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The march back towards the temple of Aktor was longer then Sol would have liked; the combination of so many new members plus bringing along someone that wasn't a rubber panther greatly hindered their progress. For the most part those that he had converted were taking to their new forms quite well, the buff warrior panther men kept the entire group safe while the rest served them and one another. The most unnerving thing however was the chief of the village didn't say a single word, not even when Ticulan tried to make conversation with him. Sol wasn't sure whether it was because he was incredibly mad or attempting to think of a way that he could turn all his people back into humans, but either way having someone remain silent for all the days that it took to get back to the temple was extremely unnerving.

Eventually Sol led them all to the temple, all of them looking on in awe at their new home in the heart of the jungle. Almost immediately other servants of Aktor came out and began to greet them all in their customary fashion of nuzzling one another and rubbing up against their bodies. The new converts took to this quite quickly and soon some were even licking one another and nuzzling before they were escorted towards the main throne room. If it hadn't been made clear before the artwork and statuary that they had created to adorn their expanding culture was centered completely on the male form as they walked through the twisting hallways.

When they got down to the throne room Sol turned back to the others and told them to wait there, gesturing for some of the panther men to tend to their needs. The others were quick to do so and Sol watched them walk away, licking his lips slightly at their swaying backsides, before starting towards the throne room once more. The second that he stepped inside he was once more embraced by the power of his god, seeing the huge rubber panther man sitting there practically bringing him down to his knees in pure reverence. As he was told to come forward he had to side-step several to get there, eventually getting to the deity himself and presenting his body.

"You have done very well Sol," Aktor said as he gave him some heavy pets on his head and shoulders, causing the other male to practically purr in pleasure form the attention that he was getting. "As usual you have proven yourself to be one of my most worthy pets, something that I do not give out lightly. We will discuss your reward later but for now I have business to attend to, if you could please tell the chief to come in and stand before my presence."

Sol did so and though he was loathe to leave the side of his master for even a second he did what he was told, coming back about a minute later with the chief in tow. "So this is the great god Aktor that I keep hearing so much about," the chief said as he walked up to the middle of the room and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Didn't think that I would get to meet a god until I crossed over... and I'm not sure that I have yet."

"Chief, you wound me," Aktor said with a chuckle. "I would imagine that with everything you've seen so far you would think more of me."

"I think that you know some sort of fancy spirit magic," the chief replied. "Maybe you fancy yourself a god too, but so far all I've seen you do is take my people and corrupt them into twisted images of their former selves. The only reason that I even came down here was to try and get them back and meet face to face with the one that had cursed them to be like that in the first place."

There was a palpable silence that filled the room as those servants of Aktor that were there had stopped dead in their tracks, the mouths practically hitting the floor at the gall of this human creature to say such things in the presence of their lord. Even Sol, who had taken up his position next to Aktor's throne, was about to go and rebuke the man before a large paw took him and pulled him back towards it. "I'm not quite sure whether to call you brave or foolish to talk like that to someone who clearly has power, whether you think they're a deity or not," Aktor stated with a smirk. "But you are certainly brave and you definitely have a strong, if not a little arrogant, spirit about you."

"Appreciate that," the chief replied, maintaining his aloof composure. "So if you're going to turn me into one of these mewling, subservient creatures that you enjoy having around you then so be it. Otherwise I think that we're done talking here."

"Perhaps you would be interested in a little wager then?" Aktor stated, motioning for Sol and giving him a mental command that caused the smaller rubber panther to run out of the room. "Since you seem intent on wanting to fight for your people I will give you that opportunity to do so in a test of wills. If you truly think that I am some sort of shaman that is merely playing parlor tricks on you then I offer you this; if you can remain standing in defiance after all the sand in the hourglass my pet is getting has run down then I will turn all your people back and not only return them to your settlement but keep you under my protection, but if you succumb to my power and orgasm then not only will you be mine along with the rest of them but you will also give me the locations to the other settlements that you know of."

The chief's eyes scanned from left to right as he looked at the rubber panther men that were staring back at him in a mixture of curiosity and awe. "I've seen first hand how you get others to your side," the chief said. "The second that sand starts sifting down your pets will be on me in a second and stimulation is not proof of power."

"Mmmm, very well," Aktor said as the smile on his face grew. "I will promise you that none of my servants, nor myself, will touch you during this trial. In exchange for such a thing however you must get naked for me, if you agree to that then I think we can have a deal."

"Would figure that you have enough to lust after without needing to add my body to the mix," the chief said starkly before nodding his head. "Very well, I suppose if anything I'll have a chance to get off before you turn me into one of these things."

As the chief stripped out of his traveling clothes Sol came in with the rather large hourglass, practically bending over backwards to give it to the panther god. The black sand inside shifted slightly as Aktor waited for the chief to comply with his end of the bargain, and once he stood there naked the rubber panther motioned for the others to keep their distance. "The fight for the souls of your tribe begins..." Aktor stated as he took the hourglass and turned it over. "Now."

The chief just grunted and stood there, keeping his focus on watching the grains of sand fall from the top part of the hourglass down towards the bottom. He had never considered himself rather active romantically, not even bothering to take a partner when he became chief of the tribe, and as such didn't think that this would be very difficult. As he glanced around the throne room he could see the eager looks of the other males that were keeping true to the deal and keeping their distance. Soon the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the sands falling and the crackling of fires that illuminated the room.

Just as a third of the sand had run down towards the bottom the chief suddenly let out a grunt that caught everyone by surprise, save for Aktor as he looked down and saw his groin starting to stir. There had been no prompting, nothing that the panther god had done that indicated he was manipulating him in any way, yet there was a surge of pleasure that came from his groin that caused his member to stiffen quickly. "So, that's how we're going to play it..." the chief said through pursed lips as he could feel his growing erection throb hard. "As I've said, it's a neat parlor trick but I'm not going to have any of it."

"Oh really?" Aktor said as he began to stroke his own cock, the chief having to look away as he slowly and deliberately rubbed on the sensitive flesh that caused the human to look away. "Seems like I'm starting to get into your head. You thought that I needed someone to physically touch you in order to have that body of yours bend to my will?"

The chief tried to say something in response but he had to stop as he felt his cock reach its fully erect length... then continue to stretch out even further. How... the chief thought as he had to fight his hands from going down to stroke it as the sensitive flesh began to turn shiny and black, how was this creature doing this to him? At the same time it felt like his muscles were being massaged from all angles as his pectorals began to lift, the ravages of time reversing on them as his skin went from hairy and sun-damaged to perfectly smooth. Somehow even without any of his little pets doing anything to him he was still changing him, and even though he was already a rather large man he was growing even bigger.

"I can already see you starting to falter..." Aktor teased as he watched the human desperately trying not to stroke himself, even as his cock grew past the foot-long mark. "You're not like the rest of your tribe, you are a leader, someone who commands respect and the adoration of those around you. I was never going to turn you into one of them, oh no, you're going to be a slave of a different sort. My little clan here is growing, and as such I'm going to need those who venture out to find the other tribes to have someone they can look up to for orders when I'm not around."

Even as the panther god explained what he was doing all the chief could find himself focusing on was the smoothness of the voice and his own shifting body. His hands were practically hovering over his cock, which looked huge compared to his still changing form, and as they did he could see claws growing out of the tips. With each beat of his heart the words of the god continued to sink into his mind without his knowledge, the will of the deity changing him mind and body without having to even come close to his physical space. The pleasure... the lust... all the chief could do to stave off the power molding him into a rubber panther man was attempt to focus on the sand in the hourglass as it reached its halfway point.

"You will not... corrupt me... so easily..." the chief managed to get out, trying not to pant as he felt his ears start to push up to his head as his hands and feet became covered in shiny blackness. "I... will prevail..." All the panther god did was continue to watch as the transformation crept over the human's body, hearing his voice start to deepen as the human continued to grow even bigger before his eyes. The markings on his body were not only preserved but were highlighted, the white latex standing out amongst the shiny black patches of flesh that had been assimilated.

The chief was practically shaking as he could feel the power of this god coursing through him, but instead of the lithe or even muscular male build that seemed to be preferred among the panther men he was becoming a muscular Adonis, his arms swelling as he looked down at them in awe. He was so focused on trying not to pleasure himself that he focused anywhere else he could, and at that moment it happened to be on his own body. Everything that had happened to him in his human form, the injuries, the pains, and even from his advancing age, was being erased before his eyes and replaced with pure muscle. Soon he would be second only to Aktor himself, and he used that to continue to maintain his dominant mindset and keep himself from stroking off.

Yes, the changing man thought as his face began to shift, he would take this new strength being given to him and use it against the god in order to win this battle! As the chief continued to grunt and groan however the most his lusts were growing, especially as his rubbery cock began to practically pulsate with need. He couldn't give in though, he reminded himself, he needed to prove himself that he could take those lusts and put them elsewhere. His own body was a good start, trying to look over the contours of his powerful body and using the pleasure he got from that to keep his mind off of his member.

Eventually the land got close to running completely out and as the other servants in the room looked on with astonishment it appeared that the chief was not going to orgasm before the hourglass ran out. Even Sol stood there dumbfounded... how had Aktor not seen that the chief would use his new body as a means of strengthening his resolve against the magic being worked on him? It seemed that the more he grew the more confident the human got, even smirking as his fangs grew in and his tail stretched out behind him. Yet the entire time that the last grains of the hourglass were falling to the bottom Aktor didn't seem worried at all, still pleasuring himself and watching with a bemused grin on his face.

When the last of the black sand hit the bottom of the hourglass the chief let out a mighty roar that filled the entirety of the throne room, pumping up his rubber covered arms in triumph as the others looked on in shock. The chief had done it, though his body had become completely transformed by the magic of the panther god he had managed to stave off the lust and desire being fed into him enough that he didn't pleasure himself. As whispers began to permeate through the throne room they were all suddenly stopped by the slow clapping of Aktor himself. Even the chief stopped his boastful celebration as the deity looked down at him.

"That was quite the impressive show," Aktor stated with a smile. "You have proven that you are truly worthy of leading your people to go and find the other settlements for us to convert. Your tenacity and will are befitting of your new body and you should be honored at the blessings that I have bestowed upon you."

Though all the other rubber panther men in the room were confused with what the god was saying none of them dared speak up and attempt to correct them, the most confused of them all being the muscular creature in the middle of it all. "So... you were testing me to see if I was worthy of this body and to lead the others," the chief repeated, Aktor's lips moving slightly even though no sound came out as the other male's eyes lit up in realization. "Well of course, as you can see I am the most powerful of my clan and most deserving of not only this body but the honor that comes with it!"

"You have certainly proven that I made the right choice," Aktor said, the look of befuddlement on the others slowly turning to smirks and giggles as they started to catch on to what had happened as the biggest panther gestured for the chief to move forward. "Of course now that you have passed my test I will have to bestow upon you all the gifts that come with it, and I think that you know how you are going to get that. Plus after such a trial I would imagine that my big, strong pet is quite pent up."

As the chief began to climb up on the throne of the rubber god the command was given to Sol to give them a little private time, whom immediately began to usher people out. By the time the last of them had left the area and the stone doors were closed Sol turned around to see that the chief was not only willingly giving in to the machinations of his new god but actively participating in it, his hands put to the sides of the throne as Aktor stroked his cock that he had desperately not been trying to touch. The shiny black eyes of the new panther man closed and a loud moan escaped his lips as he felt the divine rod of the sitting creature begin to slide easily inside him. Sol couldn't help but start touching himself before he went back to the throne, kneeling down by the side of his master.

"It appears that my newest pet doesn't care anymore about returning to his old human ways," Aktor instructed, Sol looking at him in surprise before glancing at the chief which caused the god to chuckle. "Do not worry, now that he has completely opened himself to me he will be lost in the haze of pure bliss and the delights of being filled by my cock. We could scream at one another and he wouldn't be able to hear us."

"I certainly understand that feeling," Sol said with a chuckle of his own, which turned into a purr as Aktor took one of his free hands and pressed it behind the ears of the other male. "One thing that was a little hazy about this entire exchange though is why you didn't just completely overwhelm him and make him orgasm while the challenge was still going? At the end if you could have gotten him to just touch himself he probably would have gone off."

"I'm sure he would have," Aktor explained. "But I could tell that if I wanted to convert this one in the more traditional sense I would have had to push him until he broke, and then all I would have is another devoted panther servant and not the warrior chief I wanted. By making him focus so much on winning this little wager I was able to sneak in and manipulate his emotions, ramping up his want to be dominant and in charge while having him forget exactly why he was doing such a thing in the first place."

Sol couldn't help but beam in pride at the cunning of Aktor, molding the chief into the creature he wanted without him even realizing it. Though it would have been a risky move, the chief possibly remembering enough that he would demand the god make good on his deal, it appeared that it had all been handled quite spectacularly. He continued to sit there and receive his own reward in the form of head scratches as the chief started to slide up and down the cock that was spreading open his insides. It didn't take long for the newest panther man to orgasm, the last of his human essence firing form his cock before being replaced with shiny black cum of Aktor's power.

Even though his body, mind, and soul was completely consumed Aktor allowed the chieftain to remain impaled for a while longer as he gestured for Sol to come up and worship them as well. Sold didn't have to be told twice, even before the last word left he god's mouth he was on them with his hands and tongue. Aktor had done great work on this one, Sol commented mentally as he licked under the powerful pectoral muscles of the rubber panther chief, the power he felt oozing out of this one was almost as potent as the god himself. With his master's own shaft currenly buried deep in the tailhole of the other male he had to make do with the one that had just started to soften, though a quick nuzzle with his muzzle and push of it against his lips caused the half-hard member to spring to life once more.

"It appears that perhaps the world is truly ready for my return," Aktor commented, purring in pleasure as he felt the latex feline on his cock squeezing his muscles every time Sol bobbed his head up and down. "Once this one is finished and the others have had time to acclimate I want to start making this place a proper home; the temple is a nice start but if we consolidate the remaining tribes here then we're going to need the infrastructure to take care of all my pets. While outgrowing this place is a welcome problem to have it's going to need to be addressed immediately."

"With all the new help we can certainly get everything done," Sol explained. "Is there anything that you are looking for in particular Master Aktor?"

The panther god sat there for a second and thought about it, Sol and now the chief rubbing against his body and keeping him stimulated while he thought about the question asked of him by his servant. "If this truly is to be the place where the new god king will rule I want it to be a place where all those who stand upon the steps of this place will tremble in awe. If I do not take the world as my own then I want the rest of civilization to know of this place, to look upon it with envy and wonder."

Sol nodded and drew his head off of the cock of the other male, watching both felines shudder in pleasure because of it as he went back to groping the two prime specimens of masculinity in front of him. "We can get everyone started immediately," he said eagerly, nuzzling against the cheek of both the god and the new chief as their bodies pressed together. "With the new villagers that we have assimilated into the fold we will be able to quickly clear the surrounding area and start building immediately after. This place will be a jewel in the jungle that you so richly deserve Master."

"I'm sure it will be," Aktor replied, his fingers going to his chin as a look of contemplation came over his face. "Hmmm... a jewel in in the jungle... that gives me an idea on how to get a few more into the fold while you are out recruiting the other villages..."

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A few months later on the coast that was close to the jungle a settlement of an entirely different nature had been built. Hefty walls of wood taken from the nearby area completely encircled the houses that laid within, protecting not only them but the dock that had been built as well. With the conquistadors reporting progress in the new land more have attempted to get to the fertile fields and reach resources to attempt to make a name for themselves. Though the journey across the sea was filled with dangers and there was no guarantee of anything enough had come to the port that they had even started production of a massive sea fort to protect their new potential trade route.

One of the most thriving buildings in the area was the merchant's guild, the place where anyone who was looking to earn a coin had to go through it to sell their goods or ship their wares. As the rather rotund leader of the guild sat in his chair and looked over his ledgers for the day the door suddenly was slammed open and he looked up to see a man in full armor standing there in his door way. "Well there's a sight you don't see every day," the merchant said with a slight smirk as the soldier walked in and started to sit down before he was promptly stopped. "That chair you were about to rip up with your armor cost more to make then what you do in a year, why don't you just stand there while you tell me the purpose of your visit?"

Though the conquistador huffed at being talked to in such a manner he knew the number one rule of not getting on the merchant guild's bad side, even if you happened to be a soldier. "I hear you're the one to talk to about getting a map of the surrounding area," he said gruffly. "If you can get me one then I will also need provisions to outfit an entire regimen of soldiers for a rather long exploration mission."

"Well isn't that intriguing," the merchant replied, his grin growing wider as he took the book he had been studying and closed it before pushing it to the side. "I take it since you aren't using the coffers of the king this isn't a mission that you want on the books. Which means only one thing... am I right?"

"I don't believe that information was what was being traded here," the soldier replied. "Can you outfit me or not? That is all I need to know."

"Depends," the merchant replied with a small sigh as he saw the stern face of the man leaning over him. "What do you need a map of?"

"The jungle to the south of us," the conquistador replied simply.

The merchant let out a little laugh despite himself and leaned back in his own chair, folding his hands over his belly. "I would think you of all people would know that no one has gone into the jungle yet to try and map it out," he explained. "Even with the bounty we put on the knowledge there have been very few that have gone out to attempt to do it, either not wanting to risk the dangers of the jungle itself or the ghostly rumors that seem to surround it. If you're going in there yourself you'd be better off taking note of everything and selling that information back to me for a pretty penny."

"Very well," the soldier said simply with a shrug. "Then just the outfit, I'll need it in three weeks."

The answer perplexed the merchant, his smug demeanor turning into a frown as the male on the other side of the table seemed to take his answer in stride. Conquistadors were not known for being the understanding type and with the jungle being as large as it was if they didn't know where they were going they would either get lost or take months traversing through it looking for something, unless... "I think I see," the merchant said. "You already have some semblance of a map, don't you?"

The soldier frowned deeply at this, the merchant's smile coming back with a vengeance as he demanded to see it before he would lift a finger to help him. "We found it after a raid of an Indian fillage about fifty miles south of here near the edge of the jungle," he explained as he pulled out a piece of crumpled cloth and put it down on the desk. "It's some sort of map of the jungle that leads to another city that's deep inside it."

"Sounds a bit far-fetched," the merchant replied as he opened the cloth and looked at the crude chalk drawings within. "I'm guessing you wanted to see if we had any maps of the area to try and confirm any landmarks on this place. Perhaps you could have asked the locals if you hadn't likely slaughtered them all, surprised this map even made it out alive the way you do things."

"All the natives were gone by the time we got there," he said with a huff, metal clanging together as he crossed his own arms. "We're thinking that they might have fled to this place, and if that's true then perhaps they have more then these outlier settlements are letting on, like a capital or something."

The merchant just let out a noise as he examined the map, trying to see if there were any details about it that the soldier might have missed. Though ruthless and cunning the conquistadors were not known for their wit, and as he looked down at the bottom of the map he noticed symbols that could have been easily mistaken as artwork if one didn't know how the Mayan's form of writing looked. He kept that information to himself though as he took a second to attempt to translate it in his mind. Though he wasn't the best at reading the language of the natives he had learned enough in order to get a rough idea of what was written there, and what he read caused his eyes to widen slightly.

Akator... city of gold... jewel of the jungle...

Did the soldier know that this was some sort of treasure map instead of merely a hiding place for the natives that inhabited this continent? Most likely not, he thought to himself, the soldier wanting the glory instead of wiping the Mayans off the face of the earth and getting the glory that came with it. But if this was true, and there was no reason to suspect that the Indians would have been able to concoct a lie as elaborate as this, then all the riches of the land that had been talked about were actually true. This idiot had just brought him the key to wealth beyond measure, but in order to keep it as his he would have to play it just right.

"It appears you've stumbled upon one of their holy sites for sure," the merchant said as he gestured to the panther head on the top of the map. "This is probably their god, I think I may have heard it before... Akator I believe? In any case if this is true then I think I would have to insist on coming with you, making sure to alert scholars and round up some others of my own party in order to come along."

The merchant could tell that the soldier didn't like the offer was being made, but before he could say anything else he cut him off once more. "In exchange for doing us this service I would be more then happy to outfit your regimen as well as my people free of charge, provided that you split any discoveries of historical or financial nature right down the middle. You get fifty percent, I get fifty percent, and in addition I would like the merchant guild to have discovery rights to the site as well."

It was clear that most of what the merchant said went over the soldier's head, who just scoffed and shook the outstretched hand of the man on the other side of the table. "A free expedition in exchange for you to look at some pottery and beads?" he said with a grin. "I'll take that deal any day. Now that we shook on it though you better not go back on your word, and I can make no assurances of your safety or the safety of those that you bring along with you on your expedition."

"Don't worry, I wouldn't dream of it," the merchant replied with a wiry grin. "In fact, why don't we make ourselves a little contact so we can make sure that everyone stays above board on this? I'll write up and we can file it with the magistrate before we go so that everything is perfectly legal and binding."

The conquistador and the merchant continued to hash out a few of the terms before the soldier finally left, the merchant hardly able to hold in his adulation at the deal he had just struck. Akator and the city of gold... it was something that he was going to have to keep close to the chest, though he may tell one or two of his more trusted associates he didn't want treasure-seeking fools to barge in and try to find the city before them. He also needed someone to translate the rest of the writing that he had found on the border of the map, not sure if he was mistranslating when he read that it was the land of panther men...