Contributor: Rob Bliss - - We created ourselves a god of lust because the religion of our fathers and grandfathers repressed our sexuality since birth. Before our births, for eons. That religion forbade too much – what to eat, how to dress, how to think – it should’ve known some of its adherents would rebel. We prayed to every pagan god whose name we knew. Chanted and sacrificed to all of them. Then we picked up the girl, drunk and self-drugged, from a night club. Wandering in the parking lot, puking, pissing, wanting to be a whore. We took her to the cabin. She slept for the ride, awoke on our altar. The gods granted our wish. Transformed her. Vaginas and penises and mouths and milking breasts sprouted across her bloated body. She was sixteen feet tall, fat, couldn’t move off the altar. We fucked her and were fucked by her. Our members...

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Author: Rob Bliss