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Chapter 50

In a flash, Kiana turned the areola on her big ass tits into gaping, fanged mouths but Carl and Plilip yanked their hands and cocks away before she was able to bite them off. She cursed herself for being so complicit in the Nelsons’ rape shenanigans. She could have put a stop to it any time she’d wanted or at least fought them to the death, maybe taking a couple of them with her along the way.

She screamed as Jacob taunted her with her little fetus body. He held it from both hands, making it dance like a small puppet. “Whassa matter, bitch? You don’t wanna go back inside?”

“Say, brother,” Carl said, looking from his club-sized dong to the baby sized body in Jacob’s hands. “Ain’t that thing a little too small for our big dicks?”

Kiana detached herself from her limbs, sprayed piss and vomit out of every orifice, even tried setting herself on fire as a means to dissuade the Nelsons from what they all knew would come next. Carl and Philip endured all of her defenses, holding her snapping, writhing, burning body in place as Jacob puzzled over the tiny fetus body.

“Yer right. We cain’t fuck this. Least not long ‘fore it’s fucked to pieces. I wonder…” Jacob pulled and stretched on the limp fetus-creature until its limbs elongated. Chuckling, he did the same with its head and torso, molding Kiana’s true alien body bigger and thicker until he was holding in his little hands a human-sized body exactly the same size as Kiana’s astral-self kicking and wailing on the ground under him.

“We got ourselves a fuck puppet!” Jacob yelled in delight as he tossed the lifeless creature on top of Kiana’s astral projection.

She thrashed and pleaded but it was futile. Her ectomorphic consciousness seeped back into the pores of her alien body like smoke sucked up a chimney. Moments later the fetus creature, now a full-sized pink body, blinked its eyes. “No! NoNoNoNoNo!” She screamed, balling up her arms and legs, trying to will herself back out of the body. But images of the puppy were simply not enough, faced with the horrific reality of not only being raped and killed by the Nelsons, not only failing the mission Elwood had given her, but doing all of these things inside the grotesque body of a pink fetus creature was too much for her to psychically overcome. She was trapped in the physical realm with three redneck monsters about to pounce on her delicate, prone body.

“Yeeah, now we talkin’!” Carl said, standing up on his huge monster legs, pushing his way around to take Jacob’s spot between Kiana’s legs.

“Why’s it your turn?” Philip protested, coming up on Jacob’s other side, giant head bobbing menacingly.

“Ain’t nobody said I was done yet!” Jacob said, waving his tiny arms at his brothers. “I need me a piece of this real flesh before either of you nasty fuckers get your dirty dicks anywhere near it! I’m the one made her like this!”

The three Nelson brothers began attacking one another, completely forgetting about Kiana laying beneath them. Quickly, she skittered out from under their stomping feet and dove for the fetus pod where Elwood’s mind-thread ended. She scrambled to take the lid off, its contents too fogged up to see from outside.

Behind her the Nelsons were still shouting, only now she heard words like cunt and cum dumpster being hurled her way so she knew she didn’t have much time. The lid finally came loose. She tossed it aside and reached into the pink muck, pulling the little creature inside free.

She was right! The lifeless fetus-body had Elwood’s face! This was the right pod! She jammed her hands back into the pink liquid, feeling around for the bomb Elwood had told her about as she heard the Nelson’s stomping up behind her, but there was nothing else inside.

“Goddamnit, Elwood! What the fuck do I do now!” she screamed in frustration, rolling over onto her butt to face the backwoods horrors rushing up on her.

It was worse than she’d imagined. All three Nelsons had somehow become intertwined. What lumbered up to her had three legs, two massive–obviously belonging to Carl–and one normal sized jutting out from where their penises should have been. All three heads were fused together with Jacob’s tiny arms sticking up from the tops of their fused heads, looking like obscene antlers. The rest of their arms stuck out of various places on their thick torso and, worst of all, all three of their huge fetus-dicks had wound together creating a massive sexual protrusion extending from their stomach like the trunk of some nightmarish elephant.

And they were ready to fuck.

Kiana shook the Elwood-fetus in her hands. “Tell me what to do! Tell me, fucker! It’s too fucking late! I’m gonna fucking die and these sick fuckers are gonna win! Talk to me!”

But the fetus hung limp as ever, Elwood’s consciousness no longer present.

The Nelson monster stopped inches from Kiana. Its trunk-sized dong twitched and dribbled pre-cum all over the tentacle floor. “It’s over, sexy bitch,” the three heads said in unison. “We gone fuck you in half, then fuck you with the other half!”

Kiana tried to scramble free but the Nelson-thing snatched her up by her leg, spun her around, and impaled her on its penis-weapon before she could escape. It was far too large. She was bleeding from the crotch before the thing’s triple head had even worked its way completely inside of her. She was quickly stretched passed her body’s breaking point, unable to do anything but hang there being death-fucked in defeat, holding Elwood’s fetus body like a child’s toy.

And that’s when it happened.

The little fetus creatures making up the Nelson monster’s stomach began to scream and flail worse than they already did naturally. A ring around the base of the trunk-cock rippled and expanded, much to the shock of the Nelsons who looked down in disbelief as a face took shape around their mutated sex organ.

It was the face of a clown.

Elwood’s face, still clad in the mask he’d died in at the hands of Mark Nelson and the Entity appeared out of the Nelson’s flesh. His mouth closed around the dreaded triple dong and, as he fully solidified on their body, bit down, severing the flopping, bleeding tri-wang with one massive chomp.

The Nelsons wailed and pawed at Elwood’s face as Kiana, still impaled on the dong, fell free to the ground. Her entire lower half was ruined. Her legs landed twisted at weird angles. Most of her intestines pulled free as she yanked the three dicks from herself. She would bleed out in seconds.

“Please! Tell me what to do! Where is the bomb!” she pleaded.

Elwood’s sad eyes focused on her. He mouthed two simple words before the Nelsons clawed him to shreds with their clawlike hands.

Those words were: Kill Me.

Kiana wept. She shook her head. Even dying, even knowing that the only way to save Earth was for her, Elwood and everything inside the gargantuan celestial body of the Entity to die, she did not want to be the one to end Elwood’s life.

It was a sick joke. Elwood was the only man to ever save her life. He was the only person she’d ever met who’d trusted her. In spite of everything. He was the only person who knew everything about how terrible of a human being she was. He accepted her. Confided in her. Teamed up with her to do the most important thing any living person had ever done in the course of human history.

And now she had to kill him. She laughed through her tears as the Nelsons bled and screamed. This was her job. Elwood had known the Entity would not let him win. Would not allow him to destroy it. He’d become too connected to it. He’d become a part of it. But her? She was a psycho fucking killer and as she squeezed the little fetus-Elwood’s neck until the small head popped off, erupting in a geyser of pink fluid, she did indeed get a sick kick out of murdering the only person she could say will all honest that she really and truly loved.

Kiana fell to her back, her vision failing as she bled out. The decapitated fetus body began to beep. It turned transparent. There, inside, connected to its little fetus heart was the bomb. As its heart shuddered and stopped, the bomb heated up.

A deep rumbling not from the bomb but from every fetus-pod in the entire unfathomably large body of the Entity drowned out the bomb’s beeping. Billions upon untold and uncountable billions of fetus creatures rushed toward Kiana, all in an attempt to stop from exploding the one thing in the entire existence of reality that could destroy their captor. Their tormentor. Their dark, un-killable god.

The Nelsons split in two as the eye of the Entity burst forth, rushing at Kiana’s body and Elwood’s fetus. It, along with every captive soul it possessed tried, to no avail, to contain the blast as the fetus, Kiana, the Nelsons, and every fetus connected to Elwood’s mind-thread erupted in searing, beautiful white light.

***

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Chapter 49

Kiana dropped the psychic thread and spun around. Standing directly behind her were three horrible figures. The Nelson brothers. She knew their names because Elwood had told her in painstaking detail about them gang-raping her before the Entity ruined their bodies and brought them back to life, only to, apparently, suck their consciousnesses along with their Brother Mark’s up here into its alien body high above Earth’s atmosphere.

“Hiya, bitch!”

Jacob, Philip and Carl were even more hideous than Elwood had described them as now their bodies were made up of pink fetus-creatures all mashed together in the same way Mark Nelson’s giant face had been before Elwood had thrown her through Mark’s eye like a torpedo.

The three Nelson brothers were all naked with misshapen limbs completely out of proportion to the rest of their bodies. Jacob’s arms were both small, like a baby’s arms jutting out from the sides of his torso. Philip’s head was three times the size of his brothers’ and Carl had huge legs and feet resembling a morbidly obese person with a heart condition causing their appendages to swell.

All three of them though, had one appendage in common. Their cocks were as huge as horse dicks. They swung down past the naken rednecks’ knees wide as baseball bats with veins thick as pencils wrapping around them this way and that.

“Look fellas,” Kiana said, backing away toward the direction she hoped Elwood’s body lay in. “Much as I wouldn’t mind getting air-tight, four-way fucked in every one of my holes by those,” her eyes got wide as she checked out their cocks again. “Big ole wieners, I got’sa mission I’m on and my friend would be mighty disappointed in me if I went and let the world end while I was having the time of my life gettin’ butt-fucked by some nasty-ass motherfuckers like you three.”

In truth, Kiana was more disgusted by their fetus bodies than anything other thing she could think of in her entire life. Those ugly little fuckers that made up the three redneck brothers’ bodies were all twitching and mouthing words at her, all their beady little black eyes just staring off. She had the heebie-jeebies something fierce right then, and was doing her god damned best not to show it.

“Oh no, this bitch talks too much!” Carl said in mock disappointment. “’A’fore we couldn’t get her to say a damn thing now the cunt won’t shut the fuck up!”

“She won’t be jabberin’ for long,” Philip said, drool pooling around his lips on his big ass head as he stared at her large naked tits. “We’ll fill her mouth up so tight, she won’t make a sound!”

In that moment, Kiana regretting making her astral boobs and butt so appealing.

Suddenly, Jacob’s little baby arms shot out off his body like strings of spaghetti attempting to grab her.

Kiana turned her nude skin into spikes as the little hands touched her, mangling them in the process. “Back off, jack offs! This body ain’t yours to fuck on!” It felt strange spurning the advances of men. Even repulsive men who made her want to vomit still shamefully made her pussy wet.

But she could not let Elwood down. It was in that moment that she realized how much she truly cared for the man she’d only seemingly just met. But then time played games with the senses inside the Entity. What had merely been hours down below on Earth seemed like months up here.

Elwood was the truest, most sincere person she’d ever met. She could not disappoint him now.

Jacob screamed and complained as he retracted his mangled hands. Carl and Philip laughed at his expense as they rushed forward, intent on capturing their prey, enthused to no end by her protests and willingness to fight back.

Kiana turned her hands to long blades as the two brothers came up on either side of her. She swung at Phillip’s huge head with both sword-arms but only managed to get them stuck in the side of his skull as Carl came up behind and grabbed her, the spikes on her body doing little to dissuade the rape-hungry redneck from wrestling her to the ground.

Phillip dislodged her arms from his head and pinned them up above her own as Jacob with his tiny bloody hands slowly stalked up the middle toward her defenseless pussy.

All three brothers’ cocks were hard as she cussed and screamed at them to let her go. Her protests were obviously making them even more excited to rape her and a part of her couldn’t help herself but to egg them on, in spite of how sincerely she wanted to find Elwood’s body and figure out how to set off the bomb.

Both Carl and Philip ran their hands along her body, ignoring the spiky protrusions as though they were nothing more than thorns on the stem of a rose.

“God damn, brothers!” Philip said, as he squeezed Kiana’s sizable left breast, his giant head still drooling. “I think these titties is bigger than they were downstairs!”

“You right!” Carl said, gripping up a handful of her right tit to test their mass for himself. “Way bigger!”

Jacob’s hands had healed themselves, replaced by more little fetus creature parts as he stood between Kiana’s legs. His enormous pecker looked absolutely ridiculous jutting up far enough in front of his torso that he was just able to grasp a hold of its tip with his baby hand and ever so slightly jack it off until a shiny sliver of pre-cum dripped out onto the huge purple helmet-like head.

“Quit jackin’ it off and fuck her with it you stupid shit!” Carl shouted, his own cock now draped over Kiana’s stomach sideways as he knelt on the tentacle floor holding her in place for his brother to have his way with.

“Let me take my goddamn time and enjoy my damn self, jeeze-louise!” Jacob snapped back in mock anger. But he did as his younger brother said, letting his baseball-bat-like dong fall from his baby hand. It thumped on Kiana’s hairless pussy, stimulating her clit enough to make her drip pussy juice from between her lips.

“Look! This broad wants the cock, brother!” Phillip said, his huge head bouncing back and forth on his shoulders like a beach ball.

But just as Jacob thrust his huge member forward, Kiana phased dimensions,  monetarily turning transparent and leaped up onto her feet as the brothers lost their grip. She phased back to regular reality and grew her ass out longer and fatter as she took off running. She grew several new sets of legs out of this new ass to make her faster until she resembled a humanoid-like centipede racing across the tops of the fetus-pods in the direction the mind-thread had guided her.

She scooped the thread back up out of the pink fluid of the nearest pod as the three Nelson brothers cursed and gave chase, Carl breaking out ahead of the other two on his long monster legs.

Kiana tugged on the thread to gauge how much further she had to go before reaching Elwood’s body. To her astonishment, the thread stopped only a few pods ahead of her. She’d found him!

Unfortunately, that’s when Carl caught up and tackled her back to the ground.

“Hurry up! Bitch done turned herself inta some kinda bug!” Carl yelled as Kiana tried to wiggle her long ass and half dozen legs free of the fetus-bodied redneck. He bore his weight on her and held her in place until the other Nelsons arrived.

“I’ll be,” Jacob said, rubbing his tiny hands together in anticipation of the coming brutality. “Slut looks like some kinds crawdad done fucked a lady and had a weird ass baby!”

All three brothers laughed as Kiana tried to phase out again in desperation.

“Nuh uh! Not so fast sugar!” Carl said, phasing with her, then dragging her astral self back to the present reality. “You fooled us with that trick once’t but we gots us them ghost powers, too.”

Kiana tilted her head back. She could still see the mind-thread dipping into a pod not ten feet from where she was pinned down. All she had to do was get over there. But then what? Elwood had never told her what to do once she got there…

Jacob pushed her extra sets of legs out of the way and knelt between them. “Say, brothers?”

“Yeah, Jake?” Philip said as he sucked Kiana’s entire boob into his over-sized mouth, his slug-like tongue smearing rank saliva all over her quarter-sized nipple, causing it to stand erect in spite of her frustration and disgust.

‘I was thinkin’,” Jacob said as he mounted her, sinking his club-dick deep into her without needing to lube it up even slightly. She was already gushing just from the verbal abuse, titty play and chase.

Kiana grunted in pleasure in spite of herself. She had to get to Elwood, but would it really hurt to bust a few nuts with these animals beforehand?

“When we was dickin’ this whore down back downstairs on Earth,” Jacob continued as he began to thrust into her in earnest causing a wet squishing sound as his golfball-sized testicles slapped against her squirming extra legs and ass. “She wasn’t down there with us, was she? Not this part’a her, I mean. Her mind. It was up here mindin’ its own business while we trashed her body ‘fore she trashed us.”

“I recon,” Carl said, rubbing his cane-length dong all over Kiana’s face while she struggled to turn her head away.

“An now, up here,” Jacob said, beginning to pant and sweat from the exertion as he drilled Kiana’s soaking wet pussy harder and harder. “We got her mind all trapped up, but we ain’t got her body no more. Not her for real one.”

“Yeah. Whatcha getting’ at?”

Kiana couldn’t help herself anymore. She cried out again and again, equal parts pleasure and revulsion rocking her with each violent slam. In spite of herself she came, her cries muffled by Carl shoving his huge stump of a cock in her mouth at the moment of orgasm. She nearly threw up from the sensation of all those little fetus hands and feet and faces slamming in and out of her mouth and it was everything she could do to drown out the sounds of their soft cries as the creatures who made up Jacob’s mass were slowly drown in her juices.

“Well,” now Jacob was huffing and puffing, clearly about to cum as he jackhammered Kiana’s pussy to the point that her outer labia had already begun to turn red and swell from Jacob’s girth and the power of his thrusts. “I just don’t think that’s fair, us only getting’ one or the Uh UH Other!”

“Yeah, that’s like a ripoff!” Philip added as he raked his big dick over Kiana’s eyes and forehead while she convulsed from orgasm after orgasm. 

Jacob couldn’t hold out any longer, he retracted his length from Kiana’s beaten up hole and let it bounce free in the air above her as he couldn’t quite manage to get his baby arms around it to jack it off. In spite of that, his dong managed to ejaculate clear from Kiana’s soaking wet crotch, across her stomach, all over both her massive tits and onto her face before it stopped spurting.

He took long deep breaths as his ugly cock twitched to a stop. Then he continued. “So I’s been thinkin’. Why should we have to pick one or the other, when I got her upstairs body with me right here?”

Kiana, head only just now begnning to clear after she’d been rendered cock-drunk from the pounding Jacob had given her, looked on in horror, still covered in his squirming spunk as Jacob dug his tiny hands into his chest, rooted around much to the protest of the fetus-creatures making up his flesh, and pulled one out.

It dangled limply from his little hand as if dead. As it slowly spun around, Kiana shrieked when she saw that the face staring back at her with lifeless eyes was that of her own.

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Chapter 47

Kiana skidded to a stop hundreds of yards behind the Mark Nelson fetus head. She’d smashed right through his eye and out the other side, landing safely far from the battle.

She cursed and assessed the damage to her body. She was pretty fucked up. The landing had torn the skin off most of her face and right side which had taken the brunt of the landing.

As she healed her astral-skin, she fought the urge to go back and join Elwood in the fight against his rapist. He’d told her all about Mark Nelson while they were trapped inside her nightmare and he seemed unfairly matched against a guy who could control every damn little pig-fetus thing inside the celestial body of the Entity.

But she wasn’t here to help kill Mark Nelson. She was here to find Elwood’s body and with it, the bomb that would supposedly blow them all to kingdom come. There was only one problem. She still didn’t know how the fuck to set the goddamn bomb off!

Finally healed, she stood up and looked around. She could still hear the battle raging behind her, but Elwood had managed to throw her right at the base of the hill he’d pointed at before Mark showed up. Supposedly his little fetus body was just over that hill.

Good thing there were only about fifty billion ugly shits to look through in order to find it…

Kiana set off walking up the hill, mumbling every curse word she could think of while stretching her arms out the width of the entire tentacle chamber. She grew eyeballs all down the lengths of her arms, in the palms of her hands and at the tips of her fingers in an effort to more quickly locate Elwood’s container. What she’d do with it when she found it, well, she’d deal with that when the time came.

As she disappeared over the hill, the lids of a row of containers popped off. The pink fluid oozed out along with the wailing bodies of the fetus creatures. They congealed into a huge puddle in the middle of the chamber floor and out of that puddle rose three humanoid forms.

“We gone get ta fuck that dumb bitch again, brothers?” the first one chuckled.

“Best believe that,” the second one said, rubbing his hands together.

“And this time,” the third one said. “She gone be awake while we do it!”

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Kiana scanned the pods on the far side of the hill but had no luck finding Elwood. The faces of the gross things inside didn’t even look human this deep into the tentacle. Whatever worlds the Entity had consumed and cataloged in this section seemed far, far removed from Earth’s position in the universe.

That’s when she got an idea. “Fuck! Of course!” she blurted out loud. “Stupid bitch always trying to do things the hard way!”

She contracted her arms and absorbed the eyeballs on her hands and fingers, returning to a state of naked normality, or as normal as she was willing to get in her malleable astral body. She still kept her tits and ass way bigger than they had any reason to be. She liked the way they felt bouncing around while she walked. And even though the Entity was an evil motherfucker who’d robbed her of her life and wanted to eat her world, she still kinda hoped it was watching and thought she was hot.

All her parts back together, Kiana placed her hand on the lid of the nearest pod, closed her eyes and concentrated. “Think of the puppy, bitch. Think of the fucking puppy!”

It worked. Her hand turned transparent and sank through the lid. She rooted around next to the fetus-thing inside for several seconds before grasping what she’d been searching for. She pulled the memory thread from the pod, triumphant smile on her face.

She pulled the thread free from the pod and followed it to the next and the next pod until she saw a direct path from where she stood to where the string ended.

Elwood’s pod. It had to be.

“Maybe I ain’t so full of fuckin’ stupid after all!” She laughed to herself.

“I wouldn’t speak too soon there, missy,” a gnarled and raspy redneck voice said from behind her. “We’re finna fill that little butthole of yours with more stupid than you ever done dreamed of!”

Chapter 48

Elwood tried to phase transparent at the last second before Mark’s harpoon-dick pierced his flesh, but the dick-weapon phased right along with him.

“Ain’t pullin’ no tricks this time, faggot. The big voice warned me all about how clever you is. Well guess what? I can phase dimensions, too! The big voice gave me every single power you got in here and then some!”

Elwood gaped in horror as the snake-like cock slithered deep into his chest wound.

“C’mon back now. Let’s do this right here in our own lil ole reality.” With that, Mark’s dick, and along with it Elwood, solidified back to whole.

“I told ya I was gonna fuck you again, boy. Didn’t I tell you that? Fuckin’ thinkin’ you’re smarter than other people, thinkin’ you’re smarter than the big voice, that’s what got you fucked up, Elwood. You’re just a bitch ass faggot likes to get fucked by big ass dicks, ain’t ya?”

Elwood stood helpless as the snake-dick worked in and out of his chest wound. Blood oozed out of the newly made orifice, giving the phallic monstrosity plenty of lubrication with which to fuck the wound.

Mark moaned as he violated Elwood once more. Using his hands he smeared Elwood’s blood all along his long shaft and jacked himself off while mumbling about how much Elwood liked it.

Elwood tried to regain his composure. He tried to think of Kiana, of The Maxx, of uncle Jeff or anything to re-align his senses but Mark’s cock wound its way through his chest cavity as the redneck made of fetus-creatures cried out in pleasure and came all inside Elwood’s lungs.

The astral-man fell to his knees, gagging and coughing, spitting hunks of Mark Nelson’s fetus-cum out of his mouth. The chunks of sperm-like fetus creatures landing on the ground twitched and died, more individual lives from long dead worlds snuffed out forever. But Elwood had no time to mourn them, his own life at the mercy of the worst person he’d ever known.

How could this happen? He’d come so far. He’d felt invincible facing off against the entity. And here, after everything, it was the same bully who’d tormented him, verbally, mentally, sexually, his entire life who would spell his end. Seal his fate. Doom him and the Earth to a fate far, far worse than death. A destiny unavoidable. Inevitable. Irreversible.

“We’s just getting’ started, faggot. The big voice told me time is weird up here. I get to fuck ya long as I want, he says. Says years pass up here like minutes back down at home.”

“Fuck you,” Elwood sputtered as Mark’s appendage wound its way around more of his internal organs, causing Elwood to cry out again.

“Nah it don’t work like that. Ain’t no dicks goin’ inside me, that’s gay shit for faggots like you!” Mark flexed his member like an anaconda, constricting Elwood’s insides into a tight ball. “Say, weren’t you a clown down there? What you doin’ lookin like some gay magazine model up here? That ain’t right, now. Don’t be a faker, faggot. Show me what you really are.”

Elwood’s insides felt like they caught fire in that moment as the remaining fetus-cum in his lungs expanded and changed, ripping through his astral-body, melting down into a liquid and coating him in some kind of ectoplasmic slime. This slime hardened and a moment later, Elwood looked down in horror.

His hands were again stuffed inside the ridiculous over-sized monster claw gloves he’d bought for his Skitzo Cyko outfit. He wore the stupid red floppy shoes. Reaching up, he felt his head covered in the mask. He’d been reduced to his most humiliated state.

Elwood was just a clown.

“Nah, you ain’t changin’ back,” Mark said, mocking Elwood’s bewildered face as he tried and failed to phase back into his newly acquired fit and beautiful form. “Big voice said I have the power to make you look like anything I want.”

All of the insecurity, fear, anguish, humiliation, embarrassment and self-loathing that had plagued Elwood for his entire life came rushing back in that instant. He was no longer the hero of the Outback, the protector of the jungle queen. The Maxx was gone. He was just dumb ass Elwood the clown. The idiot kid who let his little nephew eat the mercury that made him retarded. Elwood, the kid responsible for uncle Jeff hanging himself.

“Please,” Elwood said, falling to his hands and knees at Mark’s twisted fetus-feet. “You don’t know what you’re doing. It-it’s going to destroy the whole planet. It’s going to eat everything you’ve ever known and loved.”

Mark erupted in laughter. “Shit boy, I know what the big voice is up to! It done told me everything on my way up here when it ripped my soul in a thousand little pieces and sucked me up in here like a faggot suckin’ a big fat dong!”

Mark kicked Elwood over onto his back and put his gnarled foot on Elwood’s throat. “Way I see it, ain’t nothin’ ta miss downstairs. Down there I’m just a guy likes cummin’ in jars and jackin’ off ta old magazines. Upstairs? Up here I’m a god!”

More penises rose up out of Mark’s fetus-flesh body until he resembled a cock-porcupine with thick, veiny, pulsating red and purple dicks jutting in all directions from his shoulders, chest, legs, arms and face. “I got all the fuckn’ dicks I could ever fuckin’ want! And they ALL gonna go inside YOU, boy!”

Elwood wept. He’d come so far, endured so much just to lose? Like this?

“Don’t be sad, faggot,” Mark said, reaching down, picking Elwood up by his clown mask. “We gone have lots of fun. I done tolda ya I was gonna fuck you till you love it. Now it’s time to start suckin’!”

As Mark dragged him to his knees, Elwood acted. Fast as he could he grabbed the long cock still sticking out of his chest and bit into it, ripping the flesh in half like an umbilical cord separating from a newborn.

No. He would not be reduced to his weakest parts. He would not continue to relive his past. Mark could change his appearance. Mock him. Ridicule him, reminded of what he was in his darkest hours but in the end, Mark would not be the force to defeat Elwood. Only Elwood himself could choose that fate. And today, he would not.

Mark screamed as his castrated member flopped around in Elwood’s hands like the body of a freshly decapitated bird. Blood made of little fetus creatures spewed everywhere. Elwood ignored their deaths. He focused instead on removing the disgusting appendage from his body.

Using both hands, he yanked the severed penis from the depths of his guts, then, free from Mark’s immediate touch, used his own mind-powers to stiffen the penis into a flattened, sharp blade. Standing up straight, Elwood phased into the dimension housing Mark’s fragmented soul and thrust the cock-sword upward,cleaving Mark’s physical and astral self nearly in two from his bleeding crotch to the tip of his fetus-faced head.

Elwood winced at the psychic screams of the dying creatures but did not allow their agony to break his resolve this time. This time Mark Nelson would die. Forever.

Only he didn’t.

Elwood raised the dick-weapon to strike a final blow to Mark’s bleeding and ruined body, but more importantly to his amputated and dying consciousness on the astral plane when the two halves of Mark’s body exploded in a blinding orange-red light.

Elwood shielded his eyes until they adjusted, ready to attack, ready for any last surprised Mark had in store for him. But it wasn’t Mark’s voice that spoke to him when the light dimmed.

There, hovering in the space between the two halves of Mark’s cleaved and dying face, was the same reptilian eyeball Elwood had seen on Eden Prime. It was the eye of the Entity, appearing and existing in Mark’s final moment before death, prolonging the redneck rapist’s agony as Mark flailed and twitched but could not die. 

“You have proven yourself a true adversary, Elwood. But you cannot win this game.”

Elwood screamed and stabbed forward with his astral weapon, intent on impaling the Entity’s eye, but the dick-sword simply melted away upon impact, leaving Elwood defenseless.

“If even a fraction of the people on your planet possess the same fiery passion for life that you do, Elwood, then Earth may indeed be the most nourishing meal I’ve ever eaten. Know that, despite everything, I will fashion a special place in my soul chambers for Earth so that all of those peoples and planets within me will know that you have been my greatest foe.”

Elwood reared back and dove forward, slamming his fist into the Entity, burning away his astral arm as he continued to drive forward into the psychic furnace that was its eye.

“You have nothing left to fight for,” the Entity said calmly as Elwood slammed his remaining fist into the eye, searing that limb off as well. “I have taken everything from you. Allow me to give you sweet release. I will grant you oblivion, forever darkness. Submit to me.”

“You haven’t taken everything,” Elwood screamed as his tilted his head back. “You haven’t found my body.”

With that, Elwood slammed his face into the Entity’s eyeball, shoving what was left of his entire body inside, burning away the final piece of his consciousness.

The fiery eyeball went dark, shrank and disappeared, finally allowing Mark’s cleaved body to fall dead to the tentacle floor.

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Check back next Saturday for chapter 49!