[Commission] Cain's End (part 3)

This would prove even more so as the days passed, his body would not rot even through exposure to the harsh elements. News of this spread and happened to fall on the ears of a certain Gentleman, [redacted] or better known as Mr.M, the eclectic handsome bachelor of [redacted] City in [redacted]. M made his way to the town, taking over every citizen by his blood magic and made his way to the center square where Cain's proud erotic corpse was displayed for all to enjoy their masterpiece. But M wasn't here to enjoy the artistry of carnage. He was carnage. Inspecting the body it was somehow still firm to the touch, as if Cains body had just been through rigorous routine bodybuilding regiments. Slipping his fingers inside of Cain's body it was moist, fresh blood could still be drawn from it almost as if the body was just killed moments earlier. M's suspicions were right on the money. He has great plans for this body. Although a curse was placed on his genitals, it only served to forcefully rip his divinity out from his loins temporarily. It would be a slow process but exposing his body to the sun generated divine essence to naturally recollect in every fiber if his being. This rare chance of power too good to give up. Taking the body for himself, M carried Cain's body and severed head over his shoulders out of the town back to a small house in the forest. He began stitching Cain's head back to his limp muscled torso.* M: there we go you handsome muscle hunk, now that you're in one piece, lets have a little fun shall we. *M stripped off his clothes revealing his lean muscles, the physique of a natural bodybuilder. M wasnt just physically beautiful but was equally blessed with a beautiful 10' inch penis and gorgeous kiwi gonads. He would naturally be the envy of most men not as blessed as he is. Laying his now hard penis next to Cains, both men were a close match with Cain only beating M by an additional 2 inches and much heaftier gonads. M started humping Cain, rubbing both their alpha male parts together in an erotic dance of man flesh mingling, exploring each other. After a good 5 minutes of just mashing their genitalia together, M got up pulling Cain's hips up to his pelvis, the limp muscle bound God King's corpse laid motionless, but that was not going to stop M from having his fun. M slided his throbbing cock into Cain, fucking him, with each thrust Cain's big pec muscles bounced up and down with every rythmic thrust as if they were the breast of a woman. M ploughed Cain for days breeding the corpse and making love to it. After all M was in no rush enjoying this body. He even took it out to fuck Cain in the river out in the open. Whats surprising was that Cain could still ejaculate. The divine energy that was collected stored itself in Cains muscles and genitles. With each squirt of cum from Cain, M would swallow Cain's cum straight from Cain's horse cock, slowly absorbing small amounts of divine energy. M however became impatient. He wanted more divine energy to gain the power that Cain had, his immortality, his power. As such the lust for power became carnage. Documenting the experience one last time, M carried Cain's body infront of the camera, getting close ups of every inch of the perfect man in his full divine perfection of nudity. Every orifice was streched and explored, M even fucked and rode Cain's cock until both bodies peaked in orgasm, making sweet love to Cain the likes that would make his lover S, aroused, jealous and angry all at the same time. After a few orgasms and various other sexual positions, M began eating Cain, stripping his once bulky muscular frame to bones. Savouring the best part of Cain, his Godly King penis and testicles, placing the severed appendage in comparison to his own, erotically sucking and rubbing Cain's manhood all over his body before devouring the whole piece whole. Not an ounce or flesh remained and the God king was no more. Digesting the God King, M wanted to document his progress. At first he was fine, he could feel his body heating up. He knew what consuming so much power from a divine body would do to him but he was willing to take the risk. M could feel his body growing, taking on more muscle mass, M almost swore his cock grew bigger and thicker, his balls churn with every passing moment swelling up. M was in heat he needed to cum and fast. The handsome devil yanked at his phallus with great force against his thick heafty meat slagger, occasionally giving his own cum churners a good squeezing to help get the cum going. In mere minutes M blasted his first load out. But that was also the worst mistake he could've made. Once a small crack in the vessel opening up an outlet for divine energy to escape his body, it refused to stop. M was in sheer agony. He could not stop cumming. His one load had became an endless stream of scalding hot man milk. M's muscles began to grow and expand uncontrollably. M had never felt so big so masculine so vascular and alpha yet so afraid. And true enough his worst fear turned true. His muscles began to rupture, tearing his fibers apart snapping from its excessively unstable growth. Blood gushed out from his muscles and every oriface. M tried his best to use his powers to manipulate the blood but to no avail. He could only try to stop himself from cumming, placing a hand over his cockhead blocking the flow while strangling his own cock with all his might but alast to no effect.* M: Noo... I... Must control... It... This cant be ... How it ends... *Blood continued to pour out of M's screaming body. He was used to cobtrolling blood with his heamomancy but this was different. The blood was rejecting him. M was coughed blood as his vision blurred. Soon M would pass out fromthe blood loss, falling down into a pool of his own blood.* A: *beep* subject has regained consciousness, physical status... Stable, fusion of dark and light energy .. success. Status divine hybrid acheived. M: what the fuck... * Standing up, M felt weird at first he could feel his body had retained most of the mass obtained during the transformation, his cock retained his alpha growth, but most importantly he could control blood again. This time however he noticed his blood has a golden shimmer to it. Blood could easily enter his physique as easy as it could be extracted from his pores. No longer did he need to draw blood or relied on a conduit. He felt amazing, strong. But the only problem now is going home. He couldn't fit in his clothes which meant only one thing, naked strut.* End..