Chapter 9

Jesse picked me up like a bride and went into the closet. "Again, with the carrying, I'm not fragile, you know."

"I just need to do this, but only when we're alone—unless you're hurt. In public, I'll stay beside or behind you, I promise."

"I will hold you to that mark, my words."

"Yes, my jewel."

After stepping through the portal, Oron met us. "And here I was waiting to do just what you're doing, Jesse. I could carry you while you carry Keith, if you'll let me?"

"No, don't," Jesse says.

"Yes, please do," I ask, wanting Jesse to experience what he was putting me through.

We both saw a gleam appear in Omega's eyes, "I side with Keith." Oron picked up Jesse, which made Jesse lose his grip on me. Oron took this opportunity to grab me and now both of us were being cradled in Omega's arms. "That's more like it." Oron started moving deeper into the cave.

I noticed the cave was now filled with light. "The cave is well-lit, but I don't see the source. How is that possible?"

"We spirits can do many things in your world that you might call impossible, especially with the strength of our bond," came the reply.

"Am I so different from others? I had always seen myself as less than average. Plus, I tried to change, but the only thing that changed was my privates."

"You have always been perfect since I first laid eyes on you. If I did not say that before, I'm saying it now. Jesse ensured I understood his feelings.

"Indeed, he is most remarkable. We spirits have no words to express how special you are beyond what we have already shared with you."

I was playing with the hair that swirled around Oron's left pec. "Yes, please keep doing that. It feels amazing. Play with my nipple or feel my muscles. I want to feel directly what Jesse feels when you do this to him. Jesse, you can do so as well. These feelings are so pleasurable to me." Oron let out a low rumble.

Jesse felt the strength in Oron's right bicep and Oron tensed it to make the veins pop. "Your arms are bigger than mine were when I changed into the bear. With the power I have now, does that mean that I can get even bigger?"

Omega chuckled. "There's no limit to how big or strong you can become. Do you want to grow through exercise, feeling the satisfaction of earning your size, or simply by will alone?"

"It was rewarding to see my progress in the mirror every day, knowing I worked hard to get stronger and bigger. I'm not sure I'd feel the same just growing at will. But showing off to Keith, proving my strength, and transforming—it gives me a since of pride. Seeing his reaction, the way he looks at me, feels amazing."

"Since I can't do that, I want to hit the gym and grow naturally. Hopefully, I can build some muscle. I guess I'm okay, being the smaller one."

"Then It's settled. We'll go to the gym and grow naturally."

Correcting Jesse, "In your case, you don't need to grow any for me. You need to show me how to exercise correctly. I'm the one who needs to grow."

"I will be there in spirit, cheering you on and keeping you safe. I'll—what do you call it?—spot you."

We arrived at the section of the cave with the pile of fur. The statues stood out as they had returned, but they weren't the same ones or in the same places.

One depicted Oron lifting a massive boulder. Beside him stood the Snake, mostly coiled, with his head fanned like a cobra. His upper body resembled a human bodybuilder, complete with well-defined, muscular arms, and he was bending a large beam in half.

Opposite them was Orase, a heavily muscled grizzly bear standing on two legs, with massive, sharp claws. He faced a slightly smaller but equally muscular lion—not a mountain lion, but a true lion.

At the center of the group, closer to Jesse and me, was a werewolf. He stood with arms raised, displaying his muscles and razor-sharp claws on both hands and feet, exuding a menacing presence.

The statues are all in the nude, proudly displaying their erect members. Each statue's base held a plaque; however, none were inscribed. It turns out I was right about Oron having a huge penis. My penis, after Jesse gave me oral sex during my initial transformation, appeared smaller in contrast. Oron's girth surpasses mine as well.

"Hopefully, this inspires you both," Oron says. "It would mean a lot if you could give us names to display. Although our names may not match what you expected, we wish to carry the titles you choose for us with pride."

"I asked, 'Can you put me down? I would like to examine them closer.'"

Oron replies. "Oh, yes, of course! It just felt so comforting holding both of you."

Jesse and I moved closer to the statues we were most interested in. Jesse to the grizzly, whereas I went to the werewolf.

"I don't know all your names," I admitted.

The spirit of the werewolf, Balasof, appeared. "Seeing Oron in an actual body makes me want to have one as well. It would please me to no end if you would allow it, at least once."

"Oron told us he thinks there is enough energy from my bonding to allow two actual bodies to be in our world at the same time. Maybe the next time we're in the cave, we can all share the same thing Oron will feel tonight," I responded. Balasof looked at me with puppy-like eyes, his excitement clear.

"Thank you very much, your Eminence," says Balasof, although I found it strange that he used such formal language.

I approached the cobra statue, and its spirit responded just as the werewolf had.

"It is an honor to meet you. I am called Salita. I hope you find my form pleasing. If it pleases Your Eminence, I too wish to become a living being."

Approaching the lion, I got even more confused. What's with the title they're calling me? The lion's spirit emerge from his statue and stood in front of me. "My name is Leoine, Your Eminence," after he says his name he dropped to one knee to show respect. He was immense, especially his cock as it passed by my face, almost touching it. Well, most likely it would have passed through me. "I would also like what the others ask for. I know Orase would say the same."

"Okay, please explain to me why the three of you called me 'Eminence'?" I ask, my confusion growing.

"Is it not to your liking? We can call you 'Master' or 'Highness'," Balasof and Salita offered.

"But why? My name is Keith, and I also have a middle and last name which is Keith James Mooi. I am not 'Eminence', 'Master', or 'Highness'," I insist, still trying to understand.

Jesse spoke up, sensing my frustration. "Keith, just go with it. I wouldn't mind calling you any of those titles. In fact, calling you 'Master' turns me on," he says teasingly.

"I have to know why they want to call me anything but Keith."

The last spirit emerged from this statue, and Oron joined the four. "We have consulted the wisest beings in our realm, and it is you whom we have been searching for. Considering this, we wish to accord you the utmost respect. W will obey. If you instruct us not to address you by a title, to us, it would signify a great lack of reverence."

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Jesse chimed in, "I say go with Master. It's like those gay relationships where the larger partner wears a collar and leash, and the smaller one holds the leash, acting as the Master."

Orase's voice echoed in my mind. Many in our world would be here bowing to you if they had their say. So many spirits would gather that this cave couldn't hold them. If what we've heard is true—and we believe it is—your power, combined with Jesse's, will keep growing. It may even let us ascend multiple times! '

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"You told me that in due time you would tell me what ascending means for your kind. Tell me now."

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Orase change like Oron only faster. "As you command, Master, we told you before it has only happened a few times in our known history. The power coming from you, or you, or even your actions. Have changed us in ways we can not completely define. Compared to the others in our realm, they are like what little children are too men in your world. We believe that given the right stimuli, you will change us many times over."

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"So, did I start an invasion of your kind? I thought you told us you are only here to experience emotions and feelings?"

"No, not at all," Oron replies. "What we've discovered in your world makes it off-limits to all but the five of us. In the future, others may come, but only with your permission."

What good would come from letting more of your species in?

"There are some benefits for your world, but it would mostly benefit us," Oron explains. "As we mentioned before, we seek feelings and emotions like others of our kind. However, if you allowed more of our kind, they would remain spirits, unseen by the rest of the world. Some may form connections with humans, like Jesse, and communicate with them. They could also transform anyone into whatever you desire. It's like healing, but instead of curing injuries, they would alter the body to make it healthy, while keeping their mind and essence intact."

"It's a lot to process. If you feel it's necessary, and since Jesse likes the idea of calling me Master, I suppose that's fine. But you must never call me Master in front of anyone other than Jesse."

All the spirits and Oron bowed deeply, and Jesse, eager to be part of it, did the same. Oron spoke, "It pleases us, allowing us to call you Master."

Jesse says, "Please Master, can we get to the fun?"

"Only if you stop bowing to me."