All she wanted at that point was him. He had the keys to her body and mind. It was the ultimate form of dominance.
Not bothering to pull down his trousers, he brought out his full length and stroked firmly while maintaining a diabolic eye contact with Catherine. She saw the hungry look on his face, and it filled her with an aching want.
Lowering himself onto the fat bitch, Alex slid into her and forced his way in without minding her tightness. Her already wet pussy welcomed him with slurp-slurp sounds. Alex growled like a bear. Using one hand to pin both her hands above her head, Alex began to make love to her. His balls slapped against her vulva as he fucked her bloody. Her full heavy breasts danced around wildly, and with each deep thrust, the pitch of her voice increased progressively.
It was a good thing they were alone in an abondoned factory. Because if it were anywhere else, the people around would have assumed he was actually harming her.
Hungry for her fat ass, he pulled out, flipped her over, raised her skirt and fucked her from behind. Her soft jiggly ass bouncing was a delightful sight. With an impressive amount of force, he slapped both of her plumpy cheeks, leaving red marks on her milky skin.
Catherine proved to be a real stallion. She did not pass out until she hit the magic number of ten mind blowing orgasms. Alex could not help but be impressed. Normally, this was borderline excessive for a human. In fact, a human with a weak heart would have either gone into cardiac arrest, or at least collapsed after the fifth orgasm. But Catherine kept going, rolling out soul shattering orgasms by the minute, clinging on to every bit of it. This was a bitch who knew how to enjoy sex.
As he watched her doze off under him, he saw on the hologram that all the values of his different abilites had increased tremendously.
[Mortal Divinity- increased by 18%]
[Permanent Effects- increased by 11%]
[Physical stats- increased by 27%]
[Stamina regeneration- increased by 25%]
[User will slightly regenerate small injuries and bruises- increased by 32%]
[One-Time Effect- increased by 11%]
The glowing numbers excited Alex. But he was not the only one who had received had upgrade. Catherine's value of pleasure had shot through the roof to a thousand. She was no longer an ordinary girl.
...........
The next day, Catherine moved around with an extra spring in her step. She absolutely loved Pilates. The period spent in Pilates class was what she considered 'downtime.' Pilates normally made her feel sexy, strong, and in total control of herself and her environment. But this time, it was a whole more than that.
Glowing like an incandescent star in the night sky, Catherine entered her Pilates class that day. There was something about her, and everyone could tell. But they just could not place their hands on it. The teacher sighted her and smiled;
"Looking good today Catherine, you must really be putting in that extra work at home!"
"Thanks teach."
Catherine absolutely loved compliments. She barely stopped herself from grinning ear to ear. The class started, and her soft body bent to her will like never before. She aced every position so well that the teacher kept on showering her with praises.
"Nicely done Catherine! Your body is doing wonders."
The other students (that were mostly of a particular gender) started to get pissed. It was nothing more than pure jealousy. Each time the teacher showered Catherine with new praise, they rolled their eyes and mouthed off behind her. Catherine relished every moment. Each and every praise struck a chord in her heart. This was the first real praise she had ever gotten from a teacher in her life.
For some reason, her body had taken on a different tone after having sex with Alex. No matter how difficult the position was, she not only out did herself, she also out performed everyone else in the class.
As she folded her mat at the end of the class, her mind wandered to the intense lovemaking session with Alex from the previous day. It had been the best surprise she had ever gotten.
In fact, from the moment she awakened, all through the early hours of the morning to the present moment, she kept having vivid flashbacks. Determined to keep having sex with him, she got changed and went straight to seek out her personal sex god. Unfortunately, after making several inquiries, she learned that he had taken a few days off. The thick bodied girl was not in the least happy about it. She was like a toddler that had just discovered chocolate for the first time. There would be no rest for her. She had to have him again.
While Catherine remained bound by the pleasures of the flesh, Alex had transcended that plane and had attained a new goal. Alex desperately sought out channels to communicate with the kingdom of the gods. As opposed to his previous desires that hinged mainly on having sex with just about every busty girl, Alex was now thirsty for the divine. It called out to him. He could feel it lingering just out of his reach and at his fingertips.
There was no disputing the fact that the realm of man had its perks. But ultimately, his place was with the gods. He missed the goddesses there. He missed the intellectual conversations and general company with his friends. Compared to the vast knowledge and wisdom of his cosmic peers, human minds were so small and limited. And yet, the massive size of their egos made them think they were gods!
Definitely not in the mood to sleep with any more girls, he drifted through the city in search of worship centers, temples, and virtually any place that had a little connection to the divine. His wandering led him to the local church.
Immediately he stepped into the impressive cathedral, he was taken aback by the ecclesiastical themes, the solemness and the general atmosphere that audaciously demanded outright holiness from him. For a second, he thought he was definitely in the right place. He stood at the arch in the entrace and focused his line of sight between the murals on the ceilings, and the altar filled with lighted candles.
Almost immediately, the shadow of disappointment spread her wings over him, and smoldered him with her cold leathery wings of sadness. There was not even the faintest trace of the power of the gods in the church! Standing afar was a middle aged monk who noticed Alex staring. He glided towards the young man whose eyes seemed to be searching for something.
"It's amazing isn't it? It's a copy of Michelangelo's depiction of man's separation from his maker. The original was actually commissioned by the pope a few centuries back."
"Interesting..."
The monk turned to face him squarely. "I sense sadness in your eyes my son. It's definitely not the kind birthed from loss or heartbreak. You appear to be longing for something..."
Alex peeled his gaze off from the ceiling and looked at the monk for the first time.
"How do you know this?"
He smiled. "I've seen that look one time too many. Like the man in the painting, perhaps you too are looking to reconnect with God."
Alex forced himself not to impulsively correct the monk by saying 'gods.' Instead, he shook his head and pulled up the hood of his jacket. "Perhaps, Michelangelo should have painted me instead." He turned his back on the man and headed out. "Good day holy man."
The voice behind him answered almost sadly; "Good day my son."
He visited a few more churches, and was met with more disappointment each time. Alex did not expect it to be this hard. It was really strange. As one would expect salt to have its taste, he likewise expected formal religious buildings on earth to at least have a trace of the power of the old gods. But from the looks of things, it was almost non existent.
There was no trace of any of the gods in the churches in his district. It begged the glaring question; what then was the purpose of these religious institutions? Did they not feel the disconnect from the divine? Was the lack of power not evident enough? Alex was genuinely puzzled. He could actively feel the frustration creeping in.
As he gradually began to give up hope, he closed in on the conclusion that the only possible way he could recover his power as a god was to keep making love to the girls on earth. After a long exhausting journey of church hunting in town, he sat down at the water fountain and watched the moon rise over the city. Alex sighed inwardly even as he thought about it. Sleeping his way through a bunch of women was not the worst arrangement, but now, sex looked like work instead of fun. It was definitely going to be a long journey ahead.