Buttfucked by God

Your magnificent cock slides up Jessica’s ass in a single smooth thrust, her oddly stretchy flesh almost eager to accommodate your Holy Evil. Her cheek is mashed against the wall and her eyes have rolled back in her head while her tongue hangs out and inarticulate moaning rises deep from in her throat. Pressure builds within your superhuman balls and you begin erupting jizz into the helpless mortal at hundreds of thousands of gallons per second. In a matter of moment she has become a giant inflated cum balloon, your holy jizz blasting like a firehose out of her ears, eyes, mouth, cunt. As your titanic orgasm comes to an end, she deflates, pearly white jizz pouring out of her and swirling down the shower drains, which were all now designed to handle such things.

Jessica has proven remarkably elastic, but even she can’t be inflated into a cum balloon without consequence. As the last of the holy jizz spills out of her (and down into the sewers and into the oceans where sadistic cannibal mermaids are about to be born) all that remains of Jessica is a baggy skin-suit crumpled on the ground, her face pointing up at the ceiling, and a pair of frightened eyes darting back and forth as she tries to get her jaw-less mouth to form a scream.

You pick the Jessica-suit up by its shoulders and smirk as its head flops backwards to face you upsidedown. “I don’t have a proper identity on Earth yet, so I think I’ll take yours. You don’t mind, right?” With a cruel, cackling laugh you begin to step into Jessica’s mouth like she was a latex costume. Her mouth and face distend wildly as her mouth slides past your hips and your incredible bust, but eventually you are closing her plump lips over your own, and running your new tongue over your new teeth and pushing your cheeks around to get a final fit.

You look down and your breasts are considerably larger than Jessica’s was. “Well, bitch, if you get your body back you’re gonna have some floppy ass tits, I’ll tell you that much,” you say in your own voice. “Because these girls have been all stretched out!” You seize your breasts and begin to savagely kneed and twist them. Any mortal woman would be in exquisite pain from how hard to twist and pull, until they begin to stretch and deform like rubber before snapping back into shape with a meaty thwack.

A mirror appears in mid-air next to you. Jessica’s soul gazes out, terrified and confused. You sneer, give her the finger, and banish her soul to Hell to be **** by a red hot dildo for eternity or until you decide to give her her body back, whichever comes first.

You turn to address the frozen sorority sisters who have been watching you **** and effectively **** their friend. You haven’t been doing anything to keep them from noticing what you did. In fact, you **** them to masturbate while they watched. They haven’t realized it yet, but you’ve given the entire human species a fetish for watching you brutalize mortals. As much as it horrifies them, they are fascinated and aroused. You’re going to **** and **** your way into becoming the most popular person in history.

“Mortals,” you say, with enough divine authority to make the room shake with the sound of your voice, even though you have not raised it even a decibel. “Fear me. Hate me. Love me. That is my command.”

As one, the mortals, your new slaves, drop to their knees and begin praying out loud, worshiping you and crying out in jubilation that God is real and She is Horny.