Saga of The Night God



Erwin had just finished his self-inflicted torture, leaving him with a sweaty body. As he sat on the bed, he struggled to feel like he was in his own body. Gathering strength for his next move, he attempted to stand up, but before he could fully adjust to his new body, someone opened the door to his room.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Where is Erwin?" Leila's tone was threatening, one hand clutching something behind her back while the other was poised defensively.

The person she confronted had purple hair and silver eyes, reminiscent of Erwin, but noticeably taller by almost a foot. Erwin, who was originally just a cute 10-year-old kid and about 4 feet tall, now looked older and stood at almost six feet.

With a strained smile, Erwin replied, "Whoa, so many questions at once, Leila. It's me, Erwin."

"No, you're not! Tell me who you are!" Leila demanded, refusing to believe his words.

Erwin felt irritated by the situation. He contemplated revealing his private parts to Leila, confident that the image of his penis he had ingrained in her mind would remain indelible until her demise, thus convincing her of his identity.

Erwin let out a sigh, realizing that even if he disclosed their previous sexual encounter, Leila would likely dismiss it as a result of Erwin's supposed torture. "I understand that you won't believe me, even if I tell you about our sexual encounter and my attempt to fuck you in the ass, which I ultimately abandoned. However, you still remember my dick, don't you? Why don't I show you, and you can then decide who I truly am?"

Struggling to do so, Erwin lowered his pants, revealing his penis. Leila, still in a defensive posture, couldn't help but widen her eyes in shock as her gaze fell upon the organ that had both tormented and pleasured her on that day. She looked at Erwin, her voice filled with concern. "What happened to you, Erwin?"

Leila rushed towards Erwin, witnessing his body's struggle, and supported him by embracing him with her own body. Erwin smiled and responded to her question, "Not much, just made some changes to my body. Don't you think I look more handsome now?"

As Leila gazed at Erwin's transformed face, now more ruggedly handsome than cute, her cheeks flushed with a blush. Erwin noticed her blushing and wondered to himself, 'Why is she blushing? Could it be because I look this handsome?' He questioned himself, intrigued by her reaction.

"Can you assist me in lying down?" Erwin requested, and Leila aided him in reclining. However, his penis remained exposed and had visibly enlarged.

With a flushed face, Leila glanced at his penis area, and Erwin noticed her lingering gaze. He smirked and said, "Unfortunately, I can't move, but if you desire, you can hop on it on your own and enjoy yourself."

Leila's blush deepened as she averted her gaze from the partially erect penis. She shook her head, trying to regain her composure. However, the thought of why she had eagerly come here crossed her mind, prompting her to steal another glance at it. But then, she looked back at Erwin's face and expressed her concern, "But you're not feeling well?"

"Oh, I don't mind. I'll be fine soon. In the meantime, I can enjoy watching you ride my dick," Erwin replied, his smile unwavering.

Leila smiled back, but with her face lowered, she nodded in acknowledgment. Erwin, observing her agreement, continued, "then hurry, undress and started riding it."

Leila swiftly followed Erwin's command, undressing herself in mere seconds. She then removed Erwin's pants, revealing his erect penis. Without wasting any time, she straddled herself on top of him, surprising Erwin with her speed. He couldn't help but admire her naked body, noticing her perfectly sized breasts with erect pink nipples and a small bush of black hair above her wet vagina.

Erwin, observing Leila's lustful gaze, chuckled to himself and instructed, "Begin by grinding your vagina on it."

"ahh." Leila wasted no time, eagerly following Erwin's command. With a seductive smile, she began to move her hips, grinding her wet and eager vagina against his erect penis. As her folds parted, the hot and hard sensation of his penis made her moan at the mere touch.

Her hand rested on Erwin's stomach, feeling the hardness beneath his shirt. Curious, she pulled the fabric slightly to reveal his firm muscles. Erwin's skin was slightly sticky from perspiration, but Leila didn't mind as she enjoyed the sensation of his muscles beneath her soft palms. Meanwhile, her intimate area also savored the contrasting sensation of something rock hard against its supple skin.

Leila wasted no time and proceeded to unbutton Erwin's shirt, gradually exposing his upper body. The pill had transformed Erwin's physique entirely. His previously unassuming frame now showcased lean and toned muscles, exuding a captivating allure. These muscles held their own seductive power and charm, capable of captivating women's desires just as women's body captivated Erwin's lust.

Leila's hands roamed hungrily across his transformed body, exploring the newly defined contours. Sensing her touch, Erwin couldn't help but ask, "Do you like my body?"

Leila nodded, her desire evident in her eyes. Leaning forward, she increased the pressure on his erect penis and whispered, "I love them."

With this, Leila's desire intensified as she pressed her lips against Erwin's, engaging in a passionate kiss. Simultaneously, her hips began to move in a sensual rhythm, guiding Erwin's erect penis to the between her wet folds. With deliberate and enticing motions, she stroked his length from the base to the tip, showcasing the sensual movements of her hips.

With a powerful surge of passion, she pressed her lips against his, her gaze filled with desire as she beheld his now matured countenance. "May I take it in?" she inquired, seeking permission, eliciting a sense of satisfaction in Erwin through her submissive demeanor.

Erwin's hands had regained a measure of authority, tenderly caressing her bosom, when he caught her sweet words, prompting a smile. He granted her permission, assuring her, "Of course you may partake in it."

"thanks." Expressing gratitude, Leila acknowledged Erwin's permission and elevated her hips a bit higher. With deliberate intent, she seized Erwin's erect member, positioning it at the threshold of her intimate opening. As she poised herself, she gradually descended, allowing a portion of his length to penetrate her. Her velvety folds accommodated the girth of Erwin's impressive shaft, accommodating its size.

With meticulous and measured movements, Leila orchestrated a gradual descent of her hips, savoring every sensation that washed over her. Pleasure intermingled with focused determination, causing an array of emotions to flicker across her face. As her eyelids fluttered shut, she immersed herself in the ecstasy of each throb and pulse, acutely aware of the prominent veins that traced Erwin's rigid member, stimulating her sensitive inner walls.

Erwin's hands found solace upon Leila's velvety-smooth, supple thighs, their gentle caresses resonating against the backdrop of her tensed body. She strived to find a delicate balance, fighting the instinct to tense her muscles, allowing the path to acceptance of his engorged phallus to become an easier journey.

Erwin's gaze remained fixed upon the scene before him, a ravenous hunger reflected in his eyes as Leila's yearning, moistened folds greedily consumed the length of his manhood. A symphony of sensations coursed through their intertwined bodies as the threshold between pleasure and desire blurred. In this intimate embrace, only half of his member remained outside, teasingly whispering of the untold pleasures yet to be explored, while the other half nestled deeply within her, basking in the warmth and sanctity of her sacred sanctuary.

With one final, determined push, Leila descended fully onto Erwin, surrendering herself to the culmination of their desire. The exertion drained her of strength, leaving her body languid and pliant. The moment the entirety of his throbbing phallus made contact with her innermost depths, a profound connection was forged, sending waves of ecstasy through her being.

"You've done well," Erwin praised, his voice filled with admiration. He tenderly traced his fingers along the contours of Leila's trembling thighs, acknowledging her efforts. Her chest heaved with each labored breath, evidence of the heightened arousal that consumed her.

"Now, my dear, focus on acclimating yourself to this form," Erwin encouraged, his words carrying a subtle hint of guidance.

Leila, her body now attuned to the exhilaration coursing through her veins, eagerly absorbed Erwin's instructions. With an air of anticipation, she shifted her focus to embracing the unique shape and sensations that their intimate connection bestowed upon her.

Erwin, ever the attentive partner, observed Leila's every movement and reaction with a mix of admiration and desire. As her breathing intensified, he marveled at the symphony of emotions playing across her face. A spark of anticipation danced in his eyes, a silent invitation for Leila to explore the depths of her own pleasure.

Leaning closer, Erwin whispered in a husky voice, "Feel the contours, the firmness, and the delicate intricacies. Let your body acquaint itself with this new sensation." His hands, like skilled artists, continued their gentle exploration, tracing the curves of her thighs and caressing the tender skin of her innermost desires.