A goddess waging war against an invasion of demons wanted to summon a mighty warrior to help her out in her battle but instead summons quite the opposite of what she wanted. However, when this strange dimension gives the unremarkable man a cock to match any stallion, she might be in over her head.
This story contains transformation, mind control and impregnation
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John Doe was frustrated.
Another blind date gave him an instant 'next!' after seeing him in person. Feeling depressed about it, he was on his way home through the park at night.
With a height 5.9 feet and a weight of a whopping 260 pounds, he was truly a sight to behold, but for all the wrong reasons. It really was a shame, because except for his extreme weight, he took care of his body. The 27 year old made sure that he showered regularly and wore decent looking clothing, considering how hard it was to find something in his size. All this didn't help him with the ladies though. He wasn't a bad guy or some kind of asshole. He could he witty and charming if he tried, had a decent paying IT job with a stable income, so money wasn't an issue, but how was he supposed to meet a girl, or even one day start a family, looking like he did? Of course he was still a virgin and besides the occasional strip club visit, he hadn't even seen a woman naked in real life. All he had was the internet and his personal porn collection to blow off some steam and frustration. Something he was planning to do once he would get home...
The park he walked through was mostly empty, which was not that unusual at a late evening time like this. The streetlights had already been on for some time and he tried to enjoy the warm summer evening, trying to distract himself from the recent humiliation. Not an easy task, given his situation...
'That's the fourth time I got ditched this month!' he thought, 'Goddammit! I will never meet a woman who likes me, looking like this...
But that was all about to change. From one second to the other, the lights in the park started flickering and soon turned completely dark. "Wait, why did the streetlights turn off now? It's way too dark in here. Just my luck again..." he said to himself. All of a sudden, there was something in front of him. Some kind of dark blue mist was blocking his view even more in the dark. "What the heck is going on?" The last thing he saw was a bright flash that blinded him and he tried protecting his eyes. When the dust settled, John was gone and not a spec of him remained at the park.
Little did he know that the life he had known so far was about to end...
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Waika was desperate.
The goddess had planned this summoning ritual for months now. The margin of error was negligible and she was quite sure of herself. The mightiest warrior in all of reality? That sounded almost too good to be true. But she slowly but surely ran out of options, so this plan better work out, her rivals were growing stronger by the minute and time was of the essence!
'Time to begin,' she thought. And with that, she started reading the incantation out of her spellbook. The circle she drew on the floor started glowing, and a cloud of blue dust began forming in her room It was working! The mist got denser, and after a flash of bright light, she could finally start to see the outline of a person standing in front of her.
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John removed his hands from his eyes, the bright light slowly disappearing. When he could see straight again, he found himself in a strange looking room. This wasn't the park anymore! He was standing in a circle made out of blue dust on the floor, and he could make out the frame of a woman in front of him.
The woman in front of him looked absolutely stunning! She seemed to be in her late 20s, was about 5.8 feet tall and had straight, blonde hair that was so long that it almost touched the floor. She had a pale skin tone and big, honey brown eyes. She was wearing a short, white dress and a necklace made of emeralds. On each of her arms she was wearing two round, golden bracelets. John also noticed that the woman was barefoot and was not even wearing a bra!
She began to speak, "Welcome, oh mighty warrior! It is I, Waika, who brought you here from your home, far away. This world needs your help, oh noble wa-... wait a second..." She could now clearly see she shape of the person that was standing in front of her. A sad looking, heavily overweight man. Clearly not what she was expecting to see! "Who the heck are you?! You don't look like a warrior at all. Speak, who are you?!"
John was taken aback by the strange situation he found himself in and needed a moment to realise that he was being talked to, "My name is John Doe and I could ask you the same thing: Who are you? What happened to me?" He was still somehow disoriented but didn't feel that he was in imminent danger, so tried to calm himself down for now.
The woman continued, confusion and a bit of displeasure known in her fair features, "Well, at least you seem to understand me. I am Waika, one of the many goddesses of this realm."
John blinked, "Goddesses? What is this, a prank?"
"Silence, let me finish!" Waika commanded angrily, the small displeasure turning into complete disdain at what she was seeing before her, "This ritual was supposed to summon 'the greatest warrior in all of existence' and what do I get for my efforts? A fat loser like you! Disgusting!"
Waika huffed at the bad fortune that had fallen into her lap, crossing her arms in frustration. Now how in the world was she supposed to save everyone from complete annihilation? Her nemesis was on the verge of creating and completing an unstoppable army that would bring ruin to all of the land, yet here she was stuck with this fat pig!
The golden haired goddess turned back to her supposed 'warrior' with the same disgust as before which could be seen in her gorgeous brown eyes: "Consider yourself lucky, it's not every day that a mere mortal like you is able to lay their eyes upon me, especially one with your... size," she sneered. Waika tried her best not to be insulting (with little success), but on the inside, she was like a raging bull, mad at herself for screwing the spell up.
'Why did it have to be this blob of a man? I've wasted so much time and energy preparing the ritual and now I got nothing to show for it! DAMMIT!' She tried collecting her thoughts and after she had calmed herself down, she spoke again, "Oh well, since I am a benevolent goddess, I might as well send you back where you came from," Waika stated in defeat, rubbing her forehead. At the very least she should dispose of the evidence of her complete and shameful failure before trying to come up with a new plan to save her world from her ever growing enemy.
John took a deep breath, wanting to respond to the insults spewed at him, but the moment he took the air in, his fate was sealed. His legs suddenly gave out and he fell down to his knees. His body suddenly felt like it was on fire! The pain was almost unbearable, as if his lungs were about to collapse. What was happening to him? All he did was take a deep breath! His blood started boiling and and he felt the insides of his body twisting and turning. He gasped, "What the fuck, It hurts! Argh..." His skin felt incredibly tight and something was happening to his crotch area, as if a thousand needles were pricking his penis and testicles.
Overwhelmed by the painful sensations, John collapsed on the floor and lost consciousness...
Neither John nor Waika had any idea that this dimension's atmosphere had drastic effects on humans from John's homeworld. While laying unconscious on the ground, John's body started slimming down, making him lose some of his excessive fat reserves while his skin remained firm. But even more severe was the effect on his genitals! His penis grew immensely, rivaling the size of a horsecock and his testicles swelled to the size of apples. Since he was still wearing his XXL clothes, these changes weren't apparent to Waika yet.
"Great, now this freak collapsed. What should I do?" She stated to herself, rolling her eyes and tapping her finger to her chin. Well, she couldn't just leave him there now, could she? No matter how frustrated she was at the sight of this fat pig, she just couldn't find it in herself to leave the fool sprawled across the floor helpless like that, her moral compass demanding that she do something to help the miserable man before her feet.
"Even though you are useless to me, I can't just leave you there on the floor. Let's place your fat ass somewhere else, shall we?" Waika sighed. She grabbed his disgustingly large legs and began to drag him over to her bedroom. Something was weird though. Was he getting... lighter? 'Nah, probably just my muscles getting used to his weight...'
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John woke up in a huge bed with teal coloured, silky sheets. How did he get here? Did that woman who claimed to be a goddess help him? After gaining his orientation back for the second time since he got here, he noticed her sitting next to him on the bed.
Waika began to speak, "Can you hear me, John? Listen, as much as a huge burden you literally are to me and my plans, I still feel partially responsible for what happened to you." A bit of worry crept through that cold facade of hers, "How do you feel?"
"I feel... great, actually!" John was slowly realising that he wasn't the same person anymore. His body had changed for some reason. His belly didn't feel that bloated anymore and when he looked down at himself, it seemed like he lost about 40 pounds of bodyfat! How was this possible?
John panicked, "What did you do to me?!"