Chapter 5 : No One Man Should Have All That Power, Especially This One

Richard found himself face up , his rotund form bare , feeling himself wading side to side in a gentle but fixed motion.

"Am I dead ?" He thought to himself rather solemnly , slowly opening his eyes to take inventory of his situation.

Doing so he found himself tenderly wading down a small stream, roughly the width of his body , whose water gleamed a near translucent cosmic shine . He found it strange , not just the glow , but the caressing warmth of the water that softly stroked his entire body , piercing into the very core of his bones , calming his every fiber. However , what struck him as even more peculiar was what surrounded the stream . He gazed left and right , up and down , and in every direction he looked he found himself surrounded by an all expansive , never ending shroud of inexorable blackness. His only source of illumination being the equally as unending body of water he travelled upon.

" So this is the after life huh. It's a lot better than I expected , especially for some one like me . Hehehehe !" Dick mused to himself , gently rocking back and forth at the kind behest of the smooth current, he felt almost like a baby being lolled to bed by the kind fingers of the small waves.

Dick shut his eyes once more , deciding that he might as well enjoy the ride , wherever it may be leading him , as the water continued to cradle him peaceably , inviting him to accept the tender embrace of sleep. Yet, this silent contentment wouldn't last for long. It was like the sound of hundreds of explosions of lightning went off all at once , sending the looming vibrations of thunder riveting through Richards ears. He flung his eyes wide open near blood shot , as a blinding radiant yellow light nearly scorched his corneas. His eyes watered and were bleary as they struggled to adjust to new source of illumination that brightened the black void he was drifting along.

" What the fuck !?" He cried , as he rubbed his irritated eyes gingerly.

Opening them he found that he was surrounded by dozens of small bubbles , containing the same brilliant sheen as the stream he continued to floated along. What marked them as different however , was that each seemed to hold an almost translucent reflection of everyone of Dick's memories , both fond and forgotten. Richard stared in awe as the memories drifted by him , his eyes taking special attention to linger on those most important. They appeared to be ordered in proximity to him by their age , an importance , the older and more forgotten farther away and the newer and closes to his heart almost drifting right beside him. Dick almost shed a tear as he recounted some with fondness and other's with malicious hate. A small smile crept up on his face as he watched the drift by , recounting his childhood , his first kiss , his first time, his graduation and promotions , the tender embrace of his loving wife on their marriage day and the birth of his two children, he even recalled with great detail how dumped a years worth of backed up baby batter down your mother's delicate gullet . Remembering vividly , how her soft , full lips provided the perfect cushion as he delivered each powerful thrust of his girthy engorged cock , how her warm , wet , tight throat clung desperately to its stiffened shape , wringing wringing his balls empty with a powerful vacuum like suction , how guttural her cries for air were as he indiscriminately assaulted her soft , dainty face. Oh how he would've loved to go for a round two with the undoubtedly equally as fat and far more receptive pair of lips she had downstairs.

" If it wasn't for that fucking blonde brat ! " Richard cried out , cursing your name as he was bitterly reminded of the vicious beating you had laid upon him.

Recalling it now, had caused all of Dick's most repressed and painful memories to assail him all at once . He watched his divorce play by, his wife taking the kids , house and a new lover, how his boss brutally fired him despite knowing of his precarious situation and recent separation , his time in prison where he was subjected to every manner of **** and lastly his time on the streets where he was **** to grovel to survive.

" Fuckkkkkkkkkkk ! " Richard screamed in intense agony , as he began to sob uncontrollably.

Richard wanted nothing more than for the world that treated him like shit to burn and the people who wronged him to get their comeuppance, but most of all he wanted the power to make it happen. He would continue his relentless sobbing for some time before another booming noise would **** his ears and somber pity party. What marked this occasion as different however , is that it would seem this clamor was speaking to him.

" DO YOU DESIRE POWER ! " An eldritch voice boomed thunderously , sending reverberations through out Dick's very being , it's demonic cadence hiding a beckoning allure , demanding an answer.

" YES ! " Richard cried out, without any hesitation.

" I CAN GRANT OUY THE POWER YOU DESIRE MORTAL . ALL I ASK IS THAT YOU BEND YOUR WILL TO MY OWN !" The voice thundered once more , the same beckoning nature permeating its input , motioning , no , demanding an answer.

" YES ! " Richard howled , once again with little deliberation.

" DO YOU SUBMIT TO ME ! " The voice cried out once more , more as like a command than a question , seemingly sure pf Richards response.

" Yes........" Richard trailed off sullenly , wiping the snot and tears from his bloated face.

" HAHAHAHA! YOU'RE MINE NOW RICHARD ! " The voiced jovially responded , it's demonic tone rich with a sense of twisted triumph.

" NOW GO FORTH AND ENJOY MY BOON . BUT KNOW THAT WHEN I CALL UPON YOUR FEEBLE SOUL , I EXPECT AN ANSWER. HAHAHA! TAKE CARE OF THE ILLIAM NECROSIS FOR ME . " The voice spewed once more in malicious glee and corrupted satisfaction.

Following these words Richard was assaulted by a jolt of powerful electricity resonating throughout his entire body , causing him to violently convulse. Each of his memory bubbles exploding in a brilliance of blinding white rays , before blackening his vision completely.

" Guhuhuuuuuu ..... " Richard peeped , as he gasped for air, his sense of feeling simulated by the icy cold sensation of concrete on his swollen face.

Regaining his senses , Richard sat bolt upright , once again tasked with surveying the area to assess his location and situation . He found himself in a room shrouded in near complete darkness , its features just barely lit from the delicate streams of radiant white moonlight that pierced inward from what seemed like a window located off to the side and above him. It seemed he had been placed in a mostly empty prison cell , surrounded by steel bars on all sides, save for behind where the bars were attached to a dilapidated yellow wall. The cell was perforated by the pungent aroma of feces and urine , no doubt thanks to the single item that had populated the empty cold concrete of his cell , a porcelain toilet that had seen better days. It was a place Dick had seen before, thanks to his prior encounters with other unfortunate women. A place specifically reserved for sexual miscreants and deviants such as himself.

" Huh ..... Guess they haven't bothered to get the lights working for this section of the precinct. Ha ! Like they would for rapists and molesters like me. " He jived , making light of his situation in an attempt to lull his mind.

Placing his hands to the ground and pushing himself upward, Richard decided to try and grab the attention of any guard that had been placed to watch over him. Doing so he felt faint and nauseous almost being thrown off balance and landing flat on his ass. The woozy feeling caught him off guard as he spent a few moments gathering his balance , following which he felt a powerful wave of exhaustion wash over him . His limbs felt ginger and as if they had been bolted down , granting him a cruel reminder of the events prior to his most recent incarceration.

" Raggggh ! That fucking brat." He grumbled under his breath , making a mental note to give him and his repressed slut of a mom both a lesson they'd never forget.

Richard limped to the front of his cell , clasping the metal cylinders of his cage as he cried out for any soul nearby , but to no avail. He doubted in his mind that there was even anyone on watch for this section and that no one would come to check on him until morning. Feeling drained and with obviously no where else left to go, Richard slumped to the floor, recounting the events once more that had left him in such a broken state. Being bitterly reminded again, as he tenderly caressed his cracked , mauled visage.

" Stupid kid. " He muttered, before surveying the rest of his body for any lasting injury.

Richard found himself and his attire largely undamaged save for a few blotches of dried blood and dirt. Following his form from his tubby legs , up and over his protruding, swollen gut and flabby chest , he was for the most part all right. That was until he investigated his arms and gasped with surprise upon inspection . Were it not for his **** state, he would've been pacing back and forth in a mix of fear and confusion . Attached to his wrist was a small black leather bound book engraved with the icon of a large twisted decaying oak tree , whose sprawling black roots seemed to come off of the book and dig deeply into the skin of his hairy arms , without so much as an inkling of pain. Housed directly in the tomes center , a small socket containing a radiant violet gem stone that glowed with a soft gentle hue , that he had not seem to notice until now. Surprisingly the gem was what yielded most of Richard's attention, almost entranced by its delicate pulsing glow, causing him to clearly remember his experience prior to his awakening. He recollected the stream , his memories , his breakdown and relentless sobbing , and finally his deal with the demonic voice. Doing so the gem's brilliance grew blindingly , before assaulting his mind with a surge of electricity . Once again Richard's vision went black, as four words etched across his mind.

" WHAT IS YOUR DESIRE ? "

" My desire ....... ? " Richard puzzled, at the new sensations and sights swept across him.

" I guess....... I'd like to get out of this fucking cell !" He mused jokingly, clearly under the impression he was undergoing some sort of psychotic break due to the repeated blows he took to the head.

" AS YOU WISH"

The book flashed words again across Richard's mind before enveloping him in a blinding light , and a gentle warmth.

" What the hell ! " Dick cried before he felt his every cell being scrambled and spirited away.

" Hahhhhhh !" Richard gasped , flinging his eyes wide open.

He was in the same slumped position as before inspecting the black book latched to his arm , only his location was very different. Instead of the cold dank prison cell , he found himself instead back at Pleasant Park, more specifically in the very same spot he was beaten to a bloody pulp, as evidenced by the dried specks of blood and cum surrounding him.

" What the fuck ! I'm back in the park . " He posited to himself , eyes fixed on the ominous leather tome.

" You mean those visions I had , the voice, the fucking stream was all real. " Richard muttered to himself again ,as his heart began to pound faster and faster in his chest.

Obviously skeptical , he thought their was no way , that his vision and even the display of the books power were all delusions of grandeur . A pipe dream , fueled by nothing more than a selfish desire for vengeance. Even in spite of the grimoire piercing into his flesh and the bright gem stone beckoning him to fulfill his every desire. There was only one way to confirm the truth behind the reality he currently experienced. To test it again. Dick closed his eyes and focused intently on the events prior to the cubes activation , recollecting in every detail how the gems brilliance increased to an almost blinding radiance before he was assaulted with a jolt of electricity and a question. And so thought so done , the tome and it's associated triggers occurred again , and soon Richard found himself posed with the same question.

" WHAT IS YOUR DESIRE ? "

Even though he had lost control of his body , Dick could almost feel a smile creep up on his face.

" I wish my face wasn't busted anymore"

Just as before Richard felt himself enveloped by a blinding light and gentle warmth before being plunged back into his body.

Elated to see if it had work , he quickly limped to the waters edge to stare at his reflection and to his immediate joy , his mauled visage was completely healed, an exact replica as before his beating. Were it not for his exhausted condition he would be happily skipping for joy. Realizing such he became acutely aware that he could just wish for his exhaustion to be gone. However before he prepared to do so , he stopped to consider just how time consuming, communing with gem for wishes were , an incredibly sharp thought crawling into his mind as he did. Repeating the steps before, Richard wished that instead of having to commune with the gem, he simply had to say the words " I wish " before inputting his desire, and so said so done as Richard followed this with a wish using the key phrases , to eliminate his exhaustion , to much success.

Feeling refreshed, Richard mind overflowed with all the possibilities this new boon had opened for him . Money , women, power , status , he could have it all, anything his corrupt and perverted heart desired. Thinking about it in more detail , Richard decided he might as well start off small and with a wish any man , perverted or not would make.

" I wish I had a fat horse cock ." He stated with glee , an obscene but elated smile spreading across his cubby face.

Following a few brief moments of intrepid excitement , Richard felt his whole body flush with a burning heat , as his heart rate began to increase in speed, pounding away like a jack hammer inside his chest , boiling blood surging all over his body, concentrating in one point , his loins. An orgasmic pleasure waded over his already fat , greasy cock as it stiffened painfully in his pants and as his balls drooped as low as they could before churning with heat and a desire for release as well. Then in one fluid explosive motion he dropped to his knees in ecstasy as he felt the entire contents of his balls blow into the front of his pants , his cock throbbing with each cathartic explosion . Followed by the erroneous feeling of his spent, tender yet very erect member thrusting violently against the now buckling confines of his worn khaki trousers , as he felt his member swell not only forward in length but thickened side ways in girth as well. It wasn't too long before his rock hard boners offensive split his khaki shorts in two causing his lightning rod to come swinging upwards and outwards in its new fuller , thicker, longer ,obscene form. Normally , due to his grotesque , jutting gut he would only be able to see the head of his swollen cock , but today was certainly a different day. His egregious rod was pushing at least thirteen no fourteen inches forward , it's girth nearly half the size of his thick forearm , its massive engorged tip almost the size of a golf ball. His rod had almost resembled a morning star save for the spikes , meant to punish any foolish slut into submitting to him.

Richard wiped the stream of saliva that had begun draining down the side of his face as he gazed into the starry sky above , still overwhelmed by the orgasmic pleasure he had experienced. Looking downward he marveled at the splendid form of his new schlong , watching it rapidly deflate , having been happily spent just moments ago , flopping on the cold dirt in front of him as it did so. He still couldn't believe it , the book was real and soon every desire he had was going to be fulfilled. He stood up wobbling slightly, his legs having yet to recover from his cascade of pleasure. He could feel his meaty rod slap between his lower thighs as cum dribbled down his legs , he took hold of it and properly shook it off sending specks everywhere. Clasping it in his hands now , he could truly appreciate its girth and weight. His minded riveted with a renewed sense of pleasure, imagining what it would be like to use it on a woman. As he did so a truly devilish and perverse idea crept up into his mind , sending his massive member recoiling forward and thickening in his hand almost sickeningly so again , riving around for another surge of decadent release. Richard could feel his heart pound away , and his blood begin to boil over again as he was overcome by a rabid frenzy of lustful heat, addling his mind. A sinister smile crawled across his face as he licked his chapped, thin lips before uttering the words:

" I wish I knew where that blonde brat lived ."