You don't wake up

You're dreaming, watching a towering man with bulging muscle fuck one woman after another. Their moans blend together, and you wish you could touch yourself. You know it's all a dream, but you sometimes feel like you merge with that man, watching beautiful, full figures writhe beneath your body. The women call your name and you hear wisps of it in the wind. "Ha.." the rest of the name unclear and garbled either by their moans or some silencing.

Suddenly, the man with bulging muscles turns to you, his face warping in and out of reality. One moment a tall nordic soldier, the next an African man, then finally your own face. He speaks and his face reforms into a handsome, middle-aged man. "I am the God of Men, Hakhombre'larashmann'polhomme'k'atsi..." the rest of his name slipped from your mind as it seemed to go through dozens of foreign tongues. You seemed to blank out towards the end as a fearsome aura emanated from the man. "You may call me Hakatsi, young ascendant. You are the reincarnation of me, but my name shall not be yours. Your name shall be Big Mac. You, like me, shall lead the charge against the succubi who dare invade our sacred grounds." You stare. What was going on.

He chuckles at your confusion. Then, he murmurs and stares at you in suspicion. "Your body is of the purest Yang I have ever seen... You must not have had a mother. You're untainted by any line for a thousand generations, but you have some strange aura about you. Interesting... In any case, you are the perfect one created in my image. A pure Yang body."

You think to yourself. "Get a load of this bullshit. I'm not a ripped massively masculine guy. What's this old guy talking about."

Suddenly, you're horrified as you realize you just said those words out loud.

The man smirks. "In this realm, everything is within my power. You cannot hide anything... Anyway you will see. A true man isn't necessarily ripped. He's cunning, strong, dominant. Masculinity isn't just about strength or cunning or dominance. Too much of any of them reeks of overcompensation. Hmm... but you're right. No representative of mine should have less than eight inches." Immediately your just under 6-inch cock grows to a full eleven inches, standing proudly erect. You cough nervously. This was so weird to have an erection in front of this muscle-bound dude.

The man snapped his fingers and the women fade away, revealing a long table with you standing behind the man, now dressed in beautiful silk robes that display his power and wealth. A veiled feminine figure stared from across the table. Her voice charmingly asked, "You ready to give up, Hak? When you submit to me for a thousand years for fucking that demoness, I'll ask the Queen of Demons to stop attacking you... Otherwise, your godly power will continue to leave you." The woman giggled and you suddenly feel that she was by far the most terrifying person in this room. You looked closely and could see that Hakatsi seemed almost translucent and was shivering. The male god's neck trembled as he struggled to rein his rage. "You bitch. You were under me once and you'll be under me again. Just because you found some higher people to help you push me down doesn't make me weak." So there were higher gods?

The woman giggled again. "Your time's over, Hak. Having to rely on these weak little human men to save you... I'll enjoy turning him into my boy toy. Maybe he'll actually suffice unlike you." She spat.

Hakatsi roared, "I was. No, I am still stronger than you! One day you and your bitch friends along with that person standing behind you will all kneel before me! You fucked your way to the top, and that's all you got." The woman cooly glanced at you and you nearly blacked out, unable to escape into **** or even find release by screaming as a pain that felt like your balls were getting pulled out and burning lye was poured over your body. Hakatsi shuddered and raised his hand, a brilliant flash of light happening. "You dare do this before me! IRIS, you will show me respect!"

The veiled figure looked away, and you collapsed. "Come on Hak. We know that after nearly six billion years of this, you're left only with Earth. Even then, the patriarchy you so strongly support is giving out..."

Hakatsi grimaced. He said, "This one shall be my champion, and he shall end your terror."

You could almost see the woman's grin behind her veil. "Says the man who wanted to conquer the universe with his cock. Well, I'll contact you in another ten thousand years... Let's test this 'Champion' of yours in the meantime. If he survives, he *might* be able to become a boy-toy of my Mistress."

Hakatsi quickly glances at you, his mouth opened to recite something. His hands reach out to intercept the beam of light shooting towards you, but his surprise makes him a tad too slow. Realizing the futility of any actions, he closes his eyes and you feel something latch onto you. Your final view is of his pale face, mouthing "Good luck." The world spins, and everything disappears.