Texan In Another World 22 Rng: - V2.9 - Reunion And Remodel

Mike spent a lot of time within the football-shaped root. The fundamental differences in his body would make him completely Alien to what he considered Human before he arrived in the World. Mike's nature led him to an early grave, depending on how you looked at his fate. The man known as Mike was, no longer existed. His very scent would change.

His thoughts and memories were the biggest part, the most of what remained from his original self. Everything had been altered keyed to accept most needs, keeping the body in better state to take their power. To destroy his mortal coil would have killed him, but to remodel it was nothing for the combined efforts of the from the t.i.tans. The change of his body had some odd effects, not even the t.i.tans knew exactly what would happen in their endeavor when they began.

The t.i.tans were at the pinnacle of all pinnacles during each of their reigns, It wasn't until they each chose the same fate and pa.s.sed on to something else that their remains and legacies were left behind. Mike had taken all of their inheritances, it was unprecedented and beyond the norm.

While Mike was somehow a t.i.tan, he was a Human before he was ever anything else. The Five t.i.tans he had inherited a legacy from were of different species. Their contributions equally terrifying when put into action. There was no telling which direction the powers would contribute or even what period of his growth they would begin to manifest even if at all. No t.i.tan had been given a legacy, they had only been won through combat. Mike's choice to join them was something they hadn't expected, and it gave them a purpose. As the last of the t.i.tans, they were the only ones that could.

Mike learned that he could not allow anyone to destroy the alter. What he thought was an arena, was a monument to their power. Its secrets, along with the contents on or in the remains would be his material gain. The changes in his body would be his physical gain, and the Memories he would eventually call upon were the gift to his soul.

The Fourth of the t.i.tans had been a Poocha, Mike relived the memories of running with the pack. The taste of his first official hunt's blood on his lips and sweet taste of meat.. Mike suddenly felt like he understood the Girls a bit more than before. Perhaps it was a primal instinct of the t.i.tan inside him, or perhaps it was the memories he was consuming at an ever-growing pace, but Mike felt moved the more he thought about them. Their willingness to remain at his side even after being freed only showed value and trust. Mike was their Alpha.

The First t.i.tan was a Terina, and they were immune to vacuum environments. They didn't require breathing for extremely long periods of time. Born in s.p.a.ce, they would pick their choice of Worlds. The greatest of their kind became know as the First t.i.tan. After arriving on this planet, he left a few times to exterminate the rest of his kind in an act of vengeance for his fallen lover.

The Second was an Otera, His treasure seeking abilities were called legendary.

The Third was born with a third eye. As a Divent his perception abilities were among the most elite. He had a Seventh Sense, a sort of recollection of the Future.

The Fifth was a bit of a Rage Monster. Much like a wild Demon, her clan went to war. Maxine was led to the t.i.tan's Throne eventually like the others. Her Berserker Skills earned her the t.i.tle of Death from Above, A 'High Angle h.e.l.lion'.

Centuries later she decided that she had grown tired of this world and just like her, one day it would also come to be Mike's resting place.

When the time came he could rest his mortal coil and move on, to something else leaving behind his own legacy in the process. Mike was still not living in the moment of his own death, He let the scope of the process wash over him and didn't think about it. He only observed and did his best to remember it all. There was only the one chance to get it right, Mike refused to come out underdeveloped or unfamiliar and forsake the chance he was being given.

It was unique.

From what the t.i.tan's said, It would be an eternity of his choosing; It could be 100 years, or One Hundred Thousand. Mike's only limitation was his energy levels and present age, when compared to the t.i.tans Mike was just an infant, barely out of the womb.

When the Five t.i.tans had finished dumping whatever they wanted or could fit into Mike's small body, Mike could suddenly smell again. The stench of a dry air filled his nostrils, the Five t.i.tans skeletons had started to crumble to pieces.

Mike was still encased inside of the Rootball, the energy pulsation had only quickened and he wasn't even released. The t.i.tans were gone, their last action was to enact the changes final push.

Mike had originally been led to believe it would be a thousand years, but the more he thought about it the less it made sense. Mike never once heard that the process would take a thousand years, He had only heard that it would take a thousand years to surpa.s.s them.

A splintering of the Rootball got March in a huff and she pulled on the string attached to the bell outside of the hole. Mona had found a way not to abandon him when there was sign of a change. March rang Mona's bell a few dozen times to be sure before she could hear rushing footsteps. The girls had all come, It was well past closing for the Casino.

As they stood in the darkened Throne Room, Mikes arms were finally freed. The faces of Vella and the Poocha Troop had made twitching sensations as the roots broke free and fell to the ground. A bright green pulsation had made everyone shield their eyes. When mike finally opened his, he couldn't speak. It had been 5 months, five months of doing nothing. His body should have been in agony, dystrophied and thin. What he found was a new strength he hadn't had before. Mike quietly flexed his hands and let his eyes adjust to the surroundings. It was the first time his new body was seeing, there was little else to do than get acclimated.

"Girls?" Mike called out to see if someone was around before his eyes cleared entirely.

"We're here." The girls started to cry, Mike could feel the tears falling against his skin.

The weeping women were clinging to Mike like they never had before, He had been taken away and they were unable to determine if they would ever see him again.

Mike couldn't really make out the room, so he cast a light spell on the Alter. The Alter became a bright surface in the dark room, lighting up every corner. The still crumbling skeletons were turning to dust with every moment, Mike had some quick thinking and started to store them all in his ring. Mike placed his hands on the thrones and discovered something else. Inside each of the thrones were a few special items. Inside the thrones were a Book, Kite, large purple Crystal, a small blue and brown Marble, and a pair of Gloves.

The book explained what the items did, So mike didn't worry too much about figuring it out at that exact moment. He still had the girls who he hadn't responded to much since his awakening. Mike stored all the items into his ring and looked to Vella.

Vella wasn't sure what was going to happen, she was the cause of his five month nap, his death, and now she was here. She was at his rebirth.

Mike thought about the words she had spoken to him when she first came to life.

"Master, has arrived" Mike was done with pretense, He wasn't interested in keeping slaves. That was a certainty, But he had no problem being 'The Master'. If this world needed one, he was going to be it. Mike slapped at the spot where the green crystal had impacted his corpse. The green crystal had disappeared, long since fused with his new body. In a way, it became the glue that kept his body together during the process; the last remaining portions of their combined consciousness.

Mike had no intention of acting like this to the others, but Vella had mostly overstepped the bounds of her oath. She had brought danger and possible calamity to the group, regardless of the outcome. Mike furiously reached out his hands to grab at Vella's shoulder, however when his hands came into contact with her skin a change happened. Mike could feel a major change in his body again, muscles moved around and reconfigured. His whole body became more robust, more interesting. Mike had gained an ability but he couldn't figure it out until the girls were on the floor writhing in ecstasy.

"Charm." Mike laughed. He hadn't expected this, from what the t.i.tans had told him it would be some time before any sort of changes would manifest. It was absolute and uncontainable at present. The girls crawled on the ground with their a.s.ses in the air, slowly climbing to the waistband of Mike's pants.

Mike didn't want it like this, he thought about the things in life that brought him erections down in public.

'Peeing at a stadium during a ballgame'

'undersized bathing suits on plus size people crowded into a hot elevator'

'liberal logic'

'getting a traffic ticket'

The Irony was not lost on him. Mike finally retracted the Charm, The girls stopped what they were doing, giggled a bit, and resumed to paw at him. It had been five months. Five months of only pleasuring themselves without him.

When Mike thought about how he was going to lose his virginity on the day he was reborn, his eyes glossed over a bit and he turned to the bed that was laying in the middle of the alter. Mike cast a cleaning spell on it, the girls had done the same but it wasn't nearly as powerful as what Mike had just done. Amazed, the girls went to lay on the bed. Mike saw them tearing the clothes from their bodies and patting the s.p.a.ce left in the center that was just for him.

Mike's forceful p.e.n.i.s sprang to life once more, but he had undergone a change; His manhood had gotten a makeover. Mike didn't expect such a strange change, holding it in his hands he felt the ridges and girth. Its Tip was mildly barbed and his b.a.l.l.s had been place inside his body. He really enjoyed playing with his b.a.l.l.s, but a trade-in was still a trade-in. Mike thought about what other changes had been put into his body but the thoughts in his brain were instantly drained away along the loss of what remained of his pants.

The warm bodies of the six Women were soon embracing his nakedness, their tongues stroking his ego and c.o.c.k. Cara was dripping wet, her v.a.g.i.n.a pulsed and she turned around to present herself across the foot of the bed. The others were not interested in waiting either, So they too decided to take the initiative and follow Cara's example. Mike ran his tongue across the a.s.s cheeks of them all in a row, he had told himself this fine, it was on his bucket list long ago.

Their screams and shocked expressions made a grin appear on each of the other's faces when one of them would gasp.

When Mike finally entered Vella's v.a.g.i.n.a with his tongue he thrust his new member into Jodi. Jodi hadn't gotten first at anything, and Mike understood that fact.

Her quivering body heaved in o.r.g.a.s.m after just a few throws, Mike wasn't sure what was going on but he took it as a sign of climax and threw her to the bed for a second run. Jodi began c.u.mming on a nearly constant basis for almost five minutes. Mike could feel her heart rate rushing to critical levels, when he knew she was satisfied he turned to look at the others with a devilish expression.

He p.e.n.i.s head seemed to be grinning itself and although that wasn't possible, Mike still enjoyed the look on the faces of the rest of the troop. Their desires for him only increased as the group made a mad dash to suck on his c.o.c.k. Mike blocked them all with a flip into the air and drove his still throbbing c.o.c.k into the a.n.u.s of Vella. Vella was absolutely not expecting it, her body stopped cold and she cried in excitement. Her tail went directly into Rissa who was licking the still dripping Jodi between her legs. Cara watched and fondled the others.

When Mike could feel Vella's Tail begin to throb like she was going to c.u.m, he pulled her out of Rissa and put Vella's own Tail into her below Mike's thrusting.

Her tail didn't naturally move that way, but Vella could feel mike guiding it and tickling her while he thrust into her backside. The double penetration of Vella had left all the girls wanting to try it, but Mike had other ideas. When Vella was about to collapse on the bed, he pulled out of her a.n.u.s and cast a clean spell on himself before turning to Cara and March.

March was licking at Cara's b.r.e.a.s.t.s and playing with herself as Mike was entering the others, When he took Cara from behind, March wanted to lick his b.a.l.l.s but she didn't see them. "Vella.. .. " March called out to Vella but she was still o.r.g.a.s.ming on the mattress. The Troop had given their best and their best wasn't making a dent in Mike's stamina. Mike turned to Cara and watched her eyes roll to the back of her head as she shuddered in his arms.

Mike looked at march one last time and March crawled over the still twitching Cara, letting her tail drift over Cara's still throbbing thighs before she laid on top of her and began to kiss on Cara. "March" Cara moaned out when her nipples entered March's mouth. At the same time, Mike had finally started on March.

As she bounced across Cara's chest, March would motorboat her and kiss her pa.s.sionately on occasion. The girls were in love, It was plain to see for all of them. They loved each other, and they all loved their Man.

March got to finish Mike off, it was her first time getting the end. The sensation of the pulsating release made her toss and throw her arms around as she climaxed when he did.

Laying across the bed, the girls all laid atop Mike's chest. His fast beating heart reminded them that he was theirs, through and through. The Night pa.s.sed quickly.

Mike got up and checked the surroundings before he walked to the tunnel. Mike wanted to see the extent of his power. His first test would be the tunnel.

The girls were all asleep, Even Vella was completely tuckered out. She really couldn't understand what had come over Mike, but complains did not arrive.