"Holy Shit..."
The words, though simple, said a lot. Shane and Asherah both lay on the floor in all of their altered, naked glory; their skin still glistening with the sweat from furious fucking. Their breathing was still labored as they tried to come down from the erotic high of only a few seconds prior. But the holiest shit was the thirteen inches of cock in plain view of Roma. In the few seconds of silence that followed, Shane thought he even saw Roma lick her lips, even if for a brief second.
"Um... I'll let you two be. I clearly interrupted something." And with that, Roma spun around, closed the door, and ran into her room across the living area, slamming her own door shut for effect.
"She looked a little freaked out, maybe I should go home." Shane started to stand up and look around for his pants.
"No, she should become for your first convert."
"My first what?" replied Shane.
"Your first convert. All gods need converts and followers; you should be no different. Do you not wish to have a throng of beautiful women who would follow your every naughty wish and depraved desire?"
The thought of countless women begging to be near him was something Shane could not even comprehend. He thought back to the fucking he had just given to Asherah, to the command and confidence he showed; that wasn't normally him. He wasn't a shy guy, but he wasn't the suave leader of a horde of jawdroppingly gorgeous women... But the sex was good, really good. Amazingly good. Good enough to give this a try. "OK, what do I have to do?"
"You have to fuck her. You must make her see the light and the reasons to follow you. As with all conversions, it is entirely up to her to choose; although, if you do the true work of a god, then it should be as plain as day to her what the proper decision should be. If she chooses not to follow, it will simply be a fuck with an unusually large cock that she'll probably remember until she passes to the afterlife."
Shane looked down. This was a lot of information to take in, especially for one day. Becoming a god, being worshiped, having converts and followers- these were not things he had contemplated when he got up this morning, and it seemed to be moving along very fast for him. "Will she still be herself if she converts? I mean, you and I both changed. Will she be a totally different person? Will she be possessed by a former follower or something?"
"She will still be the same person, just as we are. We may have changed physically, my lord, but we still possess the same individuality that we did prior to our transformations. I am still Shannon, still possess her memories and emotional sentiments; as you are still the same Shane you were before, only slightly changed on the outside."
Shane was still trying to reconcile all this in his mind when a faint knocking was heard on the door. "Oi, guys," stated Roma from the other side of the door. "Listen, I wanted to apologize for before. I didn't mean to walk in on you and interrupt your good time. I was thinkin' I might be able to make up for it a bit with a couple of pints? My treat?"
Shane had only met Roma maybe twice before, but it was in passing. He didn't really know her at all, and he supposed that if he was going to try to convert her, he was going to make sure he knew who she was as a person first. After all, he didn't need a crazy axe murderer for a groupie. "We're game!" Shane shouted. "Give us a few to get ready, and we'll meet you in the living area." He glanced over and the still naked Asherah on the floor. She gave him a knowing, agreeing look. He took comfort from it; that and knowing that if tonight didn't go too well, he would still get laid by this gorgeous woman.
The three of them met in the living area a few minutes later, each looking a little more dressed up then they should for "a few pints." Roma was dressed in a knee-length red linen skirt and a black top that wrapped her smallish breasts comfortably. Shane couldn't help but notice how great her bare legs looked wearing a skirt; he wondered how they would look wearing nothing at all... Shane put back on the same collared shirt and nice jeans that he had worn when he first went on the date with Shannon earlier that evening. Asherah put on a white skirt that also showed off her glorious legs along with a yellow top; the top may not have been too much before, but with Asherah's new body, the neckline plunged and the fabric held tight to her toned stomach and large breasts. Roma couldn't help but stare at her roommate's physique.
"Wow roommie! I can't believe how the Middle East changed you; maybe I should go visit the Holy Land!"
"I don't know about that. I just made some changes to myself; things I had wanted to do for a little while. Besides, I don't think you'll be needing to go the Israel for a religious experience; Paul was on the road to Damascus, who knows where yours could take place," replied Asherah with a telling smirk aimed at Shane.
As the three of them left the flat, Shane couldn't help but think how lucky he was, and when they stepped through the pub door, every guy there thought the exact same thing. Having a girl on either side of him, Shane was a good looking man with good looking women. They moved over to a corner near the darts and the ladies took a seat in a booth while Shane went back to pick up some beers.
"Shane looks pretty good doesn't he?" asked Asherah.
"He looks great; you look great! What got you two together over there anyway? You two knew each other for a while but nothing ever happened; what changed?"
"Well, I always thought he was cute. But one morning, I accidentally walked into him in the camp shower. It was an innocent mistake, but then I saw it. I didn't even know what to think at first. It was enormous! And I'm not a size queen, but I had to try it, and once I did, I was hooked. He's incredible! He can go forever, and with a cock like that, we do."
Asherah could see her words were having the desired effect. Roma's breathing was getting labored and her skin flushed; she would steal the occasional glance over to Shane, trying to see if his jeans would betray what she had seen before. She couldn't get the image, the very thought of his cock out of her head. She wasn't a size queen either, but the mere existence of it being so close tantalized her.
As Shane walked back with the beers, he noticed the way Roma looked at him had changed. The look was wanton. Lusty. As he sat down next to Asherah, Roma's look changed to disappointment but still locked onto him nonetheless. When the dart board opened up a few beers later, Asherah suggested that the three of them go play.
Roma picked up the darts to play first, and as she readied herself for her throws, Asherah leaned over to Shane, started running her hand up and down his cock through his pants, and said, "I do believe she is ready; all she needs is a little push from you."
When Roma finished her throws, she turned to rejoin Asherah as Shane moved to take his throws. "You know, roommie, Shane and I aren't exclusive. I mean, we're aren't seeing anyone else, but I don't mind him being with other women; I would never deny another woman the pleasure that cock gives, especially not someone I was close to, like you."
Asherah could tell that Roma was moving closer to the mental edge, but she would need a push from Shane. As he finished his throws and started walking back, Asherah moved up towards him, and as they passed, she whispered to him, "It's time." When Shane replaced Asherah next to Roma, he placed his hand on the small of her back; his touch was electric to her.
