a good way? Weird.
It was only the next day that, when Waylon commented that with Atlas, that Sobek appeared in the room. His form had changed, he no longer looked like a small gecko, but had the size of a chihuahua. "Oh, that? Well, you're a Pharaoh! And a king needs his bloodline, so I gave you the thing you needed to have kids- Eggs." So yeah, turns out that bringing to your kingdom a crocodile god that was also the god of Pharaohs and making him adopt your king as his divine child had a side effect! It gives your king demigod powers and the ability to cum little eggs that, apparently, were inside Atlas' guts because they are sticky and really resistant to stomach acids, but reliant on nutrients he himself gives them by eating: "So... Congratulations on getting pregnant?"
...Atlas casted a 9th level spell called [Time Stop], and screamed at the top of his lungs while time was frozen.
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