Chapter 40: Between A Cock And A Wet Place

“And that is all I know. I swear. You probably both think I’m insane.”

Bob and Amy glanced at each other as a distraught Henry sipped a mug of cheap coffee at this kitchen table, shotgun still in hand. Anybody else on earth probably would have agreed with him. Definitely any police officer or law enforcement agent, hence why they held off on calling 911 before getting Henry’s side of the story. If what he just told them, if it was true…Mathias was more of a monster then either of them could believe. This went beyond just turning women into bimbos for him to enjoy, he was actively **** and transforming everyone who worked in his company.

“Henry, you are more help than you could possibly know right now. The important thing is you are alive, and you fought off these…well…I don’t know if I can call them people anymore.” Bob said calmly to him.

The two assassins that now lay under sheets in the hallway of Bob’s cabin were two of these male “drones” like the one Henry saw on the operating table in Los Angeles. Pale skin, sunken eyes, wispy and balding hair, and genitalia that was barely existent except for use in urination. These ones also had several implants in their arms, different weapons that could be unsheathed from the skin like some kind of cyberpunk oddity. They were shoddily installed though, as if whoever made them did not estimate the survival of the subject to be more then a few days. The brain was partially exposed on both of them, revealing the frontal lobe was completely gone and replaced with a device that most likely overwrote all natural functions to give these things direct commands, and also contained a small explosive device, most likely to self-detonate once Henry was dead…they weren’t bullet proof though.

“Is there any other information you can recall about Maximus? If they had any dirty laundry that has been overlooked? Something we can turn onto the federal government?” Amy said while scribbling down everything on a legal pad.

“Lady, I was a janitor. I cleaned up beakers and test tubes. Took out trash. Made light talk around the water cooler at lunch. I only saw what I saw. I probably got out of Los Angeles before they had me scheduled to be on that lab table next.”

There was a knock at the door that made Henry jump up with the shotgun to his shoulder.

“Easy Henry…it’s ok, just a friend of mine. Stay here, he will want to talk to you too.” Bob said as he got up from his chair and went to the door.

Outside stood three officers with FBI written on their jackets. The eldest one, a tall and handsome man with grey hair and aviators, smiled when Bob answered the door.

“Bob, when are you ever going to call me for something normal you know, like dinner? Becky has been bugging me about it for ages.” The agent said as he shook Bob’s hand.

“Nolan, you and I both know that Becky just wants to eat out my wife while we watch. We could not even be in the room at all.” He said as they laughed at each other. Nolan was a graduate of course, an old graduate, one that Bob and Marsha met after they married and moved to New York. He was one of the leading agents in the FBI, and one of its best trainers.

“I hope you don’t mind if I brought some rookies along…they are fresh from the academy, and from our…mutual Alma mater if you know what I mean.”

Bob looked behind Nolan and saw a young man and woman standing behind him. The man was tall and well built, like an Olympic swimmer. The woman was built like a gymnast, but the low buttoned blouse under her partially zipped FBI jacket, teasingly accentuating her recently acquired cleavage, was not subtle at all that she learned how to dress for professional pleasure.

“No…in fact that is probably for the best…we may have a problem, Nolan. A big one. There are a lot of moving parts here, and that Alma Mater is probably in the crosshairs.”

“Well, can’t do anything jaw jacking out on the porch. Mercado, DuPont, start logging everything you see, don’t leave any evidence overlooked.”

The two agents nodded and brought equipment inside. The female agent brushed by Bob, and he felt her hand grab his cock and squeeze, biting her lower lip and making eye contact briefly.

Bob raised his eyebrows at Nolan who could only laugh and mutter something that sounded like ‘Rookies’ under his breath as he followed the agents inside. Bob took out his phone and dialed Marsha’s number. Straight to voicemail.

“Fuck. Marsha where are you?”

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Nicoletta stood with her arms crossed, standing beside Beth and Dr. Williams as they both stared at the blown-up image of the nanites she found in Jenna’s samples. They both stood silently, deep in shocked silence.

“I just can’t believe this…all the safeguards we put in place, all the work put into making sure this place was as impenetrable as possible, torn to shreds.” Dr. Williams said sadly as he polished his eyeglasses off.

“Well, I hate it when I am right,” Beth said as she checked a notification on her watch, “I just had our security check the lab computers and they confirmed some kind of code was uploaded into the mainframe that logged the new cocktail Jenna received as non-abnormal. They also confirmed that Wendy was making regular visits down there and making sure to provide the night guard with “surprises” in order to get regular entry.”

“I just can’t believe it; Wendy was one of our best graduates…why do this?” Dr. Williams surmised.

“Mathias dug his claws into her doctor. Just like he is trying to do with Jenna, who knows who else here is on his take?” Nicoletta said in a hypothetical tone. They couldn’t rule out any possibility at this point.

“This is going to be a nightmare. If our guests even get wind of this, we will have a riot on our hands. Not to mention The Board, we have to tell them about this, about Mathias worming his way within our walls without having to set foot near the property.” Beth said

“We don’t have to do anything right now. So far Jenna’s is the only samples that have been changed, I checked three times in the entire registry. What we do need to do is find her and get her into her tank.” Nicoletta insisted as she led them into Jenna’s lab.

“Are you sure this will work?”

“It has to. You saw what it did to her two friends, this new bath is made of a super concentrated form of her original cocktail, that should provide her body with the immunity to destroy or co-opt the nanites to control herself.” Nicoletta said as she started to turn on the machines and check the filling tank.

“And if it doesn’t?” Beth questioned.

“Then Jenna is lost, do you want to explain that to Marsha?”

Beth sighed through gritted teeth. She did agree, Jenna was top priority right now, but the looming threat of Mathias on The Factory was heavy on her mind.

Dr. Williams began to help Nicoletta start to set up the machines, watching the fluid fill the tank, now turning a very mercurial silver color. Jenna’s health was heavy on his mind too. He should have seen the signs, should have done something. Beth already admonished him before for even thinking that this was his fault when Mathias was the man to blame, but was he not the lone individual who the entire Factory looked to when it came to undergoing a healthy and fruitful physical transformation?

All three jumped suddenly as the door to the lab swung open. Jenna stood in the frame. She looked ragged, hair frazzled, and completely naked.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY LAB?”

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As Bob and Amy helped his FBI contacts piece together a case against Maximus Pharma and Nicoletta was showing Dr. Williams and Beth the nanite threat to the entire Factory itself, Wendy lay on the bed in Artemis and Athena’s room, covered in cum. It had only been an hour, but the two women did things to her that she couldn’t even comprehend. Things that even Mathias never could do. Her body ached and vibrated from the pleasure, the molten gobs of multiple cumshots painting her.

She still had a deep dread over failing to reach her mistress to warn her of what was to come, but the immediate threat was torn to shreds when Athena grew her own cock and then performed double vaginal penetration with Artemis on Wendy. The worst thing was that throughout it, both of them kept whispering in her ear how wet she was, how much she enjoyed their cocks, and Wendy couldn’t disagree.

Artemis and Athena just got out of the shower, toweling each other off as Wendy tried to sit up on the bed with no avail. Artemis dried off her body with a towel and felt the eyes of her lover on her.

“If you keep staring at my ass we are just going to start fucking again.” She said with a cheeky grin, not totally against the idea of just locking their door and using their bodies to break their minds with pleasure all night long.

“Darling, I can’t help it, to contemplate a true work of art you must gaze upon it for moments.” Athena said as she felt a twitch in her loins, her cock aching to be set free once more. It was almost silly to say, before Artemis she never could really describe anything she did as loving. Her entire existence as Athena was based on using lust and sex as a tool to break the slaves of Mathias down, a process that she could not deny enjoying, in between having Mathias fuck her as well.

With Artemis though, she genuinely felt a deep lust for her. You could even say it was almost love. The idea of laying with her every night and fucking each other to sleep, or watching her fuck another slut, growing into her now perfect body, seeing her smile back to Athena as she ascended to a new arena of perfection. It almost made her cum just from the thought. Even more reason to give their gift to more women, this feeling could not be contained for long. The world needed it.

“Plus, when you gaze at art, you feel inspired…it is time to start our revolution my love.” Athena said as she threw Artemis a tactical bodysuit out of her bags. It was a design that Mathias had made especially for her “non-****” related work for him. It was slim, and clung to her enhanced body like a glove, but it also was interwoven with new fabric designed to protect her skin from knives and moderate hand to hand injuries. I also had a magnetic “utility strap” woven around the waist, perfect for holding holsters, ammunition, blades, strap-ons…for when her targets needed a little, extra, correction.

“So, what is the plan?” Artemis said as she slipped into the body suit, feeling the fabric immediately form fit her ass and legs, making her pussy tingle with excitement. They both were bimbo sluts at their base of course, having an outfit like this was such a turn on.

“Simple. We collect Jenna, copy or collect as much of her work as possible, meet this one at the entrance, transport them to the private lab.”

Athena had been toiling away for years behind the scenes, having her own personal base set up piece by piece as she served Mathias, all for the day that she would finally be able to deal him a mortal blow and start remaking humanity in her image. Adding Jenna to her plan would kill two birds with one stone, take away what Mathias desired the most and speed up their capability to intake more women, dose them with the Athena nanites, make the cosmetic changes needed, and then unleash them onto the world to bring in more recruits.

“What if we meet resistance?” Artemis replied as Wendy started to stir, gurgling on a bit of cum that still lingered in the back of her throat. She desperately tried to will her body to make for the door, a futile effort considering it felt like her muscles were melted.

“Simple. Elimination.”

Artemis raised an eyebrow at that, which made Athena laugh with a dark tone.

“What? Time is of the essence my love; you think that once we abscond with two graduates The Factory won’t contact their outside connections to find us? Not only that, but Mathias will also find out if I didn’t complete my mission and start to hunt us down as well. The less witnesses we have, the more time to cover our tracks and disappear.”

“Oh, I don’t disagree…I just thought that we would at least get a honeymoon in before we killed anybody.” Artemis joked as Athena felt another twitch in her loins, the thought of dining on her lover’s pussy as the sun set on a cabana in Fiji flashing in her head. There would be plenty of time for honeymoons and days filled with their nude bodies in carnal bliss after they change the world for the better.

The amazons finished suiting up, attaching a simple utility set on their waists, when they both heard a bump on the floor. They turned to see that Wendy had managed to crawl and fall off the bed, still groggy from the fuck marathon they put her through but beginning to rouse.

“Jenna…must…Jenna.” She whispered as she desperately pulled herself to the door.

“Cheshire.”

Wendy instantly froze on the floor. Cursing internally as the subliminal programming took hold.

“Wendy, you will get yourself cleaned up and dressed. Meet us at our transport outside the factory in 30 minutes, on the dot.” Athena said commandingly.

Wendy spat a bit as her eyes darted to Athena, making eye contact with her. A moment that made Athena surprised.

“Defiance? Interesting. But not to worry, that will soon fade away once you experience your new cock surging from your body. Now, clean yourself, you filthy little slut.”

Wendy got up to her feet and wobbled over to the shower, turning on the water and sitting under the flow of the water. It was the only thing she could do.

“Now, my love, let’s go hunting.” Athena said to Artemis as she kissed her on the lips, making out and slapping her ass playfully.

As they walked out their door, Wendy could only hope her mistress was stronger than her. If not, then they would both soon fall to Athena.

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Jenna staggered across the main foyer of the factory, not registering the raised eyebrows and shouts from other candidates. Newer folks were surprised, not yet accustomed to the level of freedom The Factory provides, while experienced members cheered her on, some even asking if they could join her for a post run session. Jenna ignored them all, the voices in her head were too loud.

YOU ARE A COWARD. A spineless coward! Magnus and his cock were all ours and you just let that whore bitch slap you like that?

Veenee! Don’t call Misty a ho! I mean, she is a slut, but one of our best fuck friends!

SHUT UP you aberration! You are nothing but a hole to be filled, you are nothing!

Veenee I’m just as much of a smarty pants as you! Just because I want to do things take a big old double-sided dildo and throat the entire thing doesn’t mean I don’t want the same things you do. You need to relax gurl!

“No…not…me…none of this is me.” She said under her breath as she made her way to her lab. She was taking this moment of confusion between her inner selves as a blessing, she needed to figure out how to control or eliminate Venus and…and…

You know our name silly! Aphrodite! That is kinda a long name, and I know that asshole with the rocking cock gave us that name, but I like it!

THAT IS NOT OUR NAME!

Venus and Aphrodite continued to bicker in her head as she reached the science floor. Jenna didn’t know how she was going to do it, but there had to be an answer in her notes. There had to be, something deep within her was willing her forward, to right the ship.

Jenna opened the door to her lab, and was met with the sight of Nicoletta, Beth, and Dr. Williams turning around and facing her. Her equipment was on and running, and the isolation tank was now filled with the same cloudy fluid of their previous tests.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY LAB!” Venus roared out, taking Jenna’s moment of shock to lunge into the front of Jenna’s consciousness.

Oooooh more sexy friends to fuck! Four-way action with one cock! We haven’t had Dr. Williams yet Veenee, I bet his cock is awesome!”

Jenna leaned against the door frame as Venus leaving the driver seat to continue to scold Aphrodite made her lightheaded. Dr. Williams rushed forward and helped her into a chair.

“Well, that certainly saved us some time.” Nicoletta said with a shrug, not even registering the fact that Jenna was missing her clothing. That would save them even more time to be honest.

“Jenna, look at me, let me see your eyes.” Dr. Williams said in full doctor mode as he pulled out his medical flashlight. He looked into Jenna’s eyes and saw her pupils were fully constricted, and her eyes were slightly twitching. Her heart rate was rapid, just off the cuff from an initial feel, Jenna felt like she was running a 130 bpm at least.

“Damn it, why didn’t I see the signs before.” He cursed as she fetched a cold compress and placed it on Jenna’s forehead.

Ooooooh chilly! Doc better be careful, or he will get our nipples nice and hard…and then I will get him nice and hard!

Jenna then felt herself lick her lips lewdly with her tongue, the first time she felt something other than Venus rise to the front of her mind. Aphrodite was getting her legs under her.

“Don’t beat yourself up Robert, this whole situation is the most out of left field thing that could possibly occur. I am going to have a field day with our security protocol once we make sure Jenna is safe and deal with a certain asshole alumnus.” Beth said as she anxiously gazed around the at the hoarder science den Jenna’s lab had become.

“All in due time, the solution is almost ready. Doctor, please cover Jenna up if you will, I’d rather not her catch a cold on top of being a nanite colony.” Nicoletta stated as the tapped on the computer that regulated the flow of liquid, setting some final calibrations.

The Doctor realized that Jenna had been naked this entire time, so he jumped to grab one of the emergency fire blankets on the wall of the lab and covered Jenna in it. She pulled it over her shoulders and kept staring into the ground, a slight chill ran across her body.

UM. HELLO!? These imbeciles are touching MY WORK, MY LAB! Get it together and THROW THIS TRASH OUT!

That bath looks awesome and all, but not enough bubbles! Can’t have a sexy bubble bath without bubbles…and a few friends to share it with hehehehehe.

“Jenna? Jenna are you in there?”

The sound of a male voice made Jenna perk up and look toward the door, seeing Mag…Arthur standing there, clothing disheveled.

“Well, well, Mr. Maximus. How fortunate for you to show up here, unannounced.” Beth said with a hard stare as Dr. Williams also tensed up and postured between the door and Jenna.

“Calm yourself you two, Mr. Mathis was expected, at least by me…and he should be followed by more guests in three, two, one…” Nicoletta counted down as Misty barreled into Arthur, forcing him into the room with a stumbling step.

“JENNA! You can’t just run, phew, off like that. NAKED!” Misty panted as Tso click clacked into the room in her impressive heels right behind her.

I WILL DO AS I PLEASE YOU WHORE!

Jesus Veenee lay off already, it is starting to get on my nerves, and I am the chillest slut here!

“Good, we are all here, sans Marsha so I am guessing she is right behind you three?” Nicoletta said to the newer arrivals who nodded.

“Then let’s not delay, if Mathias does have his claws in this place already, they will know we are moving against him. Jenna, can you stand?”

“Yes.” She said quietly as she got up, still shivering from the cold in the lab.

“Good. What I am about to say to you may sound ****…”

“My **** regiment has been tampered with to change me into some kind of super bimbo?”

Everyone took a huge double take at Jenna’s calm reply.

“You…you knew something was wrong?” Dr. Williams said with an arched eyebrow.

What, THE FUCK. ARE YOU DOING?!

“Yes…no…I don’t know…I think I might be going crazy…but it all felt…right?” Jenna said in a methodical fashion.

“Right? Jenna, you have been trapped in here for weeks, you stopped talking to Misty or myself about anything. We are a team remember? We have each other’s backs.” Tso said with a comforting smile.

And jeopardize my work? No. Perfection must be achieved, and when that happens, then you can do ALL the talking you like, on your knees, as you lick the pussy of your SUPERIOR.

Mmmmmm Tso’s got a wicked tongue now, no doubt that head game will be the bomb. Plus, she can make us both look as sinfully sexy as possible! No man or woman will want to mess with us, because then we won’t fuck them!

Jenna shook off the cobwebs of the voices to smile weakly back at Tso.

“I know…it’s just…I am starting to question why I even came here. What this place means to my future. I originally wanted to go because I just wanted the same…chemistry…my parents had with the world when I was growing up. To fit into the family portrait, you know…but now, now it is so much more than that.”

Marsha reached the door frame and saw everyone paying attention to Jenna, she stopped just before entering, not wanting to interrupt what could be an important moment.

“To accomplish that, did I just want to become my mother, a carbon copy? Maybe…but then, I started having these dreams, dreams of what I could be, what I can become, what others want me to be. Do I become a model Graduate…or a sexual dominating ****…or a slut who is built to fuck and look pretty?”

Jenna locked eyes with Arthur on that. She felt a connection again, a bond of expectation set by those who came before you.

“I wrapped it up in my work. I wanted…perfection. Maybe I wanted too much. Too little. I don’t know.”

For once the voices also held off, but Jenna could feel their intensity lingering in the back of her mind, the white-hot rage of Venus, and the mildly vapid but very “YAS, GURL” energy of Aphrodite.

“What I do know, and what I finally realize, is that I have lost my ability to choose what direction I need to be in, what path I need to take. That starts now.” Jenna said firmly, feeling that extra presence from before, remember that black and cracked obelisk on her hill in her dreams.

“NO.” Venus said, shoving Jenna back in her mind and whipping around to the now stunned group.

“You are all weak. WEAK! This place gave you the chance to become gods and you wasted it! You could curve the world to your whim, make nations kneel at your feet to lick your toes, and you do what?! Have a nightly orgy and take tantric, yoga? Mother! You showed me that being a TRUE bimbo means holding your lovers by their lust and taking what you want! THIS IS JUST WHAT YOU ALWAYS WANTED!”

“Jenna enough. This isn’t you. I know it. I know the pressure you were under for so long; your father and I always knew…but what you are talking about, taking control, being a perfect goddess on earth. You sound like a man I knew a long time ago, who thought what this place brought him gave him permission to play God. He was far from that,” Marsha pleaded as she glanced at Arthur, “Nobody can be a God Jenna, not your father, not me, not Mathias Maximus, no one. What this place allows you to become is your best self, the self that is locked away, that is what it got for me and your father. That is what we believed it can do for you too.”

Arthur almost forgot that no more than 20 minutes ago he was fully fucking Marsha like a wild animal. He saw the human under all that toned body and bimbo confidence. He remembered what he saw in his dream, just be the man you know you can be.

Jenna wanted to run to her Mother, hug her and apologize. Apologize for not talking to her about how she felt with her and Dad more, about her being a sore thumb between both of them, but Venus was still very much in the driver’s seat.

“Spare me. Sanctimonious horseshit is all I hear. You know, as simple minded as this Maximus fuck is, he has it right. I am glad he let me unlock what I was blind to see. Sure, he wanted me to become his vapid cock holster, but I think once I am done here, he will see how misguided that choice was.”

You know I am right here right? I know I love sucking cock Veenee, but I am nobody’s cock holster, we gonna have problems you and I!

Venus ignored the slut sharing space with Jenna at the moment. She will have to delete her from her mind somehow in the coming days.

“My Uncle is no role model Jenna, and I know now that he is more monstrous than I could have ever imagined. It took me a while to understand what this place really means too; I saw it as nothing but an excuse for rich people to fuck constantly to be honest. Absolute power is not going to make you happy, connections are, human connections. This place will help everyone find the human connections they denied all their lives. Mathias wants to make that nothing more than a select few brutes fucking nothing but obedient slaves. Let us help you, we can still right this!” Arthur finally spoke up.

“And look at you, Mr. Feelings, wonder where those feelings were when you were being walked around here by Wendy and fucking whoever she told you to fuck right? Oh, I know everything little Magnus, pathetic. YOU ARE ALL IRRELEVANT ANYWAY. My work shall have me ascend and then you will see how wrong you all are. And for the last fucking time, my name, IS VEN…”

Jenna suddenly lost consciousness and flopped back into the arms of Nicoletta, who just applied a swift chop to a pressure point in their neck.

“NICOLETTA! WHAT THE FUCK!” Marsha screamed as the Russian lifted Jenna into her arms and walked her up the platform to start strapping her down to the chair that would submerge her in the solution tub!

“Apologies everyone, but I have heard many ranting monologues about power in my life and they all end the same way, besides we cannot waste any more time. Dr. Williams, can you start the process please?” Nicoletta said as she finished strapping Jenna into the chair and attaching the breathing apparatus.

Doctor Williams broke out of his shock and stumbled over to the console, clicking the right sequence button and watched the chair make it’s slow decent into the solution. Jenna’s body slipped into the silver-colored cloud disappearing beneath its calm surface.

Marsha was still heated and went over to slap Nicoletta for judo chopping her daughter, when the Russian shot her an icy stare that made her take a deep breath.

“Now, we wait. As soon as Jenna goes through this cycle I designed to neutralize the nanites, then we can get started on rooting out whatever corruption Mathias implanted in The Factory.” Nicoletta said.

“Oh darn, it looks like the party got started without us my love.”

The group looked at the doorway to behold two tall and muscular women clad in skintight tactical suits. The red head was new to him, but Arthur recognized the second woman in an instant. He only saw her a handful of times accompanying his uncle to larger public functions, as a bodyguard. She was a woman made of iron and had a name as intimidating too.

“Athena!?” Arthur said with a shock.

“In the flesh Magnus…my companion and I have come to collect Jenna Franklin. Her presence is requested by the Master.” Athena said with a vile taste in her mouth, she hated calling Mathias that, but if the ruse led whatever stragglers were behind once they were done here to him instead of them, all the better.

“And as you know, he doesn’t like waiting. So, we can do this the easy way, or my way.”

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Jenna shot up to a sitting position. For the first time in months, her mind was clear.

She was in her dream field, but this time it felt as real as anything else. She remembered what Tso described in her dream, how dipping in the tank took her to a place that matched her mind’s eye.

Although, the field she woke up in resembled a cacophony of color and sounds light years away from the first walk she took through the tulips.

First thing was the tulips themselves; they were back. They sprouted in odd angles, fighting for sun with two other plants that popped up in random intervals. She recognized the roses of Venus, a deep and lush bulb, blood red, with a stark black stem and sharp thorns.

Both of them made the third flower, a new addition, look insane by comparison.

Randomly spaced every few feet or so, hanging above the tulip and rose covered ground, were sunflowers. All six feet of them, except instead of the usual brown bulbs with the famous yellow petals with a green stalk, these sunflowers had deep pink stalks, leading to a head in the shape of a…

“You have to be fucking kidding me.” Jenna groaned.

It was a penis.

It was a big old pink Penis shaped flower with white petals, longer petals coming from the tip of said penis. If Aphrodite was any more on the nose, she would break it.

Jenna got off the ground and dusted herself off, feeling a rumble beneath her feet. She turned to the direction of the sound and saw the familiar hill off in the distance with the pillar of light shining down, and standing next to it was another large black tree. Venus’s handiwork no doubt, as Jenna could tell from a distance that this tree was regal in shape, it was nowhere near as gnarled as the original tree. It cascaded into the sky, the pink, red, and blue sky?

“Do I always have to have my work cut out for me?” Jenna said as she started to jog toward the source of the rumbling. If she could muster a guess, Venus was not taking Jenna’s trip into the tank well, and Aphrodite was probably not be making things easier. Jenna knew she had to confront these two bimbos made manifest, but she knew she couldn’t do it alone.

She started to break into a run, heading directly for the hill and its pillar of light.

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Dr. Willams shouted in pain as he was thrown against a cabinet of containers, falling to the floor, and covering his head as the shattered glass and contents rained down on his head.

The group chose to go Athena’s route with her request.

Artemis was currently engaged with Misty, wildly brandishing a chair like a lion tamer against the amazon, while Nicoletta broke out her old KGB training in hand to hand keeping her distracted as she felt the stiff breeze from Artemis’s kicks and punches. She could tell that she was going for killing blows with each attempt. She could also smell her, she was wet, she was horny as all hell and reminding them with each punch and crazed smile.

Athena began the fracas when Beth strode forward and demanded they leave, stating that they had no authority here. Athena backhanded Beth so forcefully that it knocked her out. Robert Williams immediately went to engage her, spurred by the sight of his love being struck and found himself quickly outmatched. He stepped and landed a full punch in the stomach of the woman, and the immediate pain he felt indicated exactly which bones in his hand he probably broke. Athena then laughed, licked her lips, and Judo threw him into the closet.

“Now then, I will ask one more time, as much fun as this is, we have a schedule to keep. I will be taking Jenna now, please stay out of my way.” Athena said in a deep and husky voice, she was in her element, and it was turning her on as much as Artemis.

Tso ran in front of her to block her, but Athena just swooped in, tripped her, and held her to the floor by her throat.

“Fuck…you!” Tso gasped.

“Keep trying me, and you will.” Athena laughed as she licked Tso’s face with her long and dexterous tongue.

She felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist and lift her from the ground, throwing her back in a German suplex. Athena gracefully used the momentum of the throw to flip in the air and land in a splayed position on the floor, sporting a wicked smile.

“Magnus, I am shocked, a few months of getting your cock pumped and suddenly you grow a spine.”

Arthur stood between Tso and Athena, as Marsha rushed behind him to grab Tso and drag her into a corner of the room free from being attacked. He had ripped his shirt when Artemis pushed him back trying to rush to the tank, so he stood before Athena shirtless, his factory changed upper body now on full display.

“Times have changed Athena. Mathias can shove his vision or whatever prophecy he believes in up his ass. If you want Jenna, you are going to have to get through me.” He said as he took a defensive stance. He dabbled in some MMA training in the past, but knew it was pale in comparison to his uncle’s trusted bodyguard.

Athena laughed maniacally, sighing as she stood in the din of Artemis continuing to fight off Nicoletta, even with Misty now hanging off her back like an erstwhile child on a parent’s back at a theme park, screaming obscenities.

“Oh Magnus, all those muscles, and that admittedly impressive bulge, and you still are the same fool. You and I are more alike than you could imagine.” She said as she cracked her knuckles.

Arthur ran forward and grappled Athena in a standing finger lock, both of their muscles flexing, the veins popping.

“My name…is Arthur. I won’t let you have her!”

“You can certainly try.”

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Jenna finally reached the edge of the small clearing around the hill, stopping and hiding behind a large group of the penis stalks, a term that she still internally groaned every time she thought about it.

Just as she thought, Venus and Aphrodite were having a spat in the clearing, although both of them looked nothing like Jenna had seen in the past.

Aphrodite, now manifesting her own form and not an illusion of what Mathias wanted, resembled the same super bimbo that Jenna saw before, but somehow more human?

Sure, she still had the bolted on fake tits, ass and lips, but it was more a realistic image then the absolute cartoon she was before. She stood at a majestic 5’11’ with legs almost as long as the stalks of the flowers she contributed to the flower field. Her platinum blond hair fell in a straight shimmering line down her back where it rested right at the top of her amazing ass, a fake ass that would make any plastic surgeon question their talent and abilities on sight. Her tits were defying gravity, but came in at a perfect 37DDD form, with adorable nipples that popped like buttons. Her face was Jenna’s but a perfect heart shape with striking cheekbones, done up with the makeup of an artisan, a button nose, and plump lips that invited lust even from a distance.

She was dressed in a diaphanous pink robe with white fur adorning the boarders, a matching one-piece lingerie number with an aggressive hip line and deep neck gash to show off her insane cleavage, complete with matching 8-inch heels.

If there was any more perfect image of a classic, yet sophisticated Bimbo, she was it.

“God Veenee calm down, so your silly plan didn’t work, it is no biggie. Maybe it’s my turn to plan for a change!” She chirped while instinctively groping her perfect titties.

Venus on the other hand, looked like she was taking a turn for the worst. What was a mildly sharper shadow reflection of Jenna had turned into a sinister, yet oddly beautiful creature. Her hair, a shimmering silky black, was cut in a sharp and crisp bob, almost like a “Karen”-esque cut, and it framed thin and almost hollow version of her face. Her body was more supermodel compared to Aphrodite’s bombshell bimbo, she was fit, thin, and from certain angles Jenna could have sworn her limbs looked almost too long. Like mother from Coraline long. Her entire body was black and white, save for her eyes that were a blood scarlet red.

She was adorned with a slinky dress that had an aggressive slit up the side to her hip, showing her owned. The top of the dress was a black fur stole that framed her shoulders and her tits, also pushed up to enhance her cleavage. She also wore matching 8-inch heels. At least there was one thing Jenna could connect between all of these people in her head.

Venus now finally had a true form, and it was furious.

“I DO NOT PLACATE TO LESSER BEINGS. AND FOR THE LAST TIME, VENUS!” She screamed as she gestured with her hand and a huge branch of the tree snapped off and rocketed towards Aphrodite with breakneck speed.

The bimbo giggled as the branch impacted her spot on the ground, resulting in another large tremor and rumble. Jenna though she was done for, when a giggling Aphrodite appeared from behind a larger penis flower stalk sticking out her tongue.

“Veenee how many of those silly twigs are you going to throw at me before you realize I am here to stay! Besides, aren’t you afraid of hurting your big chair…thing?”

“Throne! IT IS A THRONE. My throne, and only mine! The sooner you get that and fuck off to whatever cock you crawled off, the sooner I can bring us to true perfection!”

Jenna looked behind Venus and saw that the lower portion of this new black tree was carved into an elegant and garish looking chair, the whole back of the tree resembling writing human bodies in different states of coitus and the support of the chair carved to look like men and woman on all fours holding up the seat. They were intricate…too intricate…she could almost swear she could see the carvings moaning.

“Almost…there…”

Jenna turned from the din to the source of the whisper, she looked up the hill, the one she would climb to no avail in her dreams, to the large black obelisk that Venus showed her the last time she was here. It was now cracked in multiple places, letting golden light shine through.

“Touch…the pillar…free…yourself…”

Jenna felt another large thud and groan of wood being manipulated as she looked back at Venus and Aphrodite, the latter sticking out her tongue as she seemingly teleported from place to place, smacking her ass as Venus frustratingly was commanding a large root to whack a mole her to no avail.

She closed her eyes and thought of everything that led up to this point. Her parents. The Factory. Wendy. Arthur. Mathias, Venus, Aphrodite…every step she took on this journey was laid before her, felt like some kind of destiny. Yet, none of the steps felt like her own…that changes now.

She sighed and made a break for the hill. She sprinted with every single ounce of strength she had, glancing behind her to make sure the good bimbo and the wicked bimbo were still distracting themselves. She turned back and found herself running headfirst into a soft pillowy embrace of breasts. The saccharine smell of fresh baked pie wafted heavily within the cleavage as Jenna pulled herself back out and gasped for air.

“OH. MY. GAWD! Jenny! I was hoping you would come! We haven’t had a chance to gossip together!” Aphrodite squealed as she massaged her tits and adjusted the lingerie where Jenna had run into her.

Shit. She must have saw her break from the three line and teleported in front of her.

“YOU!”

Double Shit. Jenna looked over her shoulder to see Venus, now facing the from the clearing, venom in her eyes. Her white teeth gritted in a smile of malicious intent. She started to briskly walk to the foot of the hill, eyes trained on Jenna.

She had to act fast, and a thought came to her head. It surely wouldn’t work, but where was logic in the moment?

“Aphrodite, look, cock!” She yelled and pointed off to the right. This could not possibly work.

“HEEHEEEE WHERE?!” She then squealed as she turned her whole body to the right.

Jenna ran right by her, leaving the shock of that working for later, now sprinting up the hill.

“NO! I won’t let you undo everything that we can accomplish! EVERYTHING I CAN MAKE YOU BECOME!” Venus shrieked, now gliding across the ground like she was floating on air. Aphrodite, visibly disappointed by the lack of cock, turned and followed Venus, popping out from different trees along the path.

Jenna kept her head forward, her mind sharp.

---

“UGH!” Arthur grunted as he was kicked back into the wall of the lab next to the tank, feeling the impact of Athena’s boot reverberate through his chest. He recovered quickly enough to just avoid Athena’s fist caving his head in, he dodged just in time to see the dent in the metal wall.

“Come on Arthur, you must be fucking with me. I would expect the nephew of the great Mathias to have a little more FIRE!” She hissed as she swung her heel around with such ferocity that it made a whipping sound through the air, grazing Arthur’s chin hair.

Arthur tried to punch back and managed to shove her onto a table, but Athena simply read the environment and vaulted over the table like a gymnast, landing on the other side lewdly panting with glee. Arthur didn’t know what was more disconcerting, the fact he was getting his ass kicked or the fact that Athena was visibly mid orgasm from kicking his ass.

“God, I haven’t seen action in MONTHS. Feels so good to let this perfect body loose!” Athena moaned as she went in for another few blows, impacting Arthur’s ribcage.

He grunted and ducked as another roundhouse kick flew past him, making him fall over the table and land next to Marsha and Tso, who was holding what looked like a makeshift ice pack to her throat.

Athena went to kick the table to the side when she felt a metal tray hit the back of her head. Unfazed, she slowly turned to see Dr. Williams standing near the supply cabinet, wondering why he just did that. Athena licked her lips and made her way to the panicking doctor.

“Are you alright?” Marsha said as Arthur tried to count how many of his ribs were currently bruised or broken.

“I’d put myself at a solid 6 out of 10.” Arthur grunted as he peered over the table. Artemis was still fighting with Nicoletta, who seemed to be the only one in the room keeping pace with these warrior women. Misty had been chucked off Artemis’s neck and was throwing empty notebooks at her from afar. Beth was still knocked out cold, and Dr. Williams was holding a mop at arm's length in a feeble attempt to prevent getting smacked.

“I don’t suppose you have any ideas on how to deal with this?” Marsha said as Tso winced in pain.

“I have only met Athena a few times, and in those times, I knew to steer clear…she may be one of my uncle’s projects but there were a lot of rumors that she did investigations for him as well. The more ridiculous rumors were she did wet work…I thought those were bullshit but now I think they may have been right.”

“Well, it is clear that physical combat is not going to get us anywhere…hmmmm…we have to bring this to a level playing field.”

Before Arthur could ask her what she meant, Marsha had stood up and walked around the table.

“Excuse me! If you could stop playing around with the good Doctor for a moment, we need to have a chat.”

Athena’s gaze shifted over to Marsha, and a sinister smirk crawled across her face as she chucked the mop head, chopped down by her strikes alone, at the head of the prone Dr. Williams.

“A pleasure to meet you, Marsha. I always wanted to know the woman who vexed my employer so much…the mere mention of your name would get his balls in a knot. It is this respect that prevents me from wanting to injure you in any way…so be a dear and let us collect your daughter.” Athena said with a very unnerving calm, cracking her knuckles.

“Now you know I can’t just let that happen. I’m not going to fight you either if that is what you are meaning to do otherwise. So uncivilized.”

“Oh? Then how do you plan on stopping me from breaking every bone in your body?” Athena chuckled as she licked her lips.

“Simple. I will give you, and your equally ripped friend over there, a challenge. If you win said challenge, then you can take what you seek.”

“WHAT ARE YOU DO…” Arthur yelled from behind the table but was shushed by a single finger gesture from Marsha.

“We are on a tight schedule…but I am intrigued…” Athena said as she crossed her arms.

“It is simple really…but one you should understand…instead of using your fists to prove your dominance, why don’t you use your tongue?” Marsha said flatly as she stripped naked once more.

Arthur’s eyes would have shot out of his head if that were possible.

“Goddamn.” Athena uttered as she beheld Marsha McPherson in her glory for the first time. This woman was a specimen in her own right. She made a mental note to make sure to offer her a chance to become one of new breed when they were set up.

“It is simple really. We settled challenges here all the time this way. Sex Battle. If you make me cum first, you win, and vice versa. Arthur will join me in helping out your friend.”

“I’m going to do what now!?” He guffawed.

“Deal.” Athena said immediately. She knew they were on a schedule. But goddamn it she was horny as fuck. Plus, filling the womb of her former master’s mortal enemy would only be another victory she could hold in his face.

“Perfect. Arthur, be a dear and strip for our friends. I am sure they will follow suit as is customary for these things.”

“Hold on a second, I have done a lot of weird shit since getting here but you will have to be crazy if you think I am going to take part in a…” He said, justified in his anger, when he turned to see Athena strip her body suit to reveal her insanely stacked body and bolted on tits. He then felt his zipper strain and start to break.

“…for fuck’s sake.” He relented, as the sight of the amazon in the nude got him rock hard down below. He looked at Marsha with an incredulous glance as he also stripped naked, letting his cock flop free and erect.

“Holy Shit Magnus! Look at you! Can’t call you little anymore, can we? Artemis is going to love you…quit playing with your new friends and come over here for a moment.”

Artemis looked over to behold her lover, Marsha and Arthur standing in the nude. She had just pinned Nicoletta up against the wall and was trying to **** her out by lifting her off the ground. She stopped and let her go, letting her slink to the floor, gasping for air.

“What did I miss? And why are you DAMN WHAT A COCK ON THIS ONE!” Artemis shouted in excitement at the turgid stick before her.

“Change of plans baby…Marsha and Arthur have challenged us to a contest of lust. If we can make both of them cum before us, we can walk out of here with Jenna. If we lose…what do you want if we somehow lose?”

“Simple. You surrender, and you tell us everything you know.” Marsha stated, as if they were deciding the parameters of chess and not of fucking.

“Seems easy enough.” Athena said as Artemis stripped naked too.

“Can I take her baby…I bet her pussy is so tight.” Artemis begged as she licked Athena’s ear.

“No, you get this fine specimen over here baby…I know he isn’t one of us, but you must sometimes admit that there are exceptions to the rule when it comes to cocks. Marsha is all mine.”

“Ok!” Artemis chirped as she kept into action.

“HEEAAAAGH!” Arthur screamed as he barely had time to react to the amazon leaping to her knees, grabbing both of his ass cheeks, and slamming his cock down her throat.

“Now that that is settled, shall we begin?” Athena said to Marsha.

“Of course, be my guest, what would you like to do?” Marsha asked of her challenger, over the very sloppy sounds of Artemis almost inhaling Arthur, and Arthur summoning all the willpower in his mind to not immediately coat this woman in semen.

“Why don’t we match our friends over here…it’s only fair.”

Before Marsha could ask, she looked down to see a fully engorged penis emerge from Athena’s loins. Athena smiled, licked her palm, and began stroking herself, lathering up her cock with spit and pre-cum.

Everyone’s jaw that wasn’t occupied by a cock dropped…except for Marsha.

“Well, can’t say I have ever seen that before. However, such is our agreement.” She said with a sudden fierceness, as she got on her knees, and started to lick the head of Athena with her tongue, darting, teasing, and making sure not a nerve ending was left untouched.

Athena, surprised briefly by Marsha’s calm reaction to her perfection, felt something she had not felt in a long time…the pang of sexual surprise…the joy when a new lover does something to you your body cannot deny. This was a good idea. What a way to stake their victory then showing these people the first glimpse of what the world will look like. How the new human hierarchy will work. The beings of perfect form like Artemis and Athena, making what they wish of perfect fuck toys like Marsha and Arthur.

Athena sighed as Marsha began to fully throat her cock, matching Artemis in terms of thrust and sloppy spit.

The Sex Battle had begun.

---

Jenna dodged another branch embedding the side of the hill next to her as she continued to climb.

“You don’t deserve to be in charge here. I am everything you ever wanted, all you hoped to achieve, everything you should have been when you were born!” Venus continued to monologue as she glided up the hill behind Jenna, hurling branches like massive arrows. She paused every few feet because she was getting whacked in the face by penis sunflowers, eliciting shrieks of anger.

“Veenee if you kill her then I can’t tell her how we are going to suck so much cock together!”

Jenna ignored her doppelgängers as she continued to rise the hill, she was almost there, she could see the lip of the precipice that would reveal the small temple like structure with the obelisk inside. She yelped and fell to the ground as she felt something wrap around her angle, a dark root had sprouted out of the ground and held her in place.

“You could never overcome your imperfections, that is why I am here. I am you, perfected! Our problems, everything holding us back, will be dust once I take us to the zenith! Isn’t that what you want?!”

“Not if it means becoming a monster like you! I have seen your dreams, I know what you want, you want what HE wanted.” Jenna fired back as she kicked at the root, breaking it bark and wriggling free. She rolled over as another shot out of the ground and unsuccessfully tried to grapple her down.

“Whooooooo! You tell her Jen! Tell that meanie who the real bimbo is!” Aphrodite cheered from a bright pink lawn chair, with a massive bowl of popcorn in her hands, summoned from nothing as it seemed.

“WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP!” Venus yelled, exasperated at the constant bubbly interjections being lobbed her way.

“So demanding, maybe that’s why you are so unhappy Veenee. Me this, me that, dominate this, dominate that. Have you ever thought about just calming down, relaxing, finding a good cock to ride and just letting the joy take over?”

Jenna lulled a bit as a giggle came up deep from her sternum. She shook her head, as less diabolical as Aphrodite was, she couldn’t let that side win either. The side whose main concerns seemed to be her quality of lingerie and the number of orgasms she had in a day.

She finally crested the top of the hill, the obelisk standing before her. It had even more cracks in it then before and hummed like a transformer about to blow. Venus burst from the ground before Jenna, emerging from a ripped hole in the hill by her roots, knocking Jenna to the ground.

“Don’t you get it? I am inevitable. This is what you are meant to become. I am what you are meant to be! Why don’t you understand this? All those times when people would look at us differently because of mommy and daddy, all the men and women who would dismiss us because of our superior intellect, all the roadblocks put in our way, all from the fact that you keep DENYING that I am THE TRUTH!”

Aphrodite was off to the side, clapping gleefully as she chomped on her popcorn loudly, popped pieces landing in her valley of cleavage.

“You know Venus, you are truth. A truth. A truth I kept at the back of my mind for a long time. However, THE truth is something even you forgot. This isn’t your mind. It’s MINE.”

Venus cocked her eyebrow as a large column of earth shot out of the ground at a diagonal and flung her across the hill. Jenna felt a nosebleed go down her lip as she scrambled back up and sprinted for the obelisk.

“NOOOOOOO!” Venus screeched as she sent one last wave of routes to Jenna.

Aphrodite leaned out of her chair, dropping the popcorn as the saw Jenna leap, arm outstretched, the dark roots shooting out of the ground. Jenna willed herself through the air, seeing the cracked stone in front of her. Her fingertips touched the obelisk, which hummed with intense volume as the light within got brighter and brighter.

And then everything went white.

…

“FUCK YES! UNNNNNNNGH FUCK SO FUCKING THICK!” Artemis grunted as she felt Arthur’s cock hit the back of her womb. Unsuccessful in her attempts to make Arthur cum quickly to please Athena, she transitioned to getting him in the Amazon position, and she was going to fuck this man. She could almost see her victory, pinning Arthur’s legs behind his head and using his cock as her own personal fuck stick, having his cum blast her insides. What Artemis didn’t expect, was just how good Arthur’s cock made her feel, how her pussy shuddered once she sunk fully down onto him.

She moaned and started to hump into Arthur, forgetting the intricate dirty talk she was planning on unleashing to break his spirit, her mind now only focused on using every inch of the thick rod inside of her to make her gush.

Arthur grunted as he looked for his window to somehow transition out of this situation, his legs dangling over his head as Artemis fucked downward. He survived the blowjob from hell, but if he didn’t take control soon, he would have to cum or implode his balls. In between feeling like his dick was about to be twisted off, he glanced over to check in on Marsha.

Marsha of course looked like she was enjoying this as much as Athena was. Athena was leaning back on her knees as Marsha was prone between her legs in a downward dog, fully engulfing the cock of the amazon in front of her.

“Mmmmmmn that’s it, every inch of me, you like how my cock feels in your throat slut?” Athena bantered, trying to mask the fact that Marsha’s fellatio was sending lighting through her body.

Marsha only looked up and made eye contact with Athena, somehow smirking even with her mouth formed in the perfect o-shaped seal around her member, and playfully winked as she once again full throated her, nestling her nose right above Athena’s pubic area. Athena twitched, keeping her cool, but lost in the insane sensation of Marsha’s throat massaging her cock, making it feel like a firm band of muscle was rolling down her cock all the way to the tip. She even let a sharp sigh out as she felt Martha’s tongue slip out and began dexterously darting across the base of her clit.

Arthur would have kept staring, the sight of Marsha just moving right past the fact that a human female grew a monster dick in front her to fucking it like it was nothing a true marvel, but his own Amazon problem was ramping up. Artemis had gone full manic, her eyes crazed and her tongue lolling out of her mouth, she was sweating like she was running a marathon.

“Fuckyessogoodanddeepinmypussy. FUCK. SOWET. YOU’RE MakING mE So wEt!” She moaned as her thrusts were now accompanied by wet squelches and very generous queefs due to the air being **** in and out around the seal her cunt made on Arthur’s cock. If Arthur had to guess, Artemis had to be new at…whatever this was…and that could be his window. Using the position to his advantage he shifted back and spring forward, doing a kip up with Artemis still riding him. He landed on his feet and caught Artemis at the same time, her feet now laying on his shoulders and him grabbing her around the waist.

Both of them briefly stopped, eyes boggled, wondering how the fuck did Arthur do that.

“Um…Ok…Uh…GURCH!” Arthur gasped as he felt Artemis grab him by the Adam’s apple.

“HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT ME! YOU SHOULD BEG FOR ME TO FUCK YOU!” She roared as she shifted her legs to wrap around Arthur, cinching him in a grapple.

“Oh…really?” Arthur wheezed out as he felt the legs wrap around him and constrict like a snake…he read the body language, felt the energy shift…Artemis didn’t want to stop he knew that, but she felt her keeping him inside her, she didn’t want to let his cock go…he had it!

Using all his strength, he bucked up with his hips, sending Artemis sliding up his cock and then letting her slam down on top of him full bore.

“AAAAAAaaaaauauaaaaaaauauauahaaaaaaa!” She wailed, breaking her grip and grabbing onto Arthur’s shoulders to brace herself.

“Because it feels like you want me to fuck you.” He said in a teasing tone as he thrust again, bouncing Athena up and down.

“GaaaaaaaHAAAAAUghaaaaa…please…”

“Please? I don’t understand, here let me adjust a bit to hear a bit better.” Arthur coyly asked as he thrust a third time, causing her to babble again.

“Please, PLEASE, keep fucking me…Please!” Artemis begged; all sense of dominance now melted down. She did not possess the hardened years of being an operative of a sociopath who required correction of his harem from time to time, so Artemis’s body was just reacting to its enhanced needs, and her body needed Arthur’s cock.

“Ok…I will…but this time, we do it my way.” He said as he carried Artemis over to the table he was hiding behind before. He laid her down on the table in missionary position, her legs still wrapped around him like a vice, not relinquishing the hold. Arthur solved that problem by leaning forward and playfully darting his tongue across Artemis’s nipples, making her moan and unclamp herself momentarily. He went back upright and grabbed Artemis’s legs, positioning them to be splayed wide.

“I’m not going to stop until you cum, so best forfeit now.” Arthur teased, seeing if the little display of confidence was enough to pull off a wild card ending. That though was dashed by Artemis slapping him across the face.

“Shut up…and FUCK ME!”

Arthur winced at the red hand mark slowly appearing on his face, grabbed Artemis by her waist, and started to pump in and out of her as she laid on the table, causing her to start wailing and babbling all forms of gibberish.

Athena took a break from feeling the glorious fellatio before her to witness her lover currently giggling and speaking in tongues as she was allowing this man to have his way with her. They were losing the advantage, she had to help.

“Artemis, FOCUS!” She commanded as she moved to get up. She gasped as she felt her legs be swept out from under her, forcing her to land on her ass, when she looked back up Marsha was already on top of her, and she felt her eyes roll into her head when she felt a wet and hot cunt sliding up and down her cock.

“Now, now, we never agreed to 2 on 1, and besides, you can’t just reveal this impressive cock and not let me have it inside me.” Marsha soothingly whispered into Athena’s face as she teased the tip of Athena’s cock with the entrance of her womb. Athena could only curse as Marsha lowered herself onto her. Marsha was the real deal, nothing like the slit of a ****, or even her own lover’s womb. As Marsha bottomed out on her, Athena sharply exhaled and let her tongue hang from her mouth. This was the womb of a Bimbo…a true Bimbo.

“Ooooooh that’s it…let me make you feel good!” Marsha said as she began to slowly buck up and down on the amazon.

In contrast, Arthur was keeping a very sharp pace, making sure to keep Artemis as occupied as possible so she didn’t jump up to aid Athena.

“OOOOOOOOOASDHD YESH UM UM UM OH GOD YES COCK PLEASE FILL ME UP. FILL ME UP!”

In a moment of madness, Artemis lost all track of her being, and Arthur could only gasp as Artemis let loose her cock. The infernal organ created an intense pressure sensation on his cock for a moment as it came out and landed with a wet plap on Artemis’s toned mid-section. It was glistening wet.

Arthur kept his pace, trying not to think too much about the fact a fully grown penis with less than normal ridges along the shaft just shot out of what by all accounts was a fully human woman. Preferring to look upon Marsha artfully handling her part of the agreement.

Marsha had lured Athena into a trap, she was currently on all fours, letting Athena fuck her from behind.

“You like that you Bimbo slut, you want this perfect cock don’t you!” Athena demanded as she desperately slid in and out of Marsha, not wanting to admit that she was being tugged and tweaked in ways she never felt before.

Marsha could only laugh and wink at Arthur as she let her partner start to tire herself out, a fact that angered Athena even more. She grunted as she bent over and picked up Marsha, holding her in a reverse standing fuck position, and began to rapidly thrust into her, an act that actually caught Marsha by surprise.

“You arrogant bitch! You think you have won? I will make you CUM. YOU WILL BEG FOR IT!” Athena roared as she started to rapidly thrust into Marsha, the wet squelching noises of Martha’s pussy joining in chorus with Artemis.

“UMMMMAAAAAH yes that’s it, finally! Kick it into full gear for mommy.” Marsha said with a joyful moan.

Arthur then felt something hit his abs, he looked down to see that Artemis was now fully erect and standing at attention as he fucked her, she was looking at Athena and stroking herself at the same time, in bliss as she watched her lover dominate while being dominated herself.

“Arthur dear,” Marsha said in between thrusts, “time to end this game…remember…being a stud is all about bringing your partner ultimate pleasure…no matter who they may be.” She cooed as she turned and pulled Athena into a kiss, making Athena moan louder as she thrust faster and faster.

Arthur looked down at the wet penis before him…He never really considered this before in his time here…but this was a must win scenario…and he had already come this far.

“Excuse me.” He assertively said as he batted away Artemis’s hand, making her groan in protest.

“Oh, COME ON! YOU CAN’T WIN JUST FACE IT! I WILL MAKE YOU CUM FOR HER!” Artemis yelled back in a moment of clarity, squeezing her pussy muscles to clamp onto Arthur’s cock.

“Oh? Even when you are at a disadvantage.” He said through gritted teeth, fighting every urge to fill her up like a Twinkie.

Artemis only cocked her eyebrow and gasped. Arthur started to stroke her cock, using his enhanced grip to take long and smooth strokes over her. Her eyes went cross eyed, and she flung herself back on the table, Arthur had her now, he just had to outlast her. He began to use both his hands on her cock in tandem with his thrusts.

“GUUUUUUUUH AH. TH. NA. I’M GONNA CUM!!!” Artemis screamed.

“NO. WE SHALL NOT LOSE!” Athena roared as she felt Marsha twitch, the first time she let a little weakness show, making her pose in standing doggy so she could pump like piston into her. Marsha began to drool; she was almost at her limit too. It was looking like a photo finish was at hand.

“Arthur! With me, let's give them what they want so badly.” She moaned in a husky voice as Arthur nodded gearing up for a final push.

“ARTEMIS! SHOW THEM WHAT WE ARE!” Athena screamed as she felt her body ready to explode.

All four lovers reached that peak, the moment before you drop off the cliff face of sex. The climax was before them, all that was left, was for someone to tip off the edge.

Arthur yelled. Marsha moaned. Athena growled. Artemis screamed.

And then everything went white.

---

Mathias sat naked in his smoking chair, his cock still slick with the cum and spit of Samantha and three of his latest slaves. He was feeling a bit under the weather today, so he kept his carnal rights to four holes today, sating his needs in private.

He beheld Samantha, his loving sister-in-law turned prime slut, laying back on the bed and cooing as three former lawyers ate her out, desperately using their mouths to try and devour his seed from deep within her.

He reached behind him and grabbed a leather-bound diary from the shelf. A personal account he would frequently update. He turned to the latest page and began to write out his exploits and thoughts of the day. How Samantha learned a new position for him, one where another **** held her up by the ankles so he could throat fuck her while she was suspended in the air. That kind of initiative in servitude to her mate was a welcome development in her programming. How these three new slaves were quickly joining his roster of favorites. He loved turning investigative journalists into panting and begging whores, finally realizing their only purpose was to be a sleeve for cock.

He put down his pen, when a pang of brief nostalgia hit him, and he flopped the book to the front page. He kept this diary at the factory after his…moment of grand embarrassment at the hands of Marsha Franklin. He beheld the scrawling handwriting of a **** being, a man who was on the precipice of realizing his destiny. He recalled that poor soul…and the thoughts that occupied his mind.

He stood and walked to the window, beholding the grand lawn in front of his palatial estate. Recalling his former life, he remembered the first time he looked at his body in the mirror and thought that something was wrong, that he should have been somebody else. He used his parent's God to repress those feelings, relying on dogma to insist on what was the natural order, he was a man, he was biologically a male, there was no reason to think otherwise. Yet, when he was **** from his parent’s home, as he grew into an adult, even as he started his time at The Factory, he looked upon women with jealousy, that they were getting what he wanted without being trapped in a body they felt alien inside of.

How foolish of him. He really should thank Marsha the next time he sees her, kneeling under him and covered in his cum. If it weren’t for her silly bet, he never would have dedicated himself to correcting his course, to eliminate those feelings from his mind, and to enhance himself into the icon and pinnacle of the male form, as he should be.

His attention was drawn to the computer on his desk, it was Athena. Finally. He had waited long enough.

He sat in his chair and clicked the green phone button, leaning back as the video chat signaled it was in connection.

“You have taken longer than usual my dear. Don’t tell me that you have lost your touch.” He said with a deep rumble as he looked at the screen and blinked in surprise. Jenna Franklin looked back at him through the screen, analyzing him from her own chat window.

“So, this is who I have to thank for spiking all of my ****? Well, Wendy was right about one thing, you certainly look like a man among men.”

Mathias leaned forward, this new development intriguing him intensely. He decided to play along for now.

“I assure you, looks are the tip of what you see before you…I assume you are Jenna Franklin?”

“At your service sir, and you must be Mathias Maximus. I have heard so much about you, and your plans for me.”

Mathias twitched. Wendy and Athena failed him. He would have to make sure they would be collected so he could properly punish them for this.

He did not lose. He would not lose.

“Relax daddy, I call in peace. You see, I just woke up from a much-needed bath. I assume that you are familiar with my work?” Jenna said as she gestured behind her to the freshly drained tank.

“I am. Interesting indeed Ms. Franklin, in the proper hands you could do a lot of good in the world.”

“You can quit the act; I know you couldn’t care less about curing cancer or broken bones. You only care about one thing.”

“And that is?” Mathias said back, feeling a bit intrigued by the sudden playful confidence in display before him.

“Perfection. You want perfection. And after waking up, I think I can help you get it.”

“Hmmmm.” He hummed, letting Jenna speak further.

She backed up to reveal Athena and Artemis, knocked out and tied to tables, a very nervous Wendy standing behind her, averting her eyes and visibly trembling. Against the tables, tied up were Beth, Dr. Williams, Misty, Tso, Arthur…and Marsha Franklin.

“You see, when I woke up, your agents had already dealt with my mother and your nephew. They then tried to take me, but I am not one to just be **** to do anything. Your nanites, in combination with my treatment, made it easy to dispatch them. Wendy helped too, your amazons are impressive, but they are weak in mind.”

Mathias continued to look into the eyes of the woman before him, contemplating this wrinkle in his perfect plan.

“After we had them properly detained, I had this little slut explain everything, finally.” She said as she grabbed Wendy and slapped her ass, eliciting a yelp and light whimper.

“I see. Then. Why call me? To brag?” Mathias inquired, getting a brief moment of pleasure from Wendy, seeing the fear and joy on her face as Jenna sent her off camera after kissing her full on the lips and slapping her ass again.

“Well, a little, but after taking a moment to think about it, I want to offer you something.”

“And what is that?”

“Me.”

Mathias sat up slowly in his chair. There was no way this was going to be that easy.

“So…you want to become my Aphrodite?”

“On I want to be more than that. However, such things are better discussed in person don’t you think? So, I extend you this invitation Mathias Maximus. Come to The Factory. Alone. Meet with me in my lab, and I promise what I have proposed to you will be better than just making another Bimbo to slobber on your…wonderful cock.”

Mathias felt outrage, how dare this bitch tell him what to do. Yet. He beheld the prone bodies behind him. His failure of a nephew, his right-hand woman and her new companion, Jenna’s own mother…He had to admit he was a little impressed.

“You intrigue me. I haven’t felt intrigued in a while. If you know what I want, then you know what future awaits you correct?” He asked.

Jenna nodded with a smile.

“Then why? Why give in?”

“Oh, I am not giving in, I will serve you, but I also want to stand beside you…daddy.” Jenna said with a wink and a long lick of her lips with her tongue, which looked a bit longer than before.

Mathias felt his cock thump the underside of his desk. Interesting. Interesting indeed.

“I will be there in a few days, I expect a proper welcome, don’t let me down Aphrodite.”

“I won't baby, I never will, and by the way…it’s Venus” Venus said as she blew him a sloppy kiss and closed the call.

“Samantha…instruct the slaves to clean this mansion from top to bottom.” He said in an affirming voice to the pile of wet sluts on his bed.

“Ooooooh are we having another orgy master!” She excitedly pipped up, wiping pussy juice from her face and licking it from her fingertips.

“No…Your new mistress is finally arriving. The one who will become female perfection.”

“REALLY!!! OMG APHRODITE IS FINALLY HERE?” One of the slaves said excitedly as she began instinctually masturbating at the thought of her master’s plan finally happening.

“Yes…in a way…there have been some developments that need my personal attention. I will be gone for a few days. When I return, you will all welcome your future queen.”

The sluts crawled out of bed and tittered out the door, running to cleanse themselves and alert the other bimbo slaves to the will of their Master. Mathias gazed out on the lawn once more, breathing in his impending victory.

Aphrodite…or Venus…would finally be his.

Finally, he could begin molding the world.

To perfection.

END OF PART 4

Note From Ted: Yeeeeeeeeesh. Oh man. That took a bit longer than I thought. But here it is, the end of part four. That leaves part 5, and as you can see, we are coming to the end very soon. Part five is all that remains, I don’t know if I will have the usual ten chapters to wrap up the story followed by epilogues or wrap up the story in five chapters and use the later five chapters as epilogues instead. It is all up in the air at the moment. Thank you for sticking with this story for as long as I have been trotting out chapters.

I also want to reiterate, since I brought this up with Mathias’s origin story a few chapters back. If you identify as transexual then that is perfectly awesome, and I encourage you to live the life that makes you happy and whole. In the context of this story, I am playing off a circumstance from my real life, where strict religious dogma and certain familial pressures affected somebody in my life who thought they may be transexual from exploring this realization in a healthy and nurturing environment, instead being **** by an oppressive thought process that what they are feeling is unnatural and a sin. Luckily that person had other family members who supported them, and helped them through eventually coming out and transitioning, unlike the very much fantasy/erotica I present to you here.

I know that bringing this up in a story about Bimbos and Studs is a bit of a left field pitch, but I want to make sure EVERYONE enjoys my story and that everyone is comfortable reading it, regardless of gender or orientation.

See you next time, and buckle up, things are going to get wild.