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An Idol of a time

By Kendo Kawabata

Commissioned by Amerthyst Starfall

“WILL YOU BE CAREFULL WITH THAT!”

Anthony was almost ready to quit right there and then, if it wasn't for the fact that he really needed this job. His uncles annoying shrieking, every minute for the last two hours, was wearing on his patience and his slight loss of sanity. The poor boy was sure that he was going to be reduced to an emotional wreck within the very near future.

“What have I done wrong now?” he asked as he looked down at himself, trying to wonder exactly what it was for the millionth time that he was doing wrong for his uncle to be screaming at him again. Of course, it could have been anything.

His uncle was the curator for the citys biggest museum, and for the past three months had been crowing about having an actual egyptian exhibit appearing in its biggest wing. These were millions of dollars worth of ancient egyptian artefacts, made of actual gold and jewels, that would be on display for the next eight weeks.

And his uncle Simeon had given his nephew permission to assist with the unpacking and placement of the artefacts. He would be earning some good money with all the work he was doing, and being jobless and living at home at such a young age, how could he pass up such an opportunity? Especially since he'd more then likely be learning a lot while he was helping.

Except that morning, all his uncle did was scream and yell at him no matter what he did. First he had arrived too early, and at the wrong door to the museum. Then he wasn't wearing the right kind of shoes, because they were too loud and heavy. Then he wasn't groomed properly. Then he drank too much water. Then he ate too much. Then he went to the toilet for too long of a period of time.

Then he was going to the toilet too many times. Then he was talking too much. Then he wasn't communicating right. Then he wasn't sweeping properly. Then he was on the phone too much. Every action he did, his uncle found a reason to scream at him.

All he did that morning, was prepare the musuem for the first delivery of the artefacts. When they had finally arrived in the biggest crates he had ever seen, it was time to take them out one by one, catalogue them, take pictures, and place them in their correct areas.

And Simeon had a mile long list of procedures for even taking them out of the damn crates.

Anthony had to wear pristine white cloth glvoes, after washing and scrubbbing his hands with some heavy duty antibacterial soaps. Then he had to have his hair tied back with a hair net. And wear an apron that covered his body like a kind of surgeon. And wear a face mask as well.

So, fully dressed like a surgeon about to perform heart surgery, Anthony had stood back as one of his uncles assistants had opened the first major crate, and began removing some very specially wrapped and packed boxes. They had to take note of which box went where, and what they contained, so it could all be packed back up properly.

Anthony had not even opened the damn lid of the first box before he heard his uncle scream at him from across the hall.

“I haven't even taken it out yet” Anthony said as his uncle raced over. For a fat balding man in his late fifties, his uncle could move fast. By the time he came over Simeons bearded face was red and ruddy from the effort of actual movement. And sweat was pouring off of him like a waterfall.

“You need to be carefull when taking these out. These are more important then you are, so you will treat them with respect” his uncle practially shouted in his face. “I will not have you open these boxes like they are some kind of cheap can of tuna.”

“All I did was unlock the lid and open it” Anthony protested as he was shoved aside by his uncle. Ugh, the man was covered in a layer of sweat he could tell violated every one of his rules that he had mercilessly shouted at him earlier. Not to mention that his uncle had the type of body odour that could make you retch.

“Well, you did it like you didn't respect it” Simeon said angrily as he grabbed a pair of white gloves from the table and slid them on his already damp hands. “I'm sorry, but this is too important for you. I'm taking over” he grunted, almost like a pig as he began to open the box with enough force to almost break the lid.

Anthony was forced to take a step back and simply observe after that, as his uncle pulled each beautiful peace from their storage like he was opening presents at christmas. A little part of him just wanted to yell at his uncle for doing everything against everything he had shouted at him earlier.

But he couldn't. Anthony had a self concious problem that prevented him from sticking up for himself after just a few sentences. And he couldn't just yell at his uncle for being a jackass, even if we was being one. His uncle was in charge of the whole thing, and if he wanted to get paid for all the hard work he had done, he had to remain on his uncles somewhat limited good side.

One by one the artefacts were pulled from their storage boxes, catalogued and then carried away to their display cases. He watched as gorgeous busts of egyptian gods and pharoahs were revealed, sacrificial urns were mounted on shelves, beautiful strings of gemstones and gold were laid out on velvet cushions, and piece after piece of pottery were placed out in the open.

Yet he was not permitted to hold them or carry them. Nor was he even permitted to ask questions about them. His uncle hated being disturbed during his work, although Anthony noticed that none of his assistants were being yelled at like he had been.

By the time he was permitted to actually leave, it was late in the afternoon and most of the exhibit had been put on display, althought there was still much more to go. All anthony had done for the afternoon was sit on a chair and watch as his uncle did all the work. When Simeon announced that it was time for everyone to pack up and go home, he was actually relieved to get out of there. It hadn't been as fun as he had thought it would be.

“Where do you think your going?” Simeon shouted the moment that Anthony stood up from his chair.

“I'm going home. You just said everyone could leave” Anthony said in a rather meek tone of voice.

“Yes, but I didn't say that you could leave” Simeon said as he removed his gloves and waddled his way over to Anthony. “I have to talk to you about your performance today.”

“Oh.....ok” Anthony said as he didn't like the feeling he was getting.

“You have done everything wrong, even after I have so graciously advised you on what to do” Simeon said. “you put us behind by making mistakes constantly, and your obvious disrespect towards these artefacts makes me wonder why I even bothered taking you in today.

“you're the one getting your fat sweat on everything” anthony wanted to yell at him, but the more weak part of his mind kept his mouth shout. He wasn't half wrong. there were damn miniature puddles on the floor.

“In fact, I am so disapointed in you, I'm not even letting you come in tomorrow” Simeon said as he pulled his wallet from his sweat soaked jeans. “i'm paying you for today, and that's that. You can go home and tell your mother how disapointed I am in you” he said as he shoved a crumpled note into anythonys hand. "Actually, on second thought, I'll call her. you'll probably just twist everything around to make me look like the bad guy."

Anthony looked down at the note as he unfurled it and saw that was a measly twenty.

“you told me i'd get three hundred today” he said meekly, unable to believe that this was all his time had been worth today.

“well, I don't pay time wasters” Simeon said with a snarl. “if you have a problem with that, perhaps I can just take my money back and you go home with nothing, huh?” he demanded angrily as spittle flew from his fat lips.

Anthony didn't say anything as he took the money and began to walk away. Disapointment flooded over him like a river as he made his way to the break room in the back of the museum. He stripped off his gloves and surgeon costuming before grabbing his backpack and heading away.

He didn't go straight to the entrance though. Instead, he decided to take a quick look through the actual exhibit. He wondered briefly what they'd look like with the pieces actually out on display and set up properly. Simeon was probably in the back doing god knew what, so it wasn't like he was going to be caught anytime soon.

Anthony walked through the big doorway that lead to the exhibit. It was flanked by two big towering stone guards resembling jackals with spears and a shield. They weren't real, they were made out of paper mache by a local artist. Who had apparently been underpaid.

He began to walk around the exhibit, taking in everything that was display. There were still many empty spots here and there to show that thigns still needed to go out, but the whole exhibit was mostly done by now.

He did stop in his tracks when he came upon a little exhibit in the back that was actually hidden behind a large curtain. A whole corner had been sectioned off by a black curtain, and a sign was out the front with a big red No Entry symbol on it.

“Adults Only”

“What was in the exhibit that was considered adults only?” he wondered out loud.

“Would you lke to see?”

Anthony jumped out of his skin, almost, when he heard someone speak behind him. One of his uncles assistants, a nice older man with a salt and pepper framed beard and hair, by the name of Charlie, had come up behind him.

“umm....is that ok?” anthony asked. Charlie nodded.

“It's just this is a little risky to be shown so openly. Not dangerous, just some people have problems with this kind of thing” Charlie said as he pulled back a section of the curtain. “Come on in” he said with a smile. "I promise you it's nothing dangerous."

Anthony stepped in and put his bag down on the ground and found the interior of the cornor was lit up by candle shaped lights that cast a glow around the huge statue that was tucked in the corner. It was over seven feet tall, and looked so lifelike that Anthony thought he might end up talking to him.

“This is Min, the egyptian god of fertility and sex”' Charlie explained, a rather proud smile on his face.

Min was a highly defined male, who looked like a man carved out of marble, but it was really obsidian stone. Every detail of his muscles were perfectly defined. His left hand was wrapped around the base of a huge fat black erection that stuck out like a rod between his legs. In his raised right hand, over his shoulder, was a golden flail that looked like he was about to strike someone with. A red sash was around his forehead, and it was long enough to trail down to his bandaged ankles. A tall crown made out of long golden feathers sat on his head.

“Why do you have him closed off?” anthony asked as he looked up at the exceptionally handsome male. It was kind of hard to draw his attention away from it.

“Well, because of how he's displayed” Charlie said. "People don't have a problem with nudity and sex in art, but they do have a problem if it's overexaggerated out of proportion. At least the prudes anyway" he explained. “Mins followers started as a cult, and it was seen that male fertility was just as important as female fertility. He was associated with agriculture as well, since many vegetables could be used as opiads and sexual objects. They used to hold four day festivals honouring him at the end of bountiful harvests, which they played games and sports naked to honour him."

“Wow” anthony said as he looked up at the statue some more. Those eyes were so beautifully carved it looked like Min was staring down at him. And with the dim flickering lights, it was almost like he was looking at him.

“The most important game was climbing a ten foot um....pole shaped like a phallus that was covered in oil. They used to place a pair of bull horns at the top. Whoever climbed to the top first and collected the horns was said to be blessed with high levels of fertility” Charlie continued. "Which some translated as to a um...hardon that wouldn't go down for eighty days or so. And very high stamina."

“They did some craxy stuff back then” anthony said with a light and nervous chuckle.

“well, compared to reality tv now, this was tame back then” Charlie said with a chuckle of his own. He gestured down to the base of the statue, where anthony saw ten smaller versions of the statue of Min standing around his bandaged feet. Perfectly carved out of obsidian stone and highlighted with actual gold.

“These are very important. These are the only known idols of Min. Ten in the whole world. They were used in the cults headquarters for worship and offerings. Because Min is so lesser known, anything belonging to him is considered in-valuable and amongst the rarest objects in the known world."

“so, where did the big version come from?” Anthony asked. The way the candle lights were flickering, it was giving him the impression that the statues huge cock was throbbing. It was strangely unsettling, and yet somehow....it seemed normal for it do so.

“From the temple of Ramses the third at Medinet Habu” Charlie explained. “For such a ruined temple, it was found in remarkable condition. Almost untouched in a hidden room that had been sealed away” he explained. "But he's been discovered again, and people will get to know this lost god once more."

“Well, he's definitely something” Anythony said as he glanced at his watch. “I have to get going. I need to catch the train” he said. Charlie nodded to him with a sympathetic smile.

“Don't pay too much attention to your uncle” Charlie said with a smile as he patted Anthony on his shoudler and left his hand there. “he's just being an asshole. He's worse out on the field, trust me” he said wit ha smile.

Anthony felt a little tingling in his stomach as charlies hand stayed perched on his shoulder and he found his cheeks blushing a bit before he pulled away, feeling embaressed.

“I umm....I have to go” he said as he grabbed his backpack and made his way, very quickly to the front entrance of the museum. For some reason, that gentle friendly touch on his shoudler just felt..... well it wasn't bad exactly. but he wasn't ready for it.

“I wonder what spooked him” Charlie said as he watched the boy go in confusion for a moment before he looked back at the statue. “Maybe you intimidated him with your size. But I guess that can happen with anyone. I can't wait to see the comment cards about you” he chuckled before he glanced down at the smaller statues.

“Hmmm. Did I say there were ten, or nine?”

As Anthony sat back on the train he couldn't help but feel particularly miserable about the days events. It had been a complete waste of time for him to have even been there, and his uncle had made it quite clear that his presence wasn't welcome, even after being the one to suggest that he help out.

The carriage of the public train was mostly empty, save for a couple of people down in the far end. He had to take two trains to get home. One at the museum, and then one at the center of the city, which would take him back to his suburb.

“Uncle Simeon probably already told mom and dad about today” he thought to himself as he rested his backpack on his lap, as he stared out the window. The grey city buildings and the graffity laden track walls flashed by. It was going to be a boring and miserable ride at this rate.

“Guess I'll be home after dinner. Hopefully mom will have some leftovers for me” he thought to himself as he decided to grab his iPod from his bag and listen to his tunes for a while. It would take his mind off things. And perhaps make him feel better if he could sleep for the rest of the ride.

His hand dug into his backpack as he idly felt around for that little plastic box, but his hand came into contact with something else. A look of confusion passed on his face as he wrapped his hand around it, feeling a long firm object that felt … surprisingly warm.

His fingertips found something on that object that stuck out to the side and he felt his fingers start to stroke it, and almost at once he found his body suddnly going limp as he settled back in his seat. Anythony was suddenly very relaxed, and he was unable to really fight it, assuming that he actually wanted to.

“Huh” he said as his mind suddenly went a bit foggy and he found it rather hard to think straight as his fingers stroke that little hard object in his bag. He didn't know what it was, but whatever it was it was making him feel good.

Feel Good

“I do” he mumbled as he half closed his eyes, feeling whatever tension leave his body as his mind just fogged over into a half dreamy state.

Anthony dimly became aware of a pleasured surge in his pants and his free hand snaked its way into the front of his jeans, sliding down into his boxers where he grabbed himself. To his brief surprise, he found himself fairly hard and already dripping with his arousal.

He had never been this hard in his life, nor this hard in public. And yet he found his hand wrapping around his cock and started to stroke himself, albeit awkwardly, in his pants in the train carriage.

He started to pant out loud, not even caring that there were a few people at the other end of the carriage who would have been able to hear him as he stroked himself, but it wasn't like he could be seen doing it. And from how hard he was, he wasn't going to last very long at this rate.

His normally five inches of dick was hard and throbbing, almost painfully hard as he bit his bottom lip, his eyelids flickering as he panted, feeling the rush of cum surge through his throbbing balls as he stifled his cry of orgasm.

There was a brief splurching noise as he suddenly came in his pants, and a warmth spread across his fingers as he let out a long orgasmic moan through his gritted teeth. It took a moment before he sagged back in his seat, his hand and the inside of his boxers now soaked with a thick wet spot that was starting to show through.

“wow” he said as he tilted his head back, staring up at the ceiling, actually seeing stars as he panted, feeling the warm sticky sensation around his fingers.

DING

ARRIVING AT CENTRAL STATION. THIS IS THE FINAL STOP.

“GAAGGH” Anythony said in shock as he suddenly felt himself come straight back down to earth with a mild panic attack. Realisation of what he had done hit him like a tonne of bricks as the train pulled to a stop. And that realisation came with the consequences of a cum soaked patch on his front that was going to be hard to cover up, and the fact that he had done it so openly in public.

He frantically pulled his hand from his cum filled pants, briefly surprised at the sheer amount that he had came (which was not normal), pulled his hoodie off and frantically started to wipe his hand clean. There was just so much of it it was like trying to clean thick cream off his fingers with paper instead of a towel. Once he was sure that his hand was clean enough he turned his hoodie inside out to hide the wet mess and then tied it around his waist at the front in an effort to hide the rapidly growing wet spot as his cum seemed to seep through his jeans like paste.

Anthony managed to get through the doors of the carriage, bumping his way past the people trying to get in first without arousing too much suspicion as he had managed to hide his wet spot with his jumper, and his backpack held in front of him for good measure. Although he couldn't stop the blushing on his face.

“that...that's never happaned to me before” he sas as he made his way over the platform towards the stairs that lead over the train tracks to the entrance to the station. “why...why did I do that...” he said as he felt a slight panic about the ordeal. "Why did i just cum so much and so quickly? why did I get so hard in public like that? what the hell happened to me?" he asked as his felt his heart hammer in his chest as he knew that he was starting to panic.

Calm down.

The panic immediately went away as he felt a strange calmness about the situation wash over him. There he was, standing in the middle of a busy train station, with a set of boxers full of cum, and yet he was finding himself not minding. It was almost like his mind had been wiped of the panic for a moment, and for some strange reason, he felt no need to actually question it.

Go outside.

Anthony then started to make his way to the entrance of the station. The train taking him back to his suburb was not that far off, and it was already loading up. If he hurried he'd be able to get on it before the doors closed and it took off without him.

Instead, he simply walked towars the stations lobby and its huge open front entrance that led to the streets outside. He stepped out onto the pavement, the station facing a very busy road that split the station with the main central business district. Even at this time of the day, it was busy.

“What am I doing out here?” he wondered briefly as he suddenly realised he was outside. He felt a little weird, like he had just known that he was walking outside, and then had a sudden mental break where he forgot that he was actually walking. Now he was starting to feel confused again.

Turn left and walk.

Anthony did as he slung his backpack onto his back and started walking down the pavement at the side of the station. The station was home to a myriad of small businessess that operated in the spaces under the actual station, and he passed everything from clothing stores, boot makers to fast food counters.

Yet none of them he even looked at as he walked for about five minutes down the side of the station, till the shops spread out a bit and they got slightly more varied. He passed a hobby model shop, then a 24 hour gym that took up three shop spaces, then a healthy food cafe before he found himself stopping outside of a plain set of doors that looked nothing special whatsoever.

He shook his head a little as he looked up at the plain set of double doors. They almost blended into the brickwork and were easy enough to miss if you didn't know they were there. In fact, the only special thing about it, was the sign up above the door.

“Subway Sauna” Anthony read out loud as people passed him by. “what in the world is this place” he said to himself. He was starting to get a little confused, as he had never seen this place before, or even knew what it was. So why was he even there? He might have just walked past it a hundred times without knowing it was there.

Go in.

He reached for the handle and pushed, entering into the doorway. The interior was narrow and was strangely dark, just a short dark hallway that lead to a small counter and a second door. Immediately in front of him was a big sign display listing a strict set of rules for all occupants. It took him only a moment to realise what he had stepped into as the door closed rather loudly behind him.

“I'm in a gay spa” Anthony thought in horror as he stared at the sign and found himself reading the rules that were in palce. “what the hell am I doing here. I'm not gay. I dont' even know if I'm straight. I ….I've never even thought about places like this...I mean, I've read about them but I would never ...”

Calm down and go to the counter.

Anthony felt that calm feeling wash over him again as his thoughts faded briefly, his feet moving him towards the counter, as he followed the single thought. It looked like a bank tellers counter, with a pane of plastic over it and just a small hole at the bottom that he could barely reach through. Behind the counter was a row of shelves, holding a rather surprising array of sex toys, lubricants and natural oils for sale.

“hi. Can I get your name?” said an attendant who suddenly appeared. He was a young guy, not much older then Anthony, but he had that gay flair about him that told him he was confident in himself. He did have a nice smile on him, and a very tight fitting mesh tanktop, and a necklace made up of rainbow coloured beads.

“I'm Anthony” he said as the attendant wrote it down in a book that seemed to appear out of nowhwere. The guy then produced a large red towel and a dogtag chain with a key on it.

“Locker 69. That'll be 25 dollars for the day” he said with a smile. “Cash or card?” he asked, in the kind of voice that suggested he wasn't going to take no for an answer.

“Cash” Anthony said as he produced his wallet. "Wait, am I really doing this?” he wondered to himself as he produced the money his uncle had paid him, and the final few dollars he had left to his name and handed it over. The guy quickly took it with a practiced swipe of his hand and counted it, giving a raised eyebrow to Anthony before he decided it was satisfactory. He pressed a button somewhere and there was a buzzing sound as the door opened.

“Have fun and be safe” the guy said. Anthony hesitated, feeling a bit unsure about going inside. The guy then disapeared from few as the door hung open by about an inch. Anthony was suddenly left alone, and he wondered if he should actually go inside.

Go in.

Anythony pushed the door open and walked in, clutching his towel and key to his chest.

The front area was surprising, and not what he would have expected for a gay spa. It was actually a lounge area with a big screen tv, several black vinyl couches and a bar attached to the reception area. And there were a couple of males already there, sitting around in nothing with their towels covering them up.

He walked past, keeping his eyes down as he could feel the men watching him as he went past. His feet led him down a hallway that lead past a pair of toilets, towards a large open locker area. In the middle of the room was a large circular couch, three walls made up of lockers, and the last wall just a series of glass framed shelves selling more sex toys and spa packs.

“What am I doing here?” Anthony thought ot himself as he lookced around the area for a moment. “This....I....I really shouldn't be here....”

Get undressed.

His eyes flicked over the numbered lockers till he found the one that matched his tag number and he went and opened it. The locker space was small, just big enough to hold his things as he removed his backpack and started to undress. With each piece of clothing removed he revealed his skinny and hairless frame. Each piece of clothing was folded up and placed in the locker.

He hesitated with his underwear, suddenly blushing red as he realised he was going to be exposed in such a place. It took him a few moments before he slid the still soaked garment off, revealing an average sized length that wasn't all that impressive.

The last thing to go in was his backpack. As he placed it in, he wondered briefly about what it was that was in his pack that he was stroking before. Whatever it was, he was sure that he hadn't had it in there when he left the house that morning.

"Maybe I should see what it is" he thought to himself as he pulled his backpack back out and went to undo the zipper. He had the feeling that whatever was in the pack was what had caused all of this.

Don't look.

He pushed his backpack back into the locker and closed the door and then made sure that it was securely locked as he hung the chain around his neck. Anthony stood there, on the spot, mostly naked with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He wasn't sure what to do next.

Make the towel shorter.

Anythony removed the towel and folded it over a few times, till it became rather short as he rewrapped it around his waist. Whereas before it covered down to his knees, it was now folded over so that it just covered his butt and crotch. He was now practically advertising.

“I....I guess I can't just stand around here all day” he thought to himself as he looked around the empty locker area and then made his way to the exit. There were two. One door led to a large seated area that held a cinema screen, playing some movie he didn't recognise.

The other exit, he wasn't sure hwere that lead too. It seemed to lead into a hallway that branched off, but it was dark. Almost twilight dim. He felt his nerves rise up again, his heart and stomach almost fluttering in synchronisation at the thought of walking into those dark depths.

Almost anything, or indeed, anyone could be hiding in there. He could be walking into almost anything, and he could feel his heart begin to race again as his nerves kept him from moving.

Go on.

He started walking.

The hallway did branch off, creating cornors eveywhere he looked, and doors every few steps. Those doors were covered in floor to ceiling images of rather manly looking men, some in leather and chaps, some naked and hairy, and a few that were simply spread out and looking eager. Anthony could help but peek into a few doors as he walked around, his own curiosity getting the better of him.

The rooms were smaller then he thought they would be, most of them not much bigger then the space of a disabled toilet. Each room had a low or a high seating of some kind, with a leathery vinyl mattress covering it. Some had mirrors, some didn't. But every single one had a pump station full of lube and a hanging container full of condoms.

Anthony found himself at the end of the strange maze area, and fuond that these rooms seemed to get sligtly more hardcore. There was one room that was just a bed, and the walls were floor to ceiling mirrors. Next to it was a small closet sized room with chained cuffs hanging from the ceiling. He quickly turned around and walked the other way, his cheeks burning.

He passed one set of slim doors in a row, three of them lined up together. On the other side of the area he found three more. Six rooms abot the size of public toilet cubicles, standing or kneeling room only it seemed.

“What are these for?” he wondered as he curiously took a look in. it didn't take him long to realise what they were for, with the big obvious holes between each wall. Gloryhole cubicles. He felt his cheeks flush even redder as he quickly made his way around again.

Anythony had to stop when he reached a new hallway that seemed bigger then the others, like it was seperating things. He glanced across the hallway and saw that the other side, seemed to lead off to yet another maze area. There was a whole other area to this place. It was bigger then he actually thought it was.

He did not want to go down that way, his feet were already started to ache slightly from walking around on the hard tiled floor. There was a brighter light coming from nearby, and Anythony just wanted to get out of the dark maze before someone snuck up on him. He couldn't help but feel like there were men hiding in those dark cornors, just waiting to poucne and drag him into the dark depths.

He followed the light and found himself in a very well lit area, but one that was also somewhat cramped. Probably because there were so many things there.

The main area was taken up by a hot bubbling spa that could have passed for a small swimming pool. There was also a rather large open shower area, a large stairwell leading up to some place with a sign saying “smoking area”,

One door nearby had the word “Wet Sauna” and another had “Dry sauna” over their respective doorways.

If he had been wondering where all the men were in the place, he found his answer. It seemed most of them were in the shower area, washing up or making out with one another, while a good sized group was in the actual spa. Through the window in the wooden door that lead to the dry spa, there were more then a few more men in there.

“Wow....it's almost packed” Anthony thought ot himself as he could actually feel several pairs of eyes looking at him from the shower and the spa. And possibly through the door. And he could almost feel their judging gazes sizing him up, trying to decide if he was worth their time.

“Oh god, what do I do now?” he said to himself as he crossed his legs a little, suddenly realising how skimpy his towel had become and how much he was showing off. He had the feeling that he should run and hide in one of those dark rooms till it was safe to come back out again.

Lift up your towel.

Standing there out in the open, with several pairs of eyes on him, Anthony grabbed the side of his towl and lifted it up, showing off the flesh on his leg up to his hip, including a cock shot and exposure of his butt. His face flushed again as he put himself on display. A few of the men staring at him from the spa were licking their lips, and a couple had their arms moving about in the water in a very obvious movement.

Anthony felt the urge to run and hide again as he dropped the towel back down, feeling his legs shake slightly as he almost did manage to turn and run.

Go into the wet sauna.

Anthony walked, lifting up the side of his towel again as he gave the men in the spa and the shower a good viewing of himself as he made his way to the glass door of the wet sauna. He opened it, expecting to walk straight in but found himself in a small area with another door and several hooks on the wall. He unwrapped the towel from around his waist and hung it on a nearby hook, leaving himself completely naked as he opened the door.

“Holy crap” he said to himself as he was instantnly hit by a blast of hot air as he stepped into the room. The wet sauna was a large white tiled room with a series of built in benches along the walls, with a large central bench in the middle that seemed big enough to hold several people on it if they wanted.

He heard a hissing noise and almost jumped out of his skin as a burst of steam suddenly blew out from under one of the benches. It was surprisingly fast as to how the vision in the room became foggy.

“Ok....now what?” he asked himself. He could feel the buildup on his body as he just stood there getting hissed at by a cloud of steam.

Get on the island bench.

Anthony walked forward and slowly climbed up onto the large bench. The surface was wet and warmer then he was expecting it to be as he climbed up. He found himself sitting on the large bench with his legs spread as he found himself facing the door he had just come in.

Pleasure yourself for me.

Anthony felt a heat build up inside of him that had nothing to do with the actual steam of the room as his face flushed and he began to pant. his breathing became loud and heavy, almost like he had just run a few hundred metres without stopping.

His cock sprang to life, throbbing hard and inflating rapidly as it slapped up against his slender stomach so hard it made him cry out. A few jets of thick pre shot from his throbbing cock as it bobbed up and down steadily, the spurts of pre reaching up and splashing across his undertoned chest.

Anthony quickly laid himself on his back as he spread his legs apart, exposing himself rather easily to anyone who may have walked into the steam room, even as the steam gassed out and flooded the room in a deep haze as the boy wrapped his hand around his cock and let out a loud moaning noise to how sensitive he felt.

"Oh fuck" he moaned out loud as he started to pump hard with his hand, sliding his fingers up and down his throbbing shaft, propping himself up onto one arm as he pumped the other as he worked his throbbing cock.

His whole body seemed to burn with an unsated lust that was rapidly building and spreading across his body, his skin itching under the damp sheen of sweat and vapour that caressed his body like gentle fingers. His nipples hardened and his back entrance clenched and quivered as he worked his hard cock.

He gasped and moaned, panting in need as he worked his cock up and down, spurting pre across his stomach and over his fingers. His cock felt so needy and desperate for a release, but he wasn't close yet. it felt soo good to be pumping away at his cock in such a public place where anyone could have walked in, just the thought making him hornier as he started to hump his hips upwards against his hand.

His moans filled the wet sauna, as did the slapping of flesh on flesh as he worked his cock. the muscles in his arms flexed and bulged, weak as they were, through his skin as they began to burn from the furious movement. his cock was aching for release as he humped up into his pumping hand.

"Please....please let me cum" he whined as kept working harder, his breathing becoming ragged as his heart raced. he could feel his head start to burn as his body temperature grew hotter and hotter in the steam filled room, his action only burning him higher as he worked himself towards his release.

You may, since you asked so nicely.

It was almost like he came on command the moment that he was given permission as his cock pulsed heavily in his hand, his balls drawing up and boiling over as the first volley of his release blasted through his fingers and splattered him in the face.

It would have surprised him, if he was in the state of mind to think of his already hard climax earlier and how much he had shot before, and now he was shooting even more. but his mind was blown over with lust and heat as he panted, mouth open as his cock shot ribbongs of pearly teen seed onto his face and across his chest and neck.

As each splash of his cum splattered over his slim chest, it seemed to burn against his skin, like it was hotter then normal. The feeling sent shockwaves of pleasure against his body as he couldn't support himself up anymore as he fell back onto his back, his legs still spread as they dangled off the edge.

His cock slapped against his stomach as he let go of it, cum continuing to seep from its head and pool across his navel, spilling over and leaking down his sides. it started to run down and pool around his crotch, seeping between his legs and down his taint as it dribbled down his balls and started to pool under him.

He let out a deep gasp as his cum almost seemed to glow amongst the steam, almost like it was liquid gold. And it seemed to seep into his skin as it continued ot burn in a good way. He lay back, his arms and legs spred over the edges of the bench as he stared up at the foggy ceiling, his chest heaving up and down as he fought to regain his breath while he struggled to even think a coherent thought.

He felt a pressure in his balls and his cock as the skin seemed to get tight. He wasn't able to see as his back arched and prevented him from bending forward wile it was bending backwards, as his goods seemed to bulge out and epxand as they grew bigger. His balls swelled out as the sking strethced, now big enough to hang over the edge of the bench.

A pulse through his body made his cock swell like a balloon, bulging it outwards as it just seemed to inflate heavily. It was a pulse that made him arch his body upwards in a gasp of pleasure, that pulse washing a burning pleasurable heat through his body and his mind as he found no way to fight back, even if he had wanted too.

The pool of cum around his crotch seeped into his skin and seemed to burn itself into his flesh, and it slowly began to spread around the base of his cock and start climbing up his shaft as his tool kept ballooning outwards.

Anthony was moaning and arching his back as the pools of cum on his body began to burn as well and it began to spread across his flesh, starting to flow across his chest and up his neck as his eyes rolled into the back of his head from the highly pleasurable feeling he was feeling.

Fur started to sprout around his crotch as the flesh burned dark, surrounding the base of his cock and thickening as the skin changed, turning into a thick fat sheath as his cock continued to grow outwards. His balls grew bigger, swelling to the size of grapefruits as the black fur began to sprout from the skin of his testicle sac.

Black fur spread across his skin like spreading water as he kept writhing and arching his back and body over the stone slab. When it reached his nipples, they started to swell larger as they grew more pointed and hard, two large bumps appearing on his chest as they continued to swell outwards.

His cock grew, ballooning out to a heavy fat club of a cock that could have passed as a third leg when hard, bloating out to becoming thicker then a beer can. Once it stopped growing it began to deflate and shrink back, sliding back into its fat sheath like a deflating balloon. his new sheath bloated outwards, growing steadily larger as it literally grew fuller.

Anthony felt the bones in his body start to crack and expand, his spine cracking apart as new vertebrae appeared, pushing his height upwards as his torso and his spine began to lengthn, inches slowly growing on his body as he felt his body shift along the stone slab. He could feel his body spread out over the stone bench under him as the surface seemed to get smaller.

He felt the bones in his head begin to crack apart and pulse outwards as well, his face starting to change shape as his flesh burned black and fur began to sprout up his neck and along his head. His nose and his mouth elongated outwards, turning into a pointed muzzle as his eyes enlarged, growing larger, his eyes shifting up to the top of his head as they began to point and lengthen.

A part of his mind told him that this should have hurt, that he should be screaming in pain from his head being reshaped and broken apart like a sculpture sculpting clay. But it just felt too good for him to hold onto that rational thought, and it was quickly pushed away as he willingly allowed it all to happen.

His hair fell out as the fur crept over his head, a short silky black fur that seemed to shimmer in the steam that collected over him. His ears shifted position, pulling up to the top of his head as they lengthened, enlongating to almost a foot long above his head as the fur on the inside of his ears began to turn bright until they turned the shade of shimmering gold.

Then hair began to sprout over his head, like snakes they rapidly surged forward and started to entwine against itself, braiding itself into heavy dreadlocks that snaked over the edge of the stone bench, growing long until they capped themselves at the end with gold tips.

His chest ballooned outwards, becoming large full breasts with nipples that were so hard and pointy they could have cut glass. Said nipples began to glow as they turned the colour of shimmering gold. Those big breasts inflated out, bouncing and heaving with each pant of his lungs as they jiggled about like water balloons.

The boys body began to grow larger, hard slender muscles that ballooned under his twinky body, becoming hard tight muscles to support his newly changing body. His arms lengthened, his hands cracking as the bones grew larger. Sharp claws replaced his soft fingernails as they shimmered and turned gold as well. His body twisted and writhed as it changed to support his new appendages.

His legs grew and expanded as well, the bones cracking and elongating as his feet turned to digigrade legs. His toes grew bigger, four of his little toes suddenly sinking into one another so his toes went from ten to six, and they were all equally big. Sharp claws appeared on his toes as well, shimmering till they turned as gold as the pads under his feet.

Cracks and stretching happened around his hips as they grew wider, his thighs swelling to help support his new childbearing hips and his lower half began ro rise up as his ass inflated outwards, inflating like two beach balls that seemed to softly jiggle and wobble with each movement he made. Thick thighs and an hourglass shaped rear end were the end result as his frame just inflated all over.

Anthony panted as he felt his tongue elongate, sliding out of his mouth and falling out of the cornor of his lips as it shimmered, turning gold. A gold that started to spread over his lips. He moaned loudly, his eyes starting to glow as well as egyptian line markings surrounding his eyes as they seemed to shimmer into place. Long thick luxurious lashes sprouted from his eyelids, flecked with splatters of gold that shimmered each time he blinked.

He arched his back again, breasts heaving as his cock ballooned outwards rapidly from his fat sheath, his humanoid cock having turned into a golden canine cock, with a rapidly growing knot that inflated at a rapid pace. Thick rich veins throbbed over his cock like webbing, pulsing with blood as his cock inflated with the need to fuck and breed.

Anythony grabbed his cock with his newly large hands, but found that his hands, even as big as they were, struggled to make his fingertips reach around and touch one another. He had to put one hand above the other and pump up and down rapidly to pleasure himself, as doing it with one hand wasn't going to cut it. It was a monster of a cock that would break in, and open, any ass or pussy that it was pushed into. And he felt a growing need to do that to many.

He panted and moaned as pre spurted from his new huge cock, hard enough to splatter up onto the celining of the fogged up room as he pumped his hands furiously up and down his hugely throbbing cock. He leaned foward, slurping his golden tongue up against that throbbing pointed tip of his dick, slurping and lapping as he pleasured himself, thick ropes of pre spurting up into the air and drooling across his slurping tongue.

Cum for me.

Anthony let out a howl from his throat that poured from his golden lips into the steamed air as he arched his back, his cock throbbing hard as his huge balls visibly pulsed as he started to spew an immense amount of cum from his newly formed cock. Bright gold and glowing through the steam, it started to spray eveywhere in thick golden ribbons of canine cum as it went across every wall, across the floor, every bench, and across the ceiling like a spider shooting its web.

Ten seconds. Twetny seconds. Thirty seconds. A full thirty seconds of cum poured from his hefty balls, his orbs visibly shrinking as they gave up everything he had as he splatted the whole room in bright golden cum. The steam did nothing to hide it now, as the glowing golden cum just seemed to shine so brightly in the fog. His balls shrank to half size, but then began to rapidly inflate back, seeming to grow bigger then before as they sloshed and refilled.

Anthony fell back, his huge cock falling ontop of his body, between his breasts and drooling over his muzzle and face as he panted, eyes crossed and body exhausted from such a mind blowing explosive orgasm. He struggled to keep his eyes open, his eyelids flickering as he struggled to focus, his panting and blood coarsing through his ears as he struggled to pull himself together.

“What....what happened?” he panted out loud as he suddenly found himself a moment of clarity that he could actually question what was going on. That moment passed and it went for another moment, then another, and then he was able to hold onto that rational moment where he realised that something very serious had happened ot him. “What...what just happened to me....” he found himself whimpering as he struggled to sit up.

His eyes went wide as he looked over his newly changed form, getting a good look at his transformed body. He found himself in a mixed feeling of awe, fascination, digust and horror to what he had become. He had gone from a five foot little human into a near eight foot tall shemale egyptian jackal.

"What...what in the world happened to me?" he whimpered as he started to feel afraid as he looked at his hands. Large slender clawed hands that he had the feeling were to dominate anyone they grabbed onto. Huge heaving breasts that he could probably titfuck himself with. Big thick hips that could take the roughest pounding. Paws that deserved to be licked for days. This was not him anymore.

"What on earth is going on" he cried out with a whimper as he covered his eyes with his new hands, struggling to keep himself calm as he hoped that when he did open his eyes he'd wake up back on the train where he had obviously fallen asleep and was trapped in a nightmare.

You have taken your new form.

“What....what are you? Who are you?” he called out into the steam as he pulled his hands away from his face, seeing the stream start to clear in the sauna as the cum splatters glistened.

I am your new god. The one you will serve.

“I.....I didn't want this....” he whimpered out as he touched his cock with his hand. He let out a gasp at the sudden pleasure that he felt from touching himself. He had the sudden desire to push his cock between his new huge breasts and suck himself off till he blew another load over himself. And it was very hard to resist.

You weren't happy with your old form. So I gave you a new one. One that will serve me and bring you pleasure.

“But I'm....I'm.....”Anthony whimpered as he touched his head, his fingers caressing his new face as he touched his new body. He let out a gasp when he touched his ears, and felt a burst of pleasure from the simple touch that made his huge cock spurt another burst of pre. His fingers slid up his ears as he felt his cock suddenly pulse and inflate again the more he touched his ears. The tips were especially sensitive, causing his cock to spurt pre each time he touched the tips.

You are beautifull.

“I am?” he asked out loud. For some reason, that simple statement had a very calming effect on him that, for reasons he wouldn't understand, he didn't seem to want to object too.

Yes. You are. You are beautiful.

“I'm.....I'm beautiful....” he said as he ran his fingers down his body to cup at his large breasts, his fingers rubbing his golden nipples. He moaned as the touch to his new breasts made him squirm, his nipples causing shivers down his spine as they were touched.

You are very beautiful. A beautiful queen.

“I'm....I'm a queen?” he asked out loud as his cock drooled pre onto the floor. It....seemed to make sense to him.

Yes. You are more then what you are now. You are aqueen. A queen that will lead.

“Lead? Lead what?” he asked as he continued to grope and molest himself, feeling nothing but pleasure as his new body was explored.

Anyone. And Everyone. In my name.

He heard the door to the sauna open up and two men walked in, their feet squelching on the thickly covered floor as they both walked in. They didn't notice him yet as the steam slowly cleared, making their blurred outlines more visible to his eye with each passing moment.

"ugh. the fuck is on the floor?"

"someone spill some cream or something? or paint or ...whatever the fuck this gold shit is?"

Anthony was able to see them through the thinned out steam. one was more heavyset with a large gut, while the other was a big bearish guy with a beard. neither of them had noticed him yet, but with the steam clearing rather rapidly they would see him almost immediately at any moment.

"Ugh, it's on the walls too" the big bearish guy said as he rubbed a hand through the golden cum on the wall. ''the hell happened in here?" he asked.

"Dunno. but i'm getting hard and wanting some action" The fat guy said. he had rubbed his hand on the door, collecting some golden cum on his fingers and he was starting to grope his hardening cock between his legs, the golden cum smearing over his crotch.

"yeah, me too. fuck, i'm getting so hard i'm aching" the bearish guy said as he smeared some of the golden cum across his chest, rubbing it into the thick carpet of hair he had on his torso.

Anthony watched in a curious fascination as the two men got hard and horny rather quickly, just from touching his cum. it wasn't like they couldn't, since the room was saturated in the stuff. And it seemed to stick to them like glue. And above the smell of the golden cum, he was able to pick up a new scent with his pointed nose. It was the smell of their musk and arousal, and it was getting thicker by the moment.

the bearish guy suddenly reached over and grabbed the fat guy and pushed him up against the wall, pushing him into the golden coating as he furiously started to make out with him. the fat guy wrapped his arms around the other, his hands smearing cum onto the bearish guys hairy back as he locked lips with him.

the sound of lips smacking and tongues slurping started to fill the air, as the two men furiously made out as if they hadn't had action in a long time. the soun was incredibly pleasing to anthonys long ears as he found his huge cock start to pulse with his own arousal to the sounds of ecstacy.

the two males began to grind on each other as their hands groped and fondled as much of the other as they could. their hands smeared golden trails across the other, hands fondling as much as they oculd as they grabbed at whatever handfull of flesh they could. If they had seen Anthony at all, they clearly didn't care as they wanted each other as much as the other did.

a loud hiss emenated in the air as the vents bellowed out a huge cloud of steam. the two hungrily making out men vanished under the cloud as it enveloped them, only the faintly glimmering golden cum was visible through the cloud.

"Whats....ahppening.....to them?" anthony asked as he heard them start to moan louder, their gasps and moans sounding musical to his ears. There other sounds coming through that thick haze. the sound of flesh rippling and bones popping and grinding.

A queen needs her servants.

The steam covered the whole room and anthony fondled his huge cock with both hands, his fingers rubbing up and down his studded shaft as he pumped his huge shaft, panting through his thick lips to the pleasure he was feeling. This trails of pre were leaking from his pointed tip and through his fingers.

he leant back, propping himself up on one elbow as he kept stroking his cock, lifting up a leg and setting it on the stone slab. with new access he ran his other hand under his huge balls and started to run his golden coloured hole.

his moans mixed with the heavy moans from the steam as he easily found himself sliding a couple of his fingers into his hole, feeling how stretchable it was. and how easily he was able to slide his fingers in without much resistance. it was almost like his hole was prelubed and stretchy to almost anything.

he probed his depths, sinking his fingers in all the way as he fingered his entrance, panting as he stroked his fat cock, listening ot the men moan just in front of him. he could see the smeared golden cum move around in odd patterns and paths, which meant they were doing something he couldn't see. he could hear movement, and the soudns of flesh and bone changing was getting louder.

he pulled his fingers from his ass as he moved up on the slab, spreading his legs to each corner as his balls hung low. he reached down with both hands and spread his thick bubble cheeks apart as he leant back, exposing his golden hole as he leant back.

as he touched his hole with his fingers, his huge cock thumped back against his body, slapping at his large breasts. he instinctively humped with his hips, a finger from each hand sliding into his stretchy hole as his fat cock slid back and forth against his cleavage.

Anthony let out a moan as he humped back and forth, his fat cock drooling into his cleavage as it dribbled and spurted. a few spurts landed up against his neck and over his muzzle as he humped his cock against his breasts, his chest cushions bouncing back and forth with his movements.

with a wet sliding noise his cock bumped up at the base of his big breasts, and with one movement it pushed up between his tits, his fat cock pushing his breasts to each side as those two big balloons pressed in from both sides, adding a new stimulation as he kept on humping.

Anthony was moaning loudly as he titfucked himself, his fingers probing into his depths as he leant forward enough to wrap his plump lips around his own cockhead and started to stuck himself as he pleasured himself ot the moans of the men through the thick cloud of steam.

His ears pricked up as he heard that strange flesh and bone noises had suddenly stop, and then there was a loud dual gasping noise, followed by a splashing. the sound of two bodies thudding against one another and panting was heard for several long moments as Anthony sucked himself slowly.

The steam started to clear and anthony slowly pulled his lips off his cock as he saw two figures emerge slowly from the steam, almost like they were emerging from the shadows.

The bearish guy was now an actual bear. Tall with dark brown shaggy fur, he was muscled up all over, with thick bulging muscles that dripped with the water from the steam. a thick cock hung between his legs, swinging back and forth as the big bear swayed from side to side slowly, a big grin on his face.

the fat guy had become an elephant, and he had seemed to double in size. he seemed more heavily muscled then the bear, but that was probably due to the huge gut he was sporting. it hung over his waist, an equally huge and thick cock dangling between his legs.

Anthonys eyes went wide when he saw the two naked males, both covered in golden markings to rival his own. and his cock seemed to throb and spurt with renewed arousal just from the sight of them. There was cum dripping down between the elephants legs, while cum was drooling down the front of the bear.

A queen needs her servants. they are yours.

"You....you are mine" Anthony said as a smile began to creep across his face. "I am your queen. you will serve me" he said. The two big males suddenly sunk to one knee as they rather eagerly and willingly bowed in submission, their knees sinking into the thick pools of golden cum on the floor as they knelt in their proper place.

So command them. make them serve you. In my name.

"So show your queen how you serve. Fuck me" Anthony ordered as he tugged on his hole with his fingers, spreading his ring open invitingly. "Fuck me in the name our god Min. Fuck your queen and prove you're worthy of serving" he ordered as he held himself open.

The bear and the elephant both grinned as they stood up, their cocks inflating quickly as tehy walked over, fat shafts wagging back and forth. It took no time for them both to get hard and drooling as the elephant lifted his huge cock up, lining it up with anthonys golden hole as he simply shoved himself in hard.

Anthony cried out as his ring just simply stretched wide open, taking that huge fat cock with little to no effort as the huge elephant began to thrust between his fingers. He had to pull his hands away, his hole practically snapping snug aroudn that huge cock. The elehpants heavy body jiggled with each thrust forward, his grey skinned fat gut jiggled and wobbled like jello with each movement.

The bear moved to the other end, stroking his fat cock as he reached out and grabbed both of Anthonys ears in one hand. The jackal shemale almost screamed out from the literal smack to his face from the undescribable feeling of pleasure he had gotten from his ears being grabbed hard. That hard, rough grip on the tips of his ears was almost enough to make him cum hands free.

The bear tightened his grip, almost sensing the pleasure he was giving his queen as he gave it right to her. Anthony was unable to hold back, even if he wanted too as his cock couldn't take the pleasure it was dealt with as he suddenly orgasmed, thick ribbons of bright golden cum splattered up between his breasts and sprayed over his muzzle and his face, pouring over his shoulders and onto the floor and wall behind him.

The reason he didn't scream was because the moment he had opened his mouth the bear had shoved his cock into his mouth and buried it to the hilt, mashing the jackals face into his hairy crotch as he blew spunk all over himself.

Anthony found himself being fucked back and forht by the two horny males as he was spitroasted,his body being boucned between those two vigorously pumping cocks. his balls jiggled, his cock pumped between his bouncing breasts, his claws raked into the stonework under him and he drooled with crossed eyes.

The boy was loving every minute of it as he took the spitroasting like a pro.

He found himself smiling as he heard the door open and more walked into the room. the moment they tuoched the golden cum on the floor, he knew he had them. the change would be inevitable, only quickening when they gave into the lust that they were feeling.

ONe by one the men in the cruising spa would be converted. The idol in anthonys backpack would feed off the sexual energy they released, and increase in power with each one that coverted. and it would make Anythony grow more powerfull the more sex he had.

which he was in no danger of running low on. And the more that grew to serve their new queen, the more powerfull Min would eventually become. And he would do what a god was supposed to do.

Spread his rule.

"I told you, if you do'nt find that fucking idol, you will be fired" Simeon shouted at Charles as the big fat slobby man blew spittle with each shout.

"I do'nt know where it went" Charles explained for the hundredth time. "we catalogued it exactly. it arrived here in perfect condition with the other idols. and we placed it on the display as soon as it was out. I don't know where it oculd have gone, it's supposed to be on the display."

"Well clearly, IT ISN'T" Simeon shouted. "and if you don't find it, I will fire your ass. I don't care how long you've worked with me or the museum. your ass will be out on the street with my boot imprint on it" Simeon shouted out loud enough that his voice echoed around the museum.

"I ....I'll look around again" Charles said as he held up his hands to try and ward off the extremely angry man. "I swear, it's somewhere right around here. I'll find it, I promise" he said, visibly shrinking away from the fat man.

"Oh, there's no need for that. I have it right here."

The two men turned from their position in front of the sex deitys exhibit, to see a very strange sight walking their way. It was strange enough that both men forgot what they were arguing about as they stared in surprise.

A small horde of large humanoid animals of various different species were walking their way, each one marked and decorated in golden trims and designs, draped in white robes that wrapped around their bodies and, at the same time, did nothing to hide the fact they were all male. and they were all very well hung.

Leading them was a tall humanoid shemale jackal, with large breasts and a huge sheath and balls visble between his legs that showed through the very sheer looking white robe that draped aroumd its body. The way the jackal walked, its breasts jiggling and sheath wagging, and long dreads swishing back and forth, it walked like it was born from royalty.

In the jackals very large hands lay the missing idol.

"I'm going to return this, because we need to return it to the others" the jackal said with a smile as he handed it to a huge elephant at his side. "And i'd like to extend an invitation, for you to join us" he said.

"to..." was all charles said before the jackal grabbed him and suddenly planted a deep and forcefull kiss on his lips. And since he was between seven and eight feet tall, the jackal very easily overpowered the smaller adult male.

Simeon took a step back, eyes wide in horror as the could easily see the jackals tongue worm its way into charles mouth, the older male ceasing his struggling as he seemed torather easily submit and grab back at the huge jackal and pull him closer as he got more into it.

The two of them started a very heated make out session as they tongue wrestled and swapped saliva between them both, small human hands grabbing the jackals bubble ass and squeezing as the jackal held him in place with much larger hands.

THe fat greasy man turned to run but he was suddenly grabbed by a musclebound cheetah and a heavy set crocodile, both grinning at him as they pushed him to his knees. he looked up as the jackal pulled off charles, the older man panting hard and looking at the jackal with a lusty desiring gaze, and a very obvious bulge in his pants.

"You were very nice to me" the jackal said with a smile. "For that, I'm thankfull. And I extend this invitation to you willingly, of your own choice. Do you wish to join Mins servitude, and devote your life to the pleasure that he brings, by worshipping him and helping him to spread the invitation?"

"Yes" Charles said without hesitation, in one gasping breath. Anthony smiled down at him as he caressed the older males face with tenderness before nodding to a large musclebound lion and an equally large camel, both drapped in nothing but a loincloth that did nothing ot hide their huge soft cocks. THe two hunks smiled as they walked up to Charles and pulled the panting man between them as they bent down to make out with him, showing a gentle tenderness to the older man who had willingly joined them.

"You, on the other hand, uncle simeon" Anthony said with a smirk. "You don't get to choose. You're disrespect to this exhibit and all it stands for, is an affront. You are a dirty, disgusting oily sleaze who hides behind leadership and screams respect at everyone while thinking so highly of yourself you don't need to show any" Anthony said as the fat whimpering man was held in place.

"I think you can miss out on the pleasure, till you learn to serve me properly. my followers need some entertainment while we extend the invitation to the other workers. They will get to choose, as they have been kind to this exhibit" Anthony said as he snapped his fingers behind him. The horde behind him smiled and bowed as they began to spread out, to seek out the other museum workers.

Simeon could only watch on in horror and despair as Anthony began to remove his clothes, revealing his gorgeous shemale form as he turned to join the threesome that was starting behind him. And as the day wore on, each of the museum workers were invited into the servitude of Min and changed accordingly, all willing and eager to serve their new queen as they flooded Anthony over and over again in an orgy that seemed to never end, infront of the statue of Min.

And one very fat hippo was forced to sit in the cornor, unable to even touch his stubby fat cock as he was denied the pleasure so willingly given to the others.