To all those who requested me to write the divine comedy greek tragedy of the ftm and the cis gay male, gather around. The story is finished.
I shall post it soon. It was a tremendous hyper fixation work. Plz enjoy...
>>40411311 (OP)why not post it now wtf
>>40411467Im gonna i just need like 10 minutes to post it all in one go. Its huge. 4 chapters.. each chapter 4k characters aprox..
>>40411570post it tomorrow. its already like 10pm est. most posters are gonna go to sleep and the thread will die. or maybe post it in 2 or 3 hours were eu posters waking up can keep it alive
>>40411311 (OP)YESSSSSS LETS GO
Without further ado, i shall now be posting the story...
And remember, all who read this now are witnessing history
~Prologue~
You, the reader, are steathily exploring an abandoned library in a city forsaken by man and overrun by nature. The evening sun's rays paint the plentiful dust rather nicely due to the biblically stained glass windows. Its as if pillars of differently colored light diagonally pierced through the room towards the darkness, signifying the side still connected to the natural world. You venture deeper into the library, far from that beautiful sight..
After a while you come across a gigantic book easily the height and width of a piano- length wise. Its just stood up like a box in the corner. It has marvelous engraving all over it, something perhaps from the ancient roman era? No even earlier, patterns you've never seen before. You dust off the cover and see what appears to be some kind of title: "The dood of Olympus", you feel a pang of guilt, regret as you read that title, something immensely sad seems to be hidden in this book, you can just tell but you're not sure why.
You strenuously open the book towards the first page using both your hands. In a mere moment it's as if you are transported to an empty dimension where nothing except the color pink stretching on forever in all directions exists. Somehow you walk on a ground you cannot see, your body is the only thing normal here.
You have no idea how to get out, you must have been cursed by that blasted book! But hope arrives, you hear a faint echo "od..od" you run in the direction of the sound "doood, dooood", eventually you see something! As you get closer it seems to be a pure yellow door!! You stand before it, the voice coming from within.. you open the door and it lets out a painfully slow creeeeeaaaaaaaaaaak. There is nothing but void in there, but at least its something. You walk in and immediately faint..
*fade to black*
~~STORY~~
"The dood of Olympus"
Chapter 1, Longing (1/2)
You seem to be in some kind of semi lucid dream..a place devoid of sunlight, to the right you see giant towering rectangular slabs of metal lining a paved giant hallway/corridor stretching on forever into the distance. Between each slab there is an equally sized gap where light and sparks intermittently emerge from. To the left you see only a solid rock wall parallel to the slabs. Almost impossible to see, there is a small speck of shining pink that seems to be traversing this hallway. Our view automatically zooms in, now we see black shiny eyes, a small head and wide thick legs plumping along the pavement with a slight squeek in each step. We also see cut marks all over this being's body, but one cut mark is unusual, right on the tummy there is the symbol for the male gender, carved in with vicious strength, hinting perhaps that this speciman may be a male, a dangerous one at that..
After hours of watching this small man traverse this seemingly never ending corridor, they come across a cis man, his size, tremendous, at least 3 times as big as our little guy. His half naked skin tanned brown, muscles all over him, and between his legs behind his shorts there is something fiercely big lurking.
An echo of a shout from somewhere far vibrates throughout the corridor "THIS IS NOT RIGHT, THIS IS NOT RIGHT!!".
Chapter 1 (2/2)
Our main guy who we presume to be the dood of the story is so distracted by this man's glorious anatomy that he doesnt even register the shout that echoed just now, nor does the man seem to care himself for he is too busy posing, all his weight on his right leg as he leans back as far as possible diagonally to his right whilst his arms are up in the air as if he was carrying a sack of water above him. The dood stands in awe of this marvelous display and manages to utter his first word in this tale, "doooood, are you one of the true godly men?"..
The man gives a silent and stoic nod.
Our dood's eyes open up even further in awe as he starts to slightly drool. "Doooood, that is likeeee so awesome! I-i-im just like you, and i need to get into Olympus to be with my fellow doods!!".
Straight after the dood finishes his sentence, another echo, this time barely audible from even further away that both ignore, "NOooo its not fair, NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
Meanwhile the man's eyes go dark, he stands up straight, and turns his attention fully to the dood and lowers his gaze as a menacing shade grows upon his face, from a gap between the slabs another gust of sparks arrive, this time much larger than usual, illuminating the space behind the towering man, his shadow now stretching far beyond the pooner's puny self. He looks down grimly at him and says, "You.. are.. not.. ready.." each word the man says vibrates through the dood, his voice is so deep it tickles his skin, it seems as if the ground itself shakes with each of his words. Our dood falls to his knees in worship and begging.."please... dooood.. i must.. i must enter Olympus and be together with my fellow manly men!"...
Silence haunts the endless corridors for a long time, the man and dood locked in gaze.
"Fine.." says the man.."Come.. with me.."
*fade to black*
Enter chapter 2 ...
Chapter 2, Struggle (1/2)
For a few hours now the dood and the man have been walking side by side along the seemingly infinite corridor, the dood lightly jogging to keep up with the man's slow walking pace.
It has become incredibly damp and hot, both of them are sweating. Another echo vibrates through the corridor, "why must there always be a trial", at this point our dood has completly tuned out the countless echos from beyond, and has ceased asking the man where they come from for he truly does not want to talk of it.
More hours pass as they walk together, they have begun sharing stories with one another, the dood's voice accidentally slips up high a few times but the man never pays notice. They have discovered many things about each other, that both of them are attracted to men only, and that neither of them know why they are where they are, only that they must keep going on lest they lose all hope. The dood did not understand how a man of such magnificence could be so equally challenged with life's obstacles.
Eventually they reach a gap in the wall opposite to the slab side, the gap leads to an alleyway, which seems to branch off into many paths. The dood follows the man through a complex network of alleyways, but after ten minutes he suddenly stops, he pushes the dood with tremendous force against a wall. The dood with terror in his eyes nearly faints from the impact.
Chapter 2 (2/2)
The man in a swift and simultaneous motion then puts his left arm over the dood's chest keeping him snugly in place, his feet off the ground, as he does this he also presses his own back into the wall to the right of the pooner. The man's right shoulder is now just barely touching the edge of the wall, he carefully looks over his right shoulder, nothing is there except a spot that branches off into 7 seperate alleyways.. the dood makes a squeek of confusion and the man just shushes him, something must be coming.
A minute later, horribly loud thumping can be heard, coming closer by the second. Its moving slowly yet its approaching fast. An awfully large beast emerges from one of the alleyways, its long vicious yellow teeth as pointy as knives, eyes that could strike fear into even a godly guy like this man, a tail that looks more like a whip capable of ripping the skin clean off wherever it hits..
The man waits not even a moment and emerges from the corner and shouts at the saber toothed like bear thing "FIGHT ME BOY, ILL SHOW YOU HELL!!!" The creature becomes absolutely enraged and immediately chases the man into the darkness he ran off into, an alleyway marked by its dirt across and around the entrance.
The dood now stood there all alone, no idea what to do. Could that man truly best such a hellhound? The dood had no way of knowing. After a few seconds of indecisiveness our dood musters up the courage to run down the dirty alleyway to support his fellow man!
*fade to black*
Enter chapter THREE..
I have to go back to work, ill post the remaining 2 chapters in like uhh, 2 to 3 hours. Sorry!
Chapter 3, Climax (1/2)
It was an absolute disaster, both the man and the dood emerge from the alleyway bloodsoaked and wounded, the man is concussed and has deep gashes all over him but his body has stopped bleeding surprisingly quickly, our dude however is barely conscious from being smacked wall to wall by the beast. It was only due to there being a large rock nearby that the man was able to crack it over the beast's head sending it unconscious, then he hurled the beast down a large nearby hole, ending the fight. The man pats the dood on the back and says he is proud of him, the dood smiles back innocently.
As they both stumble through the maze of walls for a while they finally come across what the man had meant to show the dood.
It was a metal grate door, with dim purple light shining through, and lots of steam coming out. "This will answer all your questions, but be careful, do not let them see you".
Another echo from beyond the corridors through the network of alleyways rings out "STOP I BEG YOU, ITS NOT WORTH IT TURN BACK NOW!!".
This time our pooner is hesitant "them..? Who is them.?...."
"Its okay, be brave and never ever give up no matter how awful life gets...you are ready.."
The dood tears up a bit.
He then opens the grate and walks through..
For the briefest moment he sees a place so much larger than anything he's ever seen before, it appeared to be some kind of giant room with a door so big it would make our dood look like a pebble. Before he can even process this he slips on a wet spot of condensation, and into the room. After a long fall he makes a small squeek noise as he hits the ground. There are giants in this room, giants that can use that door like its normal, giants who's ears have just sprung up for a moment.
Chapter 3 (2/2)
The man still in the vent/alleyway simultaneously screams and jumps out into the room in a bid to protect the dood from these giants, as he is in freefall, one of the giant men simply snatches our hero from the air dangling him from his legs. "UNHAND ME AT ONCE YOU BEAST!!!!" Says the hero.
The giant starts humming, his noise so loud it almost deafens the pooner and our hero, "hmmmmmmmm, hmmm" as the hero is dangling, something falls from between his shorts to the ground in front of the pooner...
"D-dood.... thats a packer...what the FRICK?!" says our dood..
"Im sorry i didnt tell you earlier brother, i just couldnt bare to disappoint you.. forgive me." The hero says with a peacful smile. Not a moment later, the giant squishes the hero in one motion between his finger and thumb, "sorry, this is a sauna for gay men.." says the giant nonchalantly.
The pooner is in complete shock, he is looking all over the room in confusion, to the packer, the giant's red fingers, the dead creature that looks to be a mere rat in comparison to these giants, posters of gay men, a pile of stones that were intermittently sparking underneath,
it was all happening so fast, his world was shattering into a thousands pieces.
*fade to white*
Enter chapter 4...
Chapter 4
OLYMPUS
(1/3)
The giant takes a step towards our dood, the impact of his step makes him bounce up as if on a trampoline. "Eh, you'll do" says the giant, as he picks the dood up, and presses him into the opening of his erect member, the blood of his former hero stains his pink cheeks dark red. One little push and our dood is fully inside the giant's penis, "haha, dw lil guy, now you'll be a real man" the rest of the men in the sauna all heartily laugh at this. After a tortuous, terrifying and humiliating few minutes of being massaged around inside the fleshy organ in complete defeat the giant says, "Oh damn she is sliding down into my balls, darn bitch."
As the pooner hears this he falls into despair, the light leaves his eyes as he is jerked around- literally, inside a giant cock. Our pooner falls into the ballsack of the man. He no longer listens to the taunts or the jerking. He thinks of his fallen friend, a true hero, the beast he slayed, his sacrifice, and his words, his words to never give up.. no matter how awful life gets.
A fire slowly ignites inside the dood, a small flame, with sparks like the ones he saw between the giant slabs. His eyes become dark red with rage, he feels fire all throughout his body, and one main emotional thought, "destruction", his sanity slips into insanity and then further into something else. He then roars a harrowing scream of rage, " ARGGGHHHHHHHH DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-RRRRRGGG!!" In the most gruesome tongue any of the giants had ever heard.
Chapter 4 (2/3)
He thrusts one of his arms into the Giant's body, the part that connects to the balls. The first thrust did nothing, so he uses his left arm, then his right, repeatedly, he starts clawing crazily until the flesh starts bleeding, the giant found it funny at the beginning but now he is shrieking in pain, the pooner doesnt stop, he just keeps clawing until more flesh is exposed, and then he starts.. eating, he starts consuming the man's flesh from inside his ballsack, sucking the blood out of him with all his force. All the giants in the sauna look on in horror as there is nothing they can do, the pooner starts.. growing, in size, and the ballsack around the pooner grows with him, the giant meanwhile is becoming wrinkled from blood loss, the pooner's growth is fast and terrifying.
It finally stops.
The giant is now a husk, and the pooner is now impressivly one fourth the size of a giant, albeit surrounded in ballsack still and in a fetal position. None of the giants in the room have a clue what they just witnessed, all too terrified to even move.
It feels as if time stands still.
Chapter 4 (3/3)
No one moves.
A violin starts playing a divine song. "Where is that coming from?!" Says one of the giants. No one knows. A gentle harp joins the melody. All the giants become dazed by this beautiful sound..
Rays of sunlight start to shine down on the giant ballsack, but how, in a room with no natural light sources? No one knew. The moist marble floor tiles of the sauna start to turn to grass, vines start sprouting from the walls, flowers from the ceilings. One of the giants runs towards the door but cannot open it for roots have covered it completely already, the violin becomes louder, more intense.
All the giant are terrified cowering in corners of the room except for one, "TO HELL WITH THIS MAGIC NONSENSE ITS JUST ONE WOM-"
The ballsack briefly pulsates, stopping the brave giant dead in his tracks.
Our dood slowly pierces the bottom of the ballsack with his now muscular fingers, and then lifts the flap up slowly as he simultaneously stands up. He stands there nonchalantly, an impressive one third the size of a giant, no longer pink, he's tanned by heavily lights, muscular as his fallen friend. He stands in the middle of the room covered in blood and gruel.
Now he is finished with his meal he screeches in a tongue unfamiliar to any gender of human, and rapidly sprints and claws his way around the room taking chunks of flesh out of men around him indiscriminately, the sauna chamber eventually becomes a bloodbath, a place of rest has now become the birthplace of a restless being.
The dood leaves the chamber that will one day become a shrine to those who follow in his steps, the roots make way for him. He then leaves the bathhouse, and enters the outside world, atop of a beautiful green cliff overviewing the city, he is now in a world where everyone is just as big as the guys in the sauna, but he is not scared, he lets out a unearthly scream at the people beneath him and the entire golden city hears it.
~the end~
>>40413902>>40414172Thank you very much ^^
>pooner squeaking and dood'ing
This gave me a good laugh, kino stuff anon
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bumping to read later since im at work
>>40415684>>40415745ArigatooooOOO!- GOZAIMAS!!!
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