Chapter 43: The Stud to End All Studs

Bob Franklin paced back and forth, cursing again as the 40th dial to Marsha went straight to voicemail. He kept pacing as he frustratingly shoved the phone in his pocket, his brow furrowed in frustration.

“You are going to wear a hole in the floor of the plane.” Amy said from her seat.

They were currently in the air on the way to Los Angeles, Agent Oliver said he notified his counterparts on the west coast that they were on their way, and to have a team of friendly agents accompany them to The Factory when they landed. They had got a formal set of warrants from a judge after turning in the evidence of the first raid. The cover was a whistleblower turned over massive amounts of financial documents indicating that Mathias Maximus and Maximus Pharma had embezzled over 60 billion dollars through three dark sites and their headquarters. Those three sites of course were the other locations where Mathias would enact his grand plan to convert innocent women into sex slaves, and men into hunched over drones.

Mathias was not at his HQ, and Agent Oliver had a team scrambling to locate where his place of residence was, but in his gut, Bob knew exactly where he would be.

“Pacing helps me keep my blood pressure down.” Bob said as he made his 50th lap of the small jet. He luckily had a wife who had pull with a private jet company. The only souls on the jet besides Amy were the two pilots, and he instructed them that they were not to be disturbed on the flight.

“Look if this guy is where you think it is, going in emotionally charged is not going to help. Also, in all the ways you have described your wife, she sounds like she can handle a situation like this too, right?” Amy insisted, stepping into Bob’s way and forcing him back into a seat.

“I know you are trying to relate right now, and I understand and appreciate it. This…this whole situation is not anything you will every experience before...in fact…you have been nothing but calm through all of this. Why?” Bob said, stopping for a moment.

Amy and he have been hooking up for the better part of a few months now. After their first fuck session at the house when she found that first trove of material on Mathias, it had just become part of the routine at the moment.

Wake up, work out, go to work, go over customer expenditures with Amy and new developments on Maximus Pharma, Amy would ride him on her desk and have him cum down her throat, followed by dinner and then either going home or another session where Amy would let him fuck her in the ass. She also stayed over the manor a few times too.

Bob just realized through all of this she never really questioned anything. Bob’s sexual prowess, him assuring her that Marsha would not mind them having sex, and of course, the cyborg assassins sent by a madman who is turning people into sex dolls. She just nodded and got to work.

Amy brushed a strand of hair out the way, and bit her bottom lip, sighing heavily.

“Yea…don’t be mad…I…kinda know about The Factory.”

Bob rubbed his temple and sat down next to her, gesturing her to continue.

“When I was looking into Maximus’s finances, I tracked down one of their VP’s that lived in New York. I know I should have told you, but I went to his apartment to ask him a few questions…he was very standoffish but eventually I persuaded him to talk.”

“Persuaded huh?” Bob said with a smirk. Amy’s chuckle and slight lick of her lips definitely suggested it was a first base kind of persuasion.

“He had his own hard copy notes he made during meetings. Records he would sneak out of headquarters when he visited. It led us right to Henry, but it also mentioned The Factory under education for Mathias himself. Now, I don’t believe in coincidence, which is why when I saw a box in your closet with some brochures from a similarly named place, I took a look into that too.”

Damn. He knew he should have just thrown out that welcome package he brought home for Jenna.

“Ok…so what do you know?”

“That you, your wife, those FBI agents, and probably this creep you are trying to nail to the wall, all went to this place, and all of you came out looking like an omnisexual dream package, and that this Factory has some very wealthy benefactors, some very famous names too, and an alumni list that goes from suburbanites all the way up to top of our society. And…”

Amy leaned over and reached in between Bob’s legs, grasping his cock and massaging it with a playful squeeze.

“I want in.”

Bob laughed. He should have been surprised by all this, but Amy was proving herself to be clever beyond what her resume put on.

“Just like that huh? No questions about if it is all a front or some kind of scam?”

“You think I didn’t check that first? I did my homework boss, and if this place gave you this body, and if the pictures of your wife on your desk prove that women can get that kind of body, that is all the convincing I need. Plus, I have yet to meet Marsha in person, and something tells me she would love to meet me too.”

“Be careful what you wish for smart ass.” Bob said teasingly as his hand sneaked in between her legs and he began to return the favor, slipping it artfully under her waistband of her dress slacks and underwear, feeling the moistness of Amy’s already wet pussy on his fingertips.

Amy pulled Bob in for a kiss as she unbuckled his belt to get better access to his cock. Now using his precum to lubricate the massive shaft, so when she eventually slinked between his legs, she could better fit it into her mouth.

Bob had finally calmed down a bit. Amy knew it would. He needed to be focused when they got to LA. Amy may not have met Marsha or Jenna yet, but she felt the same way about Mathias as Bob did. It only took one look at one of those cyborg assassins, recognizing the birth bark on his right side, and recognizing that the VP she met didn't just leave town abruptly, to know whoever this is had to be stopped.

Before people got hurt.

Or worse.

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Amar gazed out over the ocean from the deck of The Afternoon Delight, the Factory’s massive yacht. The thing could probably qualify as a cruise ship to be honest. He remembered the harried look on Beth’s face as she explained to the gathered crowd of current Factory program participants and visiting guests that due to an unexpected gas leak in the science wing, The Factory need them to vacate the premises for a few days and have chartered a special cruise. They were to pack enough clothing and…other tools, for at least three days and travel out to the dock to climb aboard.

Something was off. At least he thought it was. Tso was nowhere to be seen, and when he asked Beth about her whereabouts, she said that she was assisting Jenna after her little outburst during the intercourse demonstration and that she would not be able to come on the boat along with her friend Misty.

Amar gazed off at the shoreline, seeing the rock wall formation that disguised the beach cove of the factory, and toyed with the repeating thought of getting in a lifeboat and motoring back.

“Hey Mr. Broody, you are missing all the fun!”

Amar turned around to see Fiona standing behind him, in the nude, with frazzled hair and licking cum off her fingers. Not twenty minutes after the boat launched, everybody got in the sailing mood by starting up the nightly orgy early. The massive ballroom on the ship was currently a debaucherously chaotic scene that would have made the playboy mansion look like an HR meeting.

“Forgive me, I am still in a recovery mood after making love to Tso for you all. I will no doubt take part in some activity on this surprise journey, but for now I am just admiring the coastline. What about your other classmates?”

“Well, Chelsea and Henry slinked off to Henry’s cabin as soon as they were assigned it. I have a feeling they want to have their fun alone. Marlin is currently fucking Carol in the ass down at the orgy after she teased him that he was afraid of a booty as good as hers. Definitely proved her wrong, he was making her speak in tongues going balls deep. He certainly has come a long way.” Fiona sighed as she leaned back on the railing next to Amar, stretching out and licking the last bit of semen from her lips.

“What of our, very theatrical and muscular special guest?”

“Who's cum do you think this is?” Fiona said with a sensual giggle.

“Well, by how you were performing during the demonstration, old Klaus may have met his match.”

“Don’t inflate my ego too much. Bless this place for the physical conditioning and the ****. I may not look it, but I am so sore right now. That man’s cock is like a fucking parking pole.” She said as she stretched forward, feeling her spine click and her muscles twitch with a bit of pain. Pain she was more than willing to have now. Her old definition of pain was getting slapped by a dealer after he would fuck her rough for 5 minutes in lieu of cash for her old habits. Now, sex felt like a release of tension and endorphins, pain that was worth the love.

“Well, once you finalize your program and partake in any upgrades, you will get better over time. The inner you will take that pain and make it pleasure.”

“Hell yea, and once I take a trip in Jenna’s machine, maybe go a step beyond that!” Fiona laughed.

That brought Amar back down to his gut feeling something was off. He did not question Tso’s transformation in the moments they met again, his main thoughts were occupied at the time by the fact she had his entire cock in her mouth. After they parted, he began to realize that the sex he had, was the best sex he ever had. Amar was a fresh graduate, he had at that point been with over 600 partners leading up to that point.

Tso Abella though, it felt like they were made for each other, their cock and pussy form fitted to make each other broil over every single time. This was the same girl that he had to ease into experiencing making love like a graduate not a few months ago. And that brought up what Fiona just mentioned, her friend Jenna, and her machine…

Amar’s thoughts were broken by the feeling of lips swallowing his cock. He looked down to see that in the middle of his internal monologue, Fiona had gotten to her knees and began to slowly blow him. His Graduate cock naturally went from neutral to full erect, but he had a mind to tell her to stop.

“I thought you said you were sore?” He noted.

Fiona laughed as she popped his cock out of her mouth, making Amar grunt as she licked up and down his shaft, taking moments to play with his balls with her tongue too.

“My pussy and my ass? Yes, extremely sore. However, my mouth and tongue are perfectly fine. Besides, I wanted this thing in my mouth since I saw you fucking Tso like that today. Both of you looked so fucking hot…and…I can taste her on your shaft still…Wow! You really got her wet if I can still taste her cum on you!” She remarked as she went back to happily bobbing her head up and down on him.

He leaned his head back and grunted a bit. She was right, and it still made him a bit worried about Tso, him being blown on the deck of a ship when he felt like he should be helping her with her friend.

Or maybe it was all in his head.

Luckily, Amar was turned away from the shoreline, and Fiona was currently focused on tasting his cock, doing what any future graduate should do best, making their partner feel the ultimate pleasure.

Distracted from the flickering hologram of the rocky coastline, revealing The Factory cove briefly, along with a flaming smoking hole in the side of the inner building, before it flickered back, hidden once more.

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“KILL. MATHIAS RIP. MATHIAS TEAR. INFERIOR MEAT!”

Arthur rolled forward as the behemoth that was formally his uncle missed him by near inches, completely obliterating another cabinet of Jenna’s lab equipment and sending it crashing into the door of the lab, knocking it into the hallway.

He acted out of instinct, starting by distracting Mathias and allowing Beth, Dr. Williams, and Tso to run out of the lab. Beth kicked off her heels and started to sprint to the executive wing. In the security office there was a sole gun cabinet, one that probably had never been opened since it was donated by a Graduate from Texas as a gift and to “beef up” the security at The Factory.

She kept that key on her desk for safe keeping, and now was the time to use it.

Nicoletta also jumped into action, attempting to engage Mathias and kick him at a joint or pressure point. She leaped back, face showing mild disgust as the muscles underneath his skin, which now reached a level of sweaty and violently flushed only accomplished by a dozen cage fighters, rippled and contorted to absorb any impact. It wasn’t even registering.

Mathias whipped around, showing a sickening level of flexibility as well, rotating his waist almost completely around and slapping Nicoletta with his massive back hand, sending her flying and toppling over the table that currently held Athena strapped down.

“FILTHY FUCKSLUT. MATHIAS FUCK YOU. MAKE YOU ****. YOU ALL SLAVES!” He growled.

“FAT CHANCE ASSHOLE!” Misty screamed as she grabbed a vial of some volatile chemical and threw it at Mathias, who blocked the bottle from hitting his face, having it shatter over his forearm. The chemical, fizzled on his skin and started to melt it away, but the wound quickly began to heal, leaving behind scar tissue that served just a conventional need to bind up the bleeding, but made his forearm look like a pocketed and alien surface.

Misty used this distraction to get Marsha and Wendy out, the latter frantically sobbing into the former, crying about gloom and doom and how she should not have betrayed Mathias. Marsha tried to grab Jenna, but Mathias threw her entire computer desk at her, knocking her back and landing on the floor as it hit the wall with a thunderous crash.

“GO! I need to help Arthur!” Jenna shouted at Misty, who looked back with a conflicted nod as she ran after Marsha.

“RUN. RUN LITTLE SHEEP. FEAR MAKE MEAT TASTY. MAKE IT TENDER FOR GOD COCK!” The beast growled, letting his tongue slather out and drool on the floor.

Arthur ran forward, grabbing an exposed rebar pole from the floor, he had **** but to engage. He ran forward, ducking under a flying fist. He slid on the ground, feeling another impact just behind him, until he was within 2 feet of Mathias.

He didn’t know what made him jump into the Fray.

He should have just run with the rest of them.

A real Stud. A real Man. He protects. He fights. He fights for what is right.

Even if the risk is high. A real man never lets down those he loves.

Arthur wound up and delivered a baseball swing right to the testicles of the beast, the only other move he could think of in the moment. This thing was eating punches and literal acid, all bets were off.

To his surprise, Mathias grunted in pain, falling down to one knee, clutching his balls with his hand.

Looks like no matter if normal or transformed into a snarling ogre by nano-machines, no man could withstand a good shot to the nuts.

Arthur ran over and helped Jenna off the ground, guiding her to the door.

“Wait! Nicoletta!”

Arthur looked back at the slumped over form of Nicoletta, he could tell she was still breathing but was probably not ready for a fight yet.

“We have to lure him away from the lab, get him out in the open, we can’t fight back in this enclosed space. He wants to kill me, and he wants you, he will leave them alone.”

That’s when they both heard the furious sounds of sloppy masturbation. Arthur turned and beheld the monster Mathias rapidly jacking off his own cock with his undulating tongue, the veins twisting and pulsating under the skin like some John Carpenter body horror from hell. Jenna wretched a bit as the Monster made eye contact with them, smiling wide with bulging and unblinking eyes. He roared as he came, sending a firehose stream of cum all over the lab. It landed with a wet splat, leaving a trail from the path of it. The cum began to sizzle and burn away immediately, suggesting more was happening to Mathias by the minute.

He got up, now unfazed by the nut shot, and panted deeply, cum still leaking out of his always erect member.

“GOD COCK DOES NOT TIRE. GOD COCK DOES NOT DIE. MATHIAS MAKE YOU SEE!”

Arthur and Jenna turned to run, hearing the thunderous steps of fury behind them.

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“How many are there so far.”

“By our count, including the facility in Nevada…75 women and 40 men…that isn’t including the men who we couldn't save from…well…I don’t know how to describe what I saw.”

Bob Franklin nodded, noting the sergeant’s distressed expression. As soon as Amy and he landed in California, the FBI contact who met them said they already carried out the raids on the two other facilities belonging to Maximus Pharma. One seemed to be some kind of medical block, mainly used to perform the process of turning a converted “****” into “their perfect form for the Master.” The other was like a prison, holding all the men Mathias sent to repurpose into whatever tool he needed.

“We have them all at a federal medical facility in the San Fernando Valley, the head Doc there is a Graduate too. All DNA tests so far are showing massive alterations to each person’s body. We are also getting multiple matches to missing person’s lists too.”

“Son of a bitch…Any sign of Mathias?” Bob said as he and Amy followed the Agent to the waiting town car on the runway.

“No, though we may have found his place of residence. It is a compound in the Redwood Forest, big mansion with a huge estate attached to it. We are trying to confirm in the data we recovered before we raid there too, but the fact its location showed up as just forest on all satellites makes it plain to see somebody didn’t want any camera to see that it was there.”

A hidden estate surround by the biggest and thickest trees? It had to be his.

“I have a team of 4 of our best agents waiting to escort you to The Factory. If he is there, do not engage him. We need to take him alive for questioning.”

Amy noted Bob clenching his fists. He was still on edge. Even after she made him cum buckets on the plane, the closer they got to landing, the more he seemed to worry.

“If he has touched a hair on Jenna or Marsha’s head…I can’t promise I won't make that request difficult.”

“Fair, but still, let us do our jobs Bob. We will get him.”

Bob tapped his foot on the floor as the town car sped off.

His thoughts were firmly with Marsha. Hopefully she had everything under control.

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Marsha threw out all formality and just lifted Wendy onto her shoulder, sprinting down the ramp of the factory to the bottom floor.

“He is going to kill all of us! DESTROY US WITH HIS COCK OF LIFE FOR LEAVING HIS GRACE!” Wendy wailed in between sobbing screams.

Marsha wanted nothing more than to slap her across the face, but her desire was quickly delayed by the sudden crashing sound from above.

“HOLY SHIT!” Misty screamed as a full MRI machine burst through where the door of the science lab would be soared through the air and crashed into the pool on the bottom floor with a mighty thud, interrupting the hologram she set up of Tori Twist and Hugh VonStrap in “Pool Milfs 13.” Santana was not going to like that.

“Keep running!” Marsha yelled at her as she saw Jenna and Arthur pop out near the now gaping hole in the wall, themselves sprinting downward.

Mathias ran through the hole himself, knocking more concrete to the side with both of his shoulders as he came out on top looking down to the bottom pool of the factory. Marsha and Misty were already making their way outside, Jenna and Arthur had just reached the first floor.

The beast picked up a large stone bench like it was a twig and launched it like a javelin down at Arthur and Jenna.

“Look out!” Arthur yelled as he leapt in front of Jenna, tackling her to the ground as the bench impacted the floor in front of them, bursting into smithereens and covering them with rubble.

“He is going to tear this place apart if we don’t stop him.” Jenna gasped as they got up and dodged another thrown piece of furniture in their direction.

“Do you have more serum?”

“We only made enough to stop him before…I don’t know what he injected himself with, but I doubt the serum we created could stop him like he is now.”

They both winced as Mathias jumped from the top level of the factory and landed in the pool with a sickening crunch. He landed in the low end of the pool, cracking the foundation and causing the pool to drain.

As the water whooshed out of the crack, Mathias stood, and **** his now exposed right tibia, broken by the sheer **** of his landing, back in place, cracking them again to crudely line up with the broken end sticking out of his hip. The bones were **** into place by his undulating quads and forming immediate and rough looking boney protrusions that stuck through his leg. Ares was only designed as a last resort, and it seemed it did not care how the job got done, it would heal Mathias as rapidly as possible for him to function in this form, no matter what the end result was.

“APHRODITE MINE. WRETCHED TAINTED MEAT SHALL PAY!” He bellowed, picking up the now fully damaged MRI machine and hoisting it over his head. He went to throw it forward, but a sudden popping sound followed by the right side of the Beast’s face being shredded by bullets made him drop the machine to the side.

“THAT MACHINE COST TWENTY MILLION DOLLARS AND YOU ARE GOING TO PAY FOR EVERY. SINGLE. CENT!!!” Beth yelled from the second ring of the factory; a military grade M-16 **** rifle in her hands. Dr. Williams and Tso were right next to her, both in awe and a little fear of Beth. Dr. Williams had the only other weapon from the locker, a gaudy looking Desert Eagle handgun with the words “MAH JOHNSON” engraved on the side of the barrel along with the Texas flag.

Mathias roared and chucked the Machine skyward. It flew through the air and crashed through the front wall of The Factory, causing a gas lin to explode, leaving a gaping and smoking hole in the outer façade. Marsha and Misty ducked as rubble fell from above, seeing the same MRI machine they saw before fly through the air, landing and impacting one of the holo generators that kept the outer cove hidden, the image flickered for about 10 seconds before the other generators kicked into auxiliary to keep the hologram active.

Beth and Dr. Roberts began to pepper him with bullets, causing little plops of blood to cascade from his back. He ran forward towards Arthur and Jenna, the wounds healing over instantly, his skin now looking mottled and grotesque. The right side of his face rapidly healed but the skin fused with his skull instead of forming muscle, leaving behind a massive hole in is his right cheek, which his tongue now hung out of, swinging and leaving spittle.

He reached down and picked up one of the love seats used in the nightly orgy and flung it like a frisbee. Arthur could not dodge this time and felt the corner of the couch nick his right shoulder.

He grunted in pain as he landed hard on the floor, feeling his shoulder pop out, and then back into place as he shifted.

Jenna turned and grabbed a bottle of Champaign left behind on one of the tables, cracking it on the edge and holding the jagged end to Mathias.

“SILLY SLUT. MATHIAS IMMORTAL. MATHIAS A GOD. YOU SEE NOW. COCK WILL FIX YOU. COCK WILL MAKE YOU WHOLE.”

As he reached for Jenna a blurred figure leapt up and scissor kicked Mathias in the face. Athena flipped over in the air and landed in front of Jenna, splaying herself in a crouch.

“You?!” Jenna said with shock as she held the bottle towards the amazon for a brief moment.

“He injected himself, didn’t he?” Athena said flatly as Mathias reached up to his jaw and cracked it back into place with a heinous crunch. It was now noticeably crooked.

“Yes, but YOU…”

“Then why are you wasting time talking to me?” Athena said sternly as she shot Jenna a look that made her stumble backwards.

She was right, questions later. She ran over to Arthur and helped him off the ground, putting his arm over her shoulder and making for the exit to the lagoon.

“Look at you, you **** fool. Couldn't bear the thought of losing, so you leapt off the deep end. You men are all the same.” Athena said in a mocking town as the beast growled at her.

“IMPERFECT. TAINTED. MATHIAS REMIND YOU. YOU. MINE!”

“I know all about Ares, your little red button, taking what you used to make me and optimizing it for the male form. Hahahahahaahhhhaaaaaaaa! Little you knew MASTER; PERFECTION STANDS IN FRONT OF YOU!!”

Athena flexed and activated her own failsafe, her muscles expanding to become the definition of shredded. Her jumpsuit, which she threw back on in haste, was instantly rendered useless as it ripped off her body. Her cock sprung forth from her loins, not being held back by her control. Athena nanites also had their limits to push, but unlike Mathias, Athena now looked like a literal bimbo superhero, albeit nude and with a slanging dong.

“I have been waiting so long for this moment. I WILL END YOU! FOR I AM THE FUTURE!!!” She roared as she launched herself forward to meet the equally charging beast.

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Nicoletta struggled to her feet, coughing up blood on the floor. She knew that three of her ribs were cracked and her right arm was shattered.

She had only just noticed the now awake Athena, who demanded to be released as she was the only one who could engage that creature one on one. She mentioned what he injected himself with was something called Ares, and it meant that if they didn’t stop him, he would kill everyone here if he could. She undid Athena's restraints, and she galloped out the door to meet that thing in combat. Nicoletta then slumped to the ground, propping herself against a toppled cabinet.

“You are hurt.” Artemis said, indifferent to Nicoletta since mere hours ago they were fighting each other. Athena freed her as well and ordered her to stay here, she said Artemis could not engage Mathias like this. She would be killed in an instant by him if he desired. She argued, but her love was not denied.

“Your powers of observation are incredible.” Nicoletta said venomously as she winced. She removed her hand from her side and saw it was covered in blood, she was bleeding, badly.

“Stay still, you are not fit to fight in any form.”

“I am not trying to fight; I need to get into that.” Nicoletta said as she pointed at Jenna’s tank, which along with its support equipment somehow miraculously escaped any kind of damage in the fracas with Mathias.

“You want to take a bath? Athena said you Bimbos were different but even I find it odd you want to bathe at a time like this.”

Nicoletta only sighed as she reached into her pocket and took out a personal packet of her **** cocktail, putting it into the machine and tapping the keys on the computer slowly, setting the concentration up beyond normal levels. Beyond what Tso, Misty, and Jenna used.

“When I go into this machine, I need you to press this button.” Nicoletta said, pointing towards the activation panel. She began to slowly undress, wheezing as she struggled to breath. She may be a Graduate, but she was also in her late 90’s. She could feel **** encroaching and she was running out of time.

“And why would I do that?” Artemis said again with indifference. She jumped a bit as Nicoletta quickly limped over and got right in her face. The Russian stared into her eyes with electricity she never felt except with her love.

“Once this is said and done, you will need all the help you can get. If we win, we find out who and what you two are…he wins…and we are all dead anyway…you need me…they need me…”

Artemis stared at her as she hobbled back to the tank, slowly going up the steps and laying down on the sled, putting the breathing apparatus on as the tank finished filling with a very rouge colored cloudy fluid.

Artemis sighed as she pressed the button and watched the sled lower into the tank, submerging Nicoletta. She contemplated what she said…even if Mathias fell, what would happen now? They failed the plan, Athena’s vision now had even more of a mountain to climb.

Artemis snapped out of her thoughts when she heard a scream of pain. Athena’s scream of pain.

“No! NOOOOO!” She gasped as she ran out of the lab, leaving Nicoletta in the tank.

Who was healing in more ways than one.

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Arthur and Jenna finally exited the factory and kept moving across the sprawling beach club patio.

“Are you ok?” Jenna said as they finally got some distance from the Factory and sounds of conflict coming from within.

“I’ve been worse.” Arthur grunted as he rotated his arm, gingerly wincing as feeling came back into his shoulder.

“Jenna! Arthur! Over here!” Misty waved from behind the beach hut bar.

Arthur and Jenna ran over and found Misty crouched down with Marsha and Wendy, who was now in the fetal position, mumbling to herself.

Arthur peered over the counter to see if he could notice what was going on inside the area where the nightly orgy normally took place, he could hear the grunts of fighting and the inhuman roars of his uncle, but he could not see past the tinted windows.

“What are we going to do? That guy is like a walking tank!” Misty exclaimed to Jenna and Marsha.

“And he is healing as fast as we can hurt him.” Arthur chimed in, flinching as a dinner table came flying through a window and flipping over before crashing into some pool chairs.

“Whatever he injected himself with is definitively a volatile compound though. If it is nanites, then he must have programmed them to keep himself intact no matter the cost.” Jenna thought out loud.

“Yeah, you both missed the acid cum. Add that to the list of things I never want to see again in real life.” Arthur remarked with a shiver.

“I don’t care if he shoots fire out of his dick next, Mathias is just a man you three. Maybe not in the human sense now, but still just a man. He was only a god in his mind. There must be a way to stop him, something we may not be thinking of.” Marsha firmly said to the group.

He fancies himself a god, right? Gods don’t bleed. Men can’t bleed forever.

Jenna snapped her fingers and her eyes lit up…it would be risky, but it could work.

“Misty, Mom, you have to promise me whatever happens next, you don’t try to help me.”

Marsha tried to object, but Jenna just levelled at her with a look that she only saw in the mirror. She had to trust her.

“Arthur, come with me.” Jenna pulled Arthur around the bar, and they hid behind the next set of tables.

“I need you to listen to me very carefully…this might be our one shot.”

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Athena screamed as she was thrown out of one of the adjoining glass windows, tumbling on the ground until she lay flat on her stomach. Her perfect body was covered in dark bruises, her right eye had swollen shut. Yet she still rolled over and kipped up onto her feet, a bit more shakily then normal.

“MEAT NEEDS TO LAY. MEAT NEEDS TO DIE!”

She looked over as the monstrous frame of Mathais broke through the sliding glass doors, knocking another hole in the façade of The Factory as he exited into the open lagoon. Outside he looked even worse than before. The sunlight exposed every crevasse and twisted skin pattern his body rushed to repair. His cock, erect for at least an hour now, was an angry swollen red color.

“I’ll lay down when you are dead in the sand.” Athena grunted as she spit out blood.

Mathias rushed forward and slammed his hand down, making Athena flip over his hand. The behemoth saw this coming, and with another sickening twist, used his arm as an anchor to rotate his body by his shoulder, flipping around and kicking Athena in the chest.

The air escaped her body as she fell to the ground, breathing became harder and harder.

Mathias picked her up by her feet, grabbing her upper body with his other hand and holding her aloft above his head.

“RIP. TEAR. MEAT IN TWO!”

Athena began to scream as she felt Mathias begin to pull her in opposite directions, her muscles straining to keep themselves together. She briefly accepted that this was to be her end, when she heard another war cry from behind her.

Artemis flew onto the back of Mathias, bringing down the combat knife she had been given by Athena into the neck of Mathias. He roared and dropped Athena into the sand, trying to reach behind him to pull off Artemis as she stabbed him in the neck again and again, little gouts of blood shooting out before rapidly healing. He finally managed to grasp her leg and ripped her off his back, throwing her into the outdoor pool, the combat knife still lodged in his neck.

“My love…I can see now…”

Mathias turned to see Jenna walking toward him, discarding her clothing to stand fully in the nude.

“I see how futile this all was…how I **** you to do this…It wasn’t fair…It wasn’t right…”

Mathias stepped forward, his rage simmering for a moment, the sight of his Aphrodite making his cock twitch even more. He stepped forward, his tongue hanging out of his mouth.

“APHRODITE. GOD COCK. ANOINT GOD WITH CUNT.” He grunted at her.

“Yes, my love…I want nothing more than to feel your holy member deep inside me. To feel you fill my womb with your immaculate seed.”

Mathias stopped in front of her, towering over her and breathing heavily. He quickly grabbed her by the waist handheld her aloft, bringing his tongue up to her face and licking it from chin to ear.

“PREPARE. YOU FUCK SLEEVE. MY FUCK SLEEVE.” He said with a hungry longing, aiming to place the head of his cock right at her entrance.

“NOW!” Jenna yelled.

Arthur, who had snuck behind Mathias while his mind was on Jenna, drove the broken rebar piece into his back, around the area where most of his vital organs would be. The rebar sunk into him, causing Mathias to roar and drop Jenna to the ground.

“MISTY!” Arthur yelled to the bar.

Misty gave the thumbs up and switched on the generator behind the bar, currently attached to a set of jumper cables that snaked across the ground and were attached to the rebar currently embedded in Mathias.

The result was instant. 10000 volts arched through Mathias, making him howl in gurgling pain.

To their shock, he stood up, and yanked the cables, dragging the generator away from the bar and toppling it over, ending the flow of electricity.

His skin now charred; Mathias began to laugh. A gurgling and insane laugh.

“CAN’T KILL ME! CAN’T KILL A GOD! THE GOD COCK IMMORTAL!”

“Hey God Cock.”

Mathias lurched forward as part of his chest exploded, revealing a gaping hole that started to heal immediately. The shot came from behind. By the massive hole where the door used to be.

“DAD!?”

Bob Franklin stood at the wreckage of the factory, holding what looked like a massive shotgun. He cocked it again and fired at Mathia’s shoulder, blowing off part of it, exposing bone and flesh that instantly crawled over the over the bloody mess.

“Get the fuck away from my daughter.”

Bob was followed by four men in flak jackets, all with guns in their hands, who took aim at Mathias waiting for him to make a move.

Mathias just laughed.

“MORE MEAT. MEAT TO DIE. YOU NO KILL MATHIAS. MATHIAS IS MAN. MAN PERFECTED. PERFECTED!!! PERFEC…”

Mathias stumbled back, clutching his chest. The beast suddenly felt a numbness spread across his body. For a moment, all the rage and anger that drove his machine of a frame forward instantly vanished. He turned to Arthur and Jenna, and both could swear they saw something in his eyes. Something human. A look of realization. That he was about to die.

Mathias coughed and spat out blood on the sand. Jenna was right. His rapidly regenerating body was putting too much stress on his organs. The shot of electricity straight into his chest had damaged his heart beyond repair, and even with his body thrumming with nano-machines, they couldn’t stop his heart exploding in his chest.

The beast’s eyes rolled back, and he fell forward, his body cratering the sand beneath him, which slowly soaked red.

Mathias Maximus. Self-Proclaimed Male Ideal. Was no more.

Note from Ted: Whew! That was a plane crash of a chapter. We are at the endgame now. I promise, the ending chapters of this will have the appropriate amount of sexy time for this here erotica website. I am going to take a wee break though before starting up the next chapter though, so don't expect another chapter release for at least a week or so. Thank you all for the likes and favorites, I am glad you are enjoying it!