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"Why am I bored?" Green spoke it as if he were complaining to some stripper who wasn't dancing right. He stood up, his feet crushing the ground beneath, the piping collapsing beneath him. Green stomped forward, his feet leaving imprints in the ground until he reached the crater of his birth as a God. He looked down at his subjects and lifted his foot before pressing it down on the pit. It didn't cover it all, but it did crush quite a few people. His previous foot mark eclipsed by his toes.

Green felt the lives, the souls and bodies of his worshipers, swell up through his sole. Their pathetic struggles were lost beneath his crushing weight. Normally, one would expect blood and gore to be beneath that sole, but when Green lifted it to look at the damage he so effortlessly brought forth, there was nothing but rubble. Some of the stones even looked bleached of color and life.

"I guess I'll just have to move on to the next phase. You were all so fucking disappointing." Green lifted his hand to the sky. The blue sheet instantly shuddered. The few clouds above green started to swirl. It was slow at first, very gentle, but before long, it was obvious that the clouds were spinning above Green with purpose. The clouds grew dark and started to rake across the sky, the sun blotted out. In the center of the darkness was the Big Green, in his palm was a glowing violet sphere. A dark grin played across his face.

"I'd say it was nice, but I've had better," Green chuckled and gripped the sphere, his claws digging into it as the veins on his hand popped with exertion.

Purple lightning cracked across the sky. The worshipers all felt a sudden urge to go outside. As they did, the outermost suburbs of Green's influence felt it first. They felt...lighter...weaker...less than they were before. With each step they took out of their houses, it was harder to breathe, more difficult to move. Their muscles deflated, their skin grew taught and gray. Their eyes rolled back into their heads as they gurgled. Even their cries of pain and suffering were lost as all the moisture in their bodies, all the nurturance and life was stripped from them. They fell to the ground, their bodies floating down like a sack of ashes. Soon, their flesh sparked into violet flames, their bodies being stripped of everything as their bones disintegrated into violet light and were pulled up into the air.

You see, Green's influence wasn't just an aura. It was part of him. Green didn't control it, much like a mortal doesn't have control over their heartbeat, but it was part of him. Meaning, everything under his influence, he was touching, and everything he touched, he could take.

Multiple funnel clouds started to rise from the earth, violet light billowing up, curling upwards into the sky as these invisible hands reaped body after body, and soul after soul.

"That's right you little fuckers," Green grunted as he gripped that sphere tighter. A crack fissured across it and lightning tore the sky again. "You're all mine. No escape now. You can finally get your reward for all your worship and praise. All your sacrifices and weakness will now be rewarded."

The sphere kept crunching, breaking and fracturing in his grip.

Sweat started to glisten on his body as he pushed forward for his biggest meal yet. A dark grin played on his face as he felt the worshipers' influence waning. Their prayers of thanks for finally being used were being snuffed out one pitiful candle at a time, their flame curling up into the sky. This wasn't enough for Green. He wanted to taste their fear, the realization that they were nothing but tools of pleasure. He snapped his fingers and his influence released their minds.

The praise and worship were cut off by a sudden panicking fear. Fear was just as good as any worship or prayer. It was delicious as Green gripped onto that sphere tighter. The wind blew harder, sweeping the outskirts as more and more funnels formed across the city. Entire buildings and homes were blasted away to reveal the people hiding inside. Their bodies swept up into the sky only to vanish in a shower of sparks.

Normally people wouldn't see this power, but Green wanted them to. To see the inevitability of their demise and the inescapable void that they were being consumed into. The rest of the world was cut off from the view as Green trapped them all in a closing dome of death. Green could feel his muscles tense, their strength reaching their limit as he went to crush that sphere, the bundle of life and offerings the people so stupidly gave him.

It shattered.

The powerful arching lights that spiraled into the sky formed several serpents of energy, each clashing against each other in displays of raw power. Green felt himself drawn up. The wind funnels pulling him into the sky to accept their offering. The spirals fought amongst themselves for more bodies, more souls, more for their God while also stretching to try and reach him at the same time. Entire buildings caught flame as sparks tried to escape, the towers and spires of ingenuity engulfed in violet embers as they surrendered their inhabitance to their God.

Green opened his mouth and sucked, one of those spirals ripping from the ground and hitting his maw. Its flavor was ambrosia, the flavor of life itself gulped down Green's throat as it forced its way in. Green's stomach churned with it, bodies not yet fully absorbed flew into his greedy maw as he gulped down more.

Another spiral of light slammed into his chest, his pecks chewing on it as it drilled right into his cleavage. The pecs were pulled apart just enough to reveal the black hole between them that was devouring that energy. Those powerful slabs of meat chewed their meal. Another tendril slammed into his ass, spiraling up into his back and spine with pure euphoria.

Then finally, one met his cock head. Green's mind was transported back to the gym when he was being worshiped by his acolytes. All of them writhing outside his body to please him and fighting for space inside his nuts and gut.

It was like that, only the feelings were coming from inside him. Hands, faces, feet, appendages of people fighting against their fate pushed against his flesh as it churned and chewed them. Striations of muscles formed on his body, splitting like vents as more tendrils were sucked into them. Several cords of light were now working their way into his muzzle, his gut distending from the energy, his arms creating those striation vents to accept more of those wriggling souls and bodies.

Millions of bodies and souls poured into Green, and he could feel them clawing and writhing like eels trapped inside. Some fell back under the influence, unable to face reality, while others screamed and begged in fear. It was a volatile cocktail of pleasure that made Green cum, or he would have if the force of dozens of tendrils weren't being sucked down into his dick. His balls felt like they had hundreds of giant tongues lulling them from the inside, curling to find energy, static and lighting rolling between those nuts as they amassed enough power to fell armies.

Then, it was quiet. Painfully quiet except for the fading, muffled screams of the bodies inside him. The storm was completely contained inside Green. Cyclones and all were churning inside him as the bodies were forced to assimilate with their God.

As the last ribbons sank into Green, the light coalesced deep inside, a sun, a microcosm of power so dense it was causing Green to tremble.

"I can barely...urp...contain it..." Green had to hold back from letting one of his slaves escape, their soul almost slipping between his teeth. He had never been so full before, and yet it wasn't enough. His body was a writhing mass of sacrifices and human offerings. He didn't want to wait any longer, he wouldn't.

He flexed.

Green's entire body burned with power, every corner was filled to bursting with the lives of his worshipers and victims. As he flexed, it was like his entire body swallowed.

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