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Walk the Earth, Part 3

by The_english_don


We arrived in a long, dark corridor at the lowest point of the building. I could see a faint, red light at the end, which the guard started to walk to. I followed him, terrified – I wanted to go home, away from this building and this bastard.

We finally arrived at the end of the corridor. There was a door, with an edge of red light around it. The guard opened it, but didn’t go in. I realised I had to go in there myself. I walked in to a room covered in mirrors. The room seemed too big for itself – difficult to describe. There was a large circle drawn on the floor, which looked like the drawing under my bed. A heavy, deep voice from somewhere behind the mirrors bellowed, “ENTER THE CIRCLE – THIS IS THE END OF YOUR DAYS”.

Realising that I was fucked whatever happened, I shouted back, “WHAT IF I DON’T?” A heavy gust of wind hit my back and pushed me into the circle. The guard forced my wrists into chains attached to the ground. I tried to remember prayers from Sunday school, but the voice just laughed. Fuck, it knew what I was thinking. A line of hooded, naked men came in through the door, and formed a circle around me. All were muscular, and had huge erections. Their reflections were never-ending, there seemed to be hundreds of them. One of the men spoke, who I recognised as my master. He said, “You were chosen years before you were born. The Judge at your trial sentenced you for a year, so that we could prepare. Your time on this earth has ended, but you will enter a new life – you will be reborn!” This is it, I thought; no way out! I didn’t know what the fuck he was talking about. I fell to my knees and waited for death. My reflection in the mirror in front of me distorted, as an image formed. I realised it was the creature I saw in the gym--massively muscular, glowing eyes and with sharp horns on its head and arms. The glass trembled, as the creature stepped through the glass. It roared, “LET IT BEGIN!”

The master stepped into the circle and placed a medallion around my neck. It was a pentagram design, and I felt it burn and singe into my chest. The demon reached out to me, and placed its hand on my chest. I felt it go through me, but the skin didn’t break. The pain was indescribable, but also the best feeling I had ever experienced. It kept pushing and pushing, suddenly his whole body entered mine. My head shot back, as I was taken over. I levitated above the ground. I saw my reflection in the mirrors, as my feet expanded and grew, and muscle shot up my legs. The demon inhabited me as bone stretched, and new flesh wrapped around my skeleton. I felt my calves swell as my thighs stretched out, huge slabs of muscle filling the space between my legs. My arse expanded with muscle, to meet my thighs, and I could feel the veins rise to the surface.

I looked down to my cock, which swelled and expanded upwards. The head became massive, as gristle wrapped around my shaft. Veins stretched across the surface, as it continued to grow in length. It was as big as my masters, but it kept growing. It was so hard; I could have smashed through a wall with it. It was heavy, but it kept pointing up, as the cock muscle got stronger and stronger. My stomach became massive, and I could see it develop into hard muscle. All the while, my body was stretching upwards, and I soon passed 7 ft. My chest swelled outwards – the skin cracked as it accommodated new muscle. My new pecs reached out far in front of me – as the energy hit my shoulders and arms – more muscle than any man had ever grown. My biceps reached higher and higher, and as I flexed my arms the chains fell apart. My neck swelled like a frog, as muscle encased it. The demonic energy pulverised and remade me. I felt my face change, become older and animalistic. Small horns shot up from my shaved head and my tongue coiled out from my mouth, it was long. I bent my head and licked the top of my giant cock.

The circle of men started groping each other – soon they were fucking. I could see everything – could feel sexual energy emanating throughout the world. My brain boiled over with lust. I turned to my former master. I was the master now. He bent over, showing his muscular arse. I squatted down and licked his hole with my long tongue. He squirmed in pleasure. I penetrated him with it, finding his g-spot, and playing with it. His cock jumped about. With an animal grunt, I forced my cock into him, his body quivering as I fucked him with incredible strength.

I grew harder and longer, as I pounded him. He turned around – I forced his legs up over my shoulders, and buggered him. I licked his nipples with my long tongue, and laughed an inhuman laugh, as I fucked him senseless. Suddenly, I felt another surge of strength as more muscle grew on my body. My skin nearly ripped open. The ground trembled beneath me. I looked at my arms, as sharp horns pierced through the skin. His body grew too, his chest stretching with muscle. With a roar, I came in a ferocious orgasm, red-hot spunk entering him deep inside. I came again and again, drowning him inside.

Eventually I withdrew from him, as my body returned to its pre-sex state. Panting, my former master said, “You are the human incarnate of our master – you exist in this world and the next. You will invade the homes of the humans, and show them your power” I raised my mighty hand – I knew what I was to do. My demon lord had passed on the knowledge. I could feel him in my head, guiding me on my quest. I was ready for the challenge.

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