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Nobody knew, that inside a trailer, somewhere within the deserts of Texas, there was an anomalous being that could reshape and restructure reality in order to do what it wanted. The stability of the universe and the life in it, all of that was resting on the hands of the hidden godlike entity, who resides in a place where no one would suspect...

Max laid down on her lawn chair, absorbing the ultraviolet light emitting from the star closest to her. The desert she was in attracted a lot of heat. It does not have to be this way, however.

The moment she felt too warm, the temperature of her area suddenly dropped, as if she turned on an invisible, intangible air conditioner. Despite not having a bottle or any sort of liquid container, she was somehow able to convert the air in her mouth into a cold, fresh Welsh grape soda.

She sensed something. A Kennedy Fried Chicken restaurant from the closest town had just finished cooking a chicken breast. In the blink of an eye, the bucket of chicken a customer had just been served suddenly vanished and reappeared around Max, floating in mid-air as if it was on a string luring a pig. Without even touching it, Max used her mind to rip the skin off and teleport it to her mouth, without even lifting her jaw.

Life is great when you're a god in a reality that has been specifically generated to your liking, but it has been too great. Everything felt repetitive. It's easy to get bored when you can do literally anything you can think of with no effort whatsoever.

That's exactly why she has the internet. Unlike just about any mortal, Max did not need a computer or any electronic device at all to explore the world wide web. She could use her own mind instead, and even download any file into her brain if she wanted to.

From the comfort of her rocket lawn chair, she accessed the OwOHub website. Right there, on the main page, something caught her mind. There was a story thumbnail, with the word 'warning' in it. It read:

'warning:

underwear critter transformation

null underwear bulge rubbing

male/male

dry orgasm'

Max never saw anything like this before. She mentally navigated to the story's page. There, she was able to read the story in its entirety. The story was about a man who fondly encounters a strange man wearing a strange suit made of underwear, and finds out that the suit was actually his body, transformed after he got a sexy winged goat to enchant all of his underwear. The narrator then gets permission from the strange man to put on one of his remaining underwear, does so, has a sexy night, and now the narrator lives in the strange man's home.

This story really inspired Max, to the point where her deity dick stood up. She wished she was in the story, experiencing the effects of its transformative underwear.

She then remembered that she was a god.

Max's godlike genital bended, the balls bending with it, until a red spherical bulge with a texture identical to that of conventional cotton underwear took its place. Max's all-powerful asscheeks also became red, the cotton skin fusing her ass shut. On her waist, a black waistband formed, with Max's name printed in white all over it. To an observer, it looked like Max was simply wearing underwear, but Max knew better.

Max's hooves and calves slowly became composed of black cotton, giving them the appearance of socks. Her thighs soon followed, white and purple fur being replaced with cotton skin, the patterns on her fur still visible, just now made of underwear material. There are black seams that separate the pelvic region from the thighs and the thighs from the calves, but these seams are still irremoveable.

Her hooved hands became black cotton, most of the fingers fusing together, leaving her new cotton thumbs alone. Her forearms became purple cotton, shoulders becoming red cotton, a permanently sewn black seam forming at each elbow.

The torso followed, cotton spreading up over it, with the fur pattern copied onto the cotton that replaced it. The artificial breasts Max installed into herself slowly became just as real as the rest of her body, as her nipples disappeared into the red cotton fabric her new underwear tits were made of, matching the bra she wore as if her bra had fused to her body.

As soon as a waistband identical to the one on her waist formed on her neck, she knew the underwear conversion was nearing completion. Her mouth fused shut, her eyes disappeared, and her snout closed up, leaving a completely faceless cotton head, though she could still breathe, see, and speak just fine. Her hair was also affected, as it became a yellow cotton fabric. Her hat also turned into underwear material, and actually became fused to her hair.

Max slid her mitted socklike hand up and down her new form, feeling the cotton as if it was her skin, because it really is her new skin. She placed a hand on her now blank, featureless crotch, now extremely sensitive to touch. Even the slightest bit of movement on it made Max shudder in pleasure.

Max rubbed her own underwear critter crotch all over, wondering what would happen.

'almost there...' whispered Max as her hand was grinding against her nulled crotch. As she applied pressure while rubbing, she realised that her bulge was completely hollow, with no cock inside. Despite this, all of the erotic sensations an erect penis would give still emanate from Max's blank, featureless crotch.

'gotta keep going...' gasped Max as she continued rubbing her hand against the front of her new permanently fused underwear, huffing and puffing, air flowing in and out of the underwear skin her blank face was made out of. Max bent back, her pelvis up in the air, and her legs stretching out.

'hnnng...' Max grunted, as her pelvis kept thrusting as she continued to grind her bulge against her hand. She was close to the finish line, she could feel it. She will reach the climax, right?

And then, it came. Well, it felt like it did. There's actually no penis to cum, so even though Max felt like she was orgasming, no actual mess was being made.

A human male wearing a shirt and a jacket with a cap and a goatee was passing by, but he spotted Max, and could not look away.

'I suuuure hope no one takes advantage of my current position and fucks me silly, causing both me and him to cum our previous forms away.' uttered Max in a sarcastic tone, glancing (as much as she could without eyes) at the human person behind her as she lay on her lawn chair face down.

The human approached her. 'Are you okay?' worried the man. It doesn't seem like he cared about her unusual body. Does he think it's a suit?

Well, it didn't matter. Max slapped her hand against her null ass, in an attempt to get the homo sapiens creature to understand what she really wanted.

'Is there something you want me to do?' asked the man. Max pushed her hand into her own ass, on the spot where her anus used to be before her transformation. Like her featureless crotch, her blank ass also shared exactly the same erotic pleasures.

'Out here?!' In public?!' yelled the man, baffled at what Max wanted him to do.

As soon as he said that, he found both him and Max suddenly transported into a dark bedroom, with no doors or windows in sight, the only light coming from a glowing orb floating over the nightstand, unattached to anything. There she was, kneeling on the bed, belly down, presenting her hot holy hindquarters, and there the man was, naked, his penis already erect.

'What in tarnation...?' muttered the man. 'Well... if you want me to...' He grabbed Max's waistline and tried to pull, but Max's underwear wouldn't come off. The man stared, not knowing what to do. 'Yep. That's actually a part of my body. I don't have any genitals or orifices, but I'm sure you can be creative with what you do.' Max explained.

The man's lust made him keep going, thrusting his penis against Max's ass, the lack of any anus making Max's ass serve as a trampoline that's constantly bouncing the man's penis. Despite this, the man still kept humping his penis against Max's smooth butt.

The man came, his sperm passing through Max's cotton underwear skin. What the man didn't know, however, was that during his orgasm, something was different. His chest's skin bleached white, it's texture becoming identical to the cotton fabric Max was made out of, while resembling the shirt he wore before, even having the same design consisting of a white B inside a glossy, red rounded square.

Even though he just orgasmed, the man never felt like he was done. In fact, he somehow still had lots of semen left in his balls. He slid his hands over Max's sides, making her quietly moan in the process. The man then gently felt his hands over Max's breasts, feeling the red underwear bra that was also fused to Max's body. The man then held on to Max's tits like handles on a motorcycle as he humped his still erect cock against Max's ass. As the man came on Max's ass, already soaked up in cum, the man soon grew a dark blue bra pattern on his breasts, and dark blue sleeves on his shoulders, both made of underwear material similar to Max's permanent bra. The sides of the man's torso and his back also became a light blueish cotton, with a pattern resembling the design of his denim jacket from before.

The man still wasn't done. He started to rub Max's feet, feeling the underwear material all around, with the appearance of socks. He then put his still erect cock over Max's feet, grinding it around until he came. While the man orgasmed, his feet was transforming to resemble Max's feet, all of his toes fusing together, turning his feet into black cotton hooves. His legs also became underwear material, now bearing Max's purple and white skin pattern.

He rubbed his shaft against Max's nulled ass, his own balls still full of sperm despite already cumming 3 times in the past hour. Something was up, though the man couldn't put a finger on what. As Ma-- the man climaxed for the 4th time, his asscheeks closed up during their transformation into dark blue underwear similar to Holy Max's. Wait, did he just think of Max as 'holy'? What's going on? His crotch followed, the skin of his cock and balls now turning into cotton, though retaining their previous shape, for now. A black waistband formed on the man's waist, but instead of his name being printed in white, 'Max' was instead printed on it. Speaking of names, what was his name? It was Max, wasn't it? No it wasn't, it was... The man forgot his original name.

He was too lost in the pleasure of it all to realise the consequences of what was currently happening. As the man grinded and grinded, he orgasmed for the 5th time, and this time would be the last wet orgasm he would ever have.

His neck turned into a black waistband identical to the one already formed on his waist, with the same 'Max' label. Then, his head started to become cotton, all of his facial features and hair disintegrating, as his head's new skin developed the same colour pattern as Holy Max's. The shape of the man's head changed to become more piglike, as he developed cotton ears and a muzzle similar to Max's, complete with no mouth or nose. All of Ma-- the man's senses still remain, able to breathe through his new skin. Yellow cotton fabric 'hair' appeared on the man's head, identical in appearance to Max's, complete with the little permanently sewn-on hat. The man's cock and balls then lost their form, shifting into a smooth, round bulge made of the same dark blue cotton as the rest of his crotch and ass.

The former human became a male copy of Max's current underwear critter form.

Holy Max and the new Max was now sitting on a throne in a big palace, still with no doors or windows.

'You are no longer Billy. You are now New Max, and I am now Holy Max.' commanded Holy Max. New Max nodded.

'Now go lay down.' commanded Holy Max. New Max obliged. Holy Max then materialised a bucket of water out of thin air and poured it on New Max, wetting him.

'You no longer need food to live. Only sunlight and water.' Max explained, pointing to a small orb at the top of her room composed of light that was exactly like that of the sun. Holy Max then telekinetically rubbed New Max around her palace, using him as a rag, even though she could already delete all of the dust and messes with the blink of an eye, arousing New Max in the process.

New Max was happy to be used.

New Max was grateful to serve Holy Max.

New Max is and will forever be Holy Max's servant, made in Her image.