With a lot of sticky

Condiment Wizard was floating there in a cloud of tits and delicate female hands; he wasn't sure what to make of this situation. He had hands all over him caressing every inch of his body that they could touch. The taller ones were kissing and licking him clean. It was surreal; he was pretty sure in the few minutes this whole thing had started he had four different women tonguing his ass.

The situation was the purest form of insanity and chaos given form. This fueled the ritual circle, keeping it going despite magical tartar sauce no longer flowing through it. He was carried for a little distance, not that Condiment Wizard knew, as he was too lost in sessions to notice, though the destination did shock him as he was lowered onto a bed.

It was the strangest and most lewd bed she had ever seen or been on. He was also pretty sure it was one of the lewdest beds in history. Dozens of women that had either a large ass or big tits had gotten naked and gotten on top of one another. This created what was a mattress of tits and ass. He had no words to describe the strange sensation going across the mattress of lewd flesh except to say it was surprisingly bouncy.

Lucie Brisbois had hazel eyes and goldish-orange hair. She had small breasts and a large ass with a thin waist. She'd work her whole life in tech, being one of the few female coders not there because of a quota. She worked her every day, proving she had what it took, and so had climbed the corporate ladder. It was due to her most recent promotion that she'd gotten a reward of a sea trip through the Mediterranean Sea as a reward for making the company so much money.

She had tried to flee, but the tentacle had proven too strong and fast for her. So she was caught and brought to where she was now. She should have been furious, trying to strangle the twisted man that had captured them, but she wasn't. Instead, with her rather large ass, she had found herself as a part of the lewd mattress quickly forming.

She should have used this change to attack and take their captor by surprise, but she didn't. All she could do was lay there perfectly still as his head eventually ended up laying on her plump ass. In this moment as she tried to lie as still as possible, trying her best to become nothing more than a living pillow, she knew that all those tears of learning and working in the corporate sector had been for nothing. As if she had never felt more joy and fulfillment than in this moment.

Benicia Martell was one of three Spanish model girls from Spain that had been on one of the yachts. She was currently one of these, kissing and stroking their new master's feet. She would have normally never done this; too proud a woman to lower herself that far. She had given tit jobs and blow jobs and had given sex out as a favor, but she had never lowered herself to kissing a man's feet.

In this moment she did so without hesitation, her mouth competing with others for the same thing as her fellow Spanish models tried to do the same, trying to please their master in any way they could. As it was what he clearly deserved. She'd been with powerful politicians and celebrities. She's been on the laps of some of the most powerful men in Europe, and not one of them could hold a candle to the one whose feet she kissed and loved with all she could give.

Raa Ballard was from there; she had brown eyes and mid-back length, wavy, dark brown hair. She has a thin waist and no breast or ass, being rather flat when it comes to either. She was from Algeria and had been a teacher. She'd been a good one trying her best to prepare her students for the job market. She was no longer a good teacher. As she had no idea where her male students were and her female students were currently acting like cheap sluts.

Wandering around the cave, trying to get as close as they could to the man at the center of everything. They, like all those not close enough to touch and please him, were playing with each other, making sure wherever he looked there was a show to arouse and please him. She herself was licking and sucking on his left nipple, one of a dozen girls currently licking his chest.

She should have been horrified, giving up everything she had been and letting her female students throw their dignity away just in the hopes that this man would be pleased with their whorish displays. She wasn't, though, as she saw the man for what he truly was. Which was a god, and all things were to be done in service to their new god; anything less was deserving of death.

Condiment Wizard was too busy being on cloud nine to notice how devoted they were. He just noticed how every part of him was feeling pleasure from the woman nearest to him. Eventually it was all too much, and he came, probably the hardest in his life. His cum going into the air with each spurt from his cock and covering the nearest women in his cum and causing them all to descend on one another, licking with wild abandon. Condiment Wizard lay there a moment, breathing heavily, looking around and wondering. If he could handle taking all these women at once and finding himself afraid of the answer he knew was true.