The source

by TestoWriter

 An archeologist is trying to find the source of all mythological gods. He finds much more than what he was looking for.

Added: Sep 2021 Updated: 2 Oct 2021 5,208 words 5,300 views 5.0 stars (21 votes)

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Pages of a dusty book found on the dirt near an abandoned campsite:

I think I found it. All the clues from the maps, artifacts, and books lead to this place on the top of these mountains. [A sketch of a map and a mountain range near Mongolia followed on the page.]

According to legend, this is the birthplace of all gods. Every myth of all ancient civilizations spoke of gods coming from afar and this might be the place where they theoretically originated. If this is true, there might be some archeological evidence in the mountains. This expedition will be a huge success if I can prove that all civilizations’ myths came from one pace and split up throughout the world.


First day of expedition:

We have made it to the place on the map and there is nothing for us here, but that is to be expected. This civilization should have predated all others so excavation will be key. My guide has assembled the campsite for the week. I have very little time to study the place but if I find anything, I can petition for an extension.


Day two of expedition:

After two days of excavation, I have turned nothing of worth to my research. There are still some areas of interest but those are becoming far and few between.

Tomorrow is the last day here and this expedition was a complete failure. I will continue my excavation in hopes of finding at least one shred of proof that I am on the right path. I will spend the night poring over all the evidence again to check for the millionth time if it all points here. I cannot let this opportunity pass me.

There might have been some miscalculation with the initial charts I was using. Not much but enough to land me a few miles from the place I should have been in the first place. Six miles to be exact. I feel so embarrassed for having made such a trivial mistake and the guide is refusing to stay with me. At this point, I have two options: I stay and head to the new place on the map without my guide and hope I find my way back if that also turns out to be wrong. Or I can head back to the nearest town with my guide and leave here with nothing.

I’ve waited too long to stop now. I’ve gotten this far. I’m going to the second site.


Last day of expedition:

After speaking with the guide and slipping him some extra cash, he gave me all I will need to set up camp and some additional water. I’ll only have enough for three more days. I will begin my work immediately once I get there.


First day at the new site:

I’ve started the excavation and this is promising. Remains of what could be broken pottery have been located in one of my first dig sites. I quickly expanded the site and I kept finding more and more remains. In one, there was a blurry depiction of a human-looking shape. It was extremely worn and could not make too much of it now. From what I can see, the closer I dig to the mountainside, the more likely I am to find the pottery shards. Tomorrow I will dig near the mountain base.


Day two at the new site:

What I am finding is incredible. I am finding full figures of clay with inscriptions on their base. They depict a hat that seems to be a male figure. It’s very worn down but one thing is sure, this depiction of the male figure is very male. Its phallus is erect. All the figurines have this distinction. The inscription is hard to translate but it seems to talk about some type of force.

I must make tomorrow count as I will run out of food and water. But I can’t give up now! I know I am on the right path to finding more evidence.


Day three at the new site:

I can’t believe my eyes and on my last day here! Digging into the back of the cave, I uncovered what seems to be a giant false wall about the size of a seven-story building. The inscriptions of the same writing were all over it. After some time, I was able to decipher something about a “Primal Force.” I did not know what to make of this and if I had more time I would have studied it longer and try my best to better document what I found, but I needed to see what was behind the wall.

I attempted to make a small cavity to carefully break off the wall but as soon as I did it all came crumbling down and once open, what I assume to be the pressure of trapped within came out as a huge gust.

I walked for about a mile through a path carved into the very mountain. No decorations or inscriptions on the wall. Just bare giant walls. After about almost five miles of walking, I came into a grand room. You could fit a whole football field in here. All carved into the mountain. It’s all bare but for some statues of what seem to be erect men along the walls, very few and far between. The statues I could see close by must have been about 16 feet tall with very muscular features and an erect phallus much like the clay figures, but this time carved out of the mountain itself. All these statues face one at the center of the room—the largest one. A huge colossus.

Easily larger than anything the room, it depicted a similar potent masculinity to the smaller statues. It’s a male figure with extremely well-defined muscle, the striations on the rock muscles visible from a distance and veins everywhere. Even its massive penis was covered in veins. Some seemed to come out of the massive balls. I could see high up, the huge globes of its pecs ended on large nipples. From a far below they looked like smaller cocks with veins from the pecs running on them. Looking near the statue’s massive veiny feet I saw the same inscription I had deciphered the other day from the small clay figures: “Primal Force.”

I don’t know what happened but thinking of that made me know how to read it, and in a tongue foreign to me I felt compelled to say it. I did not know how to say it before, but I did now, and when I did all the statues lit up with a soft white glow. The glow concentrated on to the penis and shot out to the larger statue’s and it began to fill up with the other statues’ glow. As the other statues dimmed the main statue started to light up with a bright white luminescence.

A smell like a strong musk began to fill the room. It smelled like nothing I had ever smelled before but at the same time so familiar. It was strong, heavy, earthy, raw powerful, masculine, sweaty and many other things that I could not quite describe. The smell immediately reacted with me and I couldn’t help but become erect.

The glow on the large statue started to concentrate on the testicles until they shown like two bright light bulbs. The smell got heavier and I had to let my erect penis free and jerk. As soon as I let my penis out the glow shoot out of the statue’s penis and into my erect cock. The feeling was like nothing else. Pure orgasmic pleasure! It was nothing that I have ever experienced before. I yelled in pleasure. It was all I could do. I could feel this with every cell in my body and couldn’t move throughout the whole experience. My penis emptied every last bit of semen in me. The glow kept pouring into me and the feeling continued. After a while, I could not shoot anymore and I endured one dry orgasm after another.

As the glow flowed into me and the waves of orgasm spread through me, I could remember things… Not my personal memories but still memories, all jumbled and fragmented. I couldn’t make sense of what was going on or what I was seeing. It was too much information mixed with an intense feeling all at once. I could see people from different times… different civilizations… I don’t know what I saw. It was like having access to millions of books but only seeing one page of each.

As the last of the glow faded into me, I fell to the ground and couldn’t move. I was mentally and physically exhausted and covered in sweat. The smell of musk was gone and my legs were covered in all the semen I had released. It felt like I had been enduring the experience for years, centuries even.

I struggled to my feet and headed to my campsite in the darkness of the night. I had definitely been there for hours. In the back of my mind, I knew had no more food and water for tomorrow but I didn’t have the time to think about that so I kicked off my shoes and quickly fell asleep.

Next day after the event:

I woke up and remembered strange dreams, similar to yesterday’s flashes during the “unique” experience. I don’t even know how else to describe it. At this point, my expedition was no longer what I had planned; I was alone in the middle of a mountain range with no food or water and a strange cave with glowing statues. What did I get myself into? I don’t know and don’t even know if I will make it out of this alive. The closest town is a nine-day trek through the mountainside. I knew I was stuck. At this point, all I could do was explore as many of the ruins as possible, maybe find food and water, and document everything in the hopes that someone would come across this if things did not work out for me.

As I got up, I could feel my arms were not the same. I looked down at my hands, and they looked a little larger. I could not tell. Between the dreams and memories, I felt that my body was different but also familiar, so I let it go. I got up and noticed that everything was a bit off, stature-wise. I knew I was 5’11, 186 pounds, not muscular by all means but more so lean and somewhat athletic. After all, these expeditions definitely took a toll on the body.

When I got up, I felt slightly taller. It was odd but I did not have time to get sidetracked. I needed to get back to the cave so I tried to put on my shoes. They were a very snug fit. I had to curl my toes in. This was most definitely noticeable and very odd but I had to go and document as much of the cave as possible. Find out what happened yesterday. And a part of me wanted to know if I could cause it to happen again.

I hurried back and saw the cave wide open as I remembered it. I walked through the miles-long corridor to the large central chamber at the heart of the mountain. As I approached, I could vividly remember yesterday’s feeling. My body began to feel heavy and my penis started to swell in my pants. As I approached, the feeling got more and more intense. I began to run down the hall in excitement. I kicked off the poorly fitting shoes and made it into the chamber to my horror.

The statues! They were all reduced to nothing. A pile of rubble now was present where they once were. A massive pile of rocks and dust occupied the place of the magnificent central colossal figure. They were all broken down to almost dust. There was no way to tell what they once were but how could this have happened? Did someone do this? Am I not alone? And if someone did do this, why and how did they reduce giant stone statues into dusk overnight? Specifically, the central colossus?

I felt disappointed and confused. I kept looking around for clues as to what could have happened. There was no sign that anyone was here and no hint as to what happened to these spectacular artifacts. As I made my way to the central pile of rubble, I started to remember things. Flashes of memories similar to yesterday. I stopped in place as more flashes came in. I remember a man walking in here. I don’t know when but somehow, I know it was long ago. He walked in fully nude, muscular, and somewhat erect. As he walked up to the colossus, he asked it something. What…? Another flash… He asked for power. The statue lights up similarly to what had happened yesterday. The man floated in the air as he began to be filled with the glow. He started to grow. First more muscle. He roared in pleasure as the transformation took place. He began to stretch more and more. Until he was sixteen feet tall. The muscles quickly covered his new frame as thick veins throbbed all over this enormous body. His cock grew as his balls swelled they jerked and throbbed as the glow entered them. He roared and roared in pleasure as he sprayed his huge load all over the room. Torrents of semen leaving this throbbing godly rod. He began to glow in a similar light as the transformation began to subside. As he reached his new divine form and began to be lowered into the ground, a new statue was starting to form in the chamber. It was one of the smaller statues, similar in build to the god-like being created. As he reached the ground, now 10 feet tall, over muscular, with a faint glow covering his whole body. He thanked the colossus and said he would start a new line of gods in his land. His name was Kronos. But… how… how do I know all of this?

What happened to him… to Kronos? And how do I know this? I felt as though I was there. Like it was my memory. It was similar to what happened to me but not the exact same. For one, I am still relatively the same size. I didn’t turn into a 16-foot muscle-bound titan. And… most importantly, a statue was created when he finished his transformation. None were created when whatever happened to me or none that I know of. I was extremely exhausted afterward, so I might not be recalling this correctly. But… in the end, my experience clearly had different results.

I decided to leave the cave and look for clues as to what could have caused these statues to crumble. Whoever it was, they must have used some type of heavy machinery which means there must be tracks. As I walked the tunnel and as I got closer to the exit, I started to notice that it was dark again. All I could see was the twinkle of the stars. But how? I arrived here early in the morning. Even with the trek through the tunnel, it should at least be the afternoon. How long was I in there hallucinating?

As I made my way to the campsite, I noticed that I was not hungry or thirsty. A whole day had passed by and I’ve hadn’t had any food or water, not that I had any. As I got ready to go to bed and took mu clothing off, I noticed more leaner muscles. Now I know that’s different. I saw abs, I’ve been fit but never abs fit! I took my pants and looked down at my penis. It felt different for some reason. I instinctually grabbed it and I had another memory flash before me.

I saw the landscape from above. The mountain looked familiar… it was this mountain! I noticed someone. A man covered in with some animal fur. Perhaps a hunter/gather lifestyle? I began to lower in altitude and head to the man. I’m speeding up. I’m going to crash into him. I got to stop. Stop!

I came back to reality and noticed that the area in front of me was covered in cum. I had been standing in place, holding my hard ejaculating cock this whole time. I looked down at it a saw it have a familiar soft glow. Similar glow to that of Kronos… not more similar to the glow of the statues in the cave. Its clear that something was happening to me. But I needed to see this through. A feeling I can’t quite describe but I need to know more. No… more like remember more.

As I realized that I needed to remember more my penis got harder again. I looked down and the glow had intensified. I felt something radiating from my glowing testicles and into my body. It was a feeling that I could only describe as pure power. I needed to see this through and part of that was letting whatever was happening to me happen.

At this point a wave of orgasmic pleasure coursed through me. It was just like the first event. A feeling that stood up every hair on my body and brought me to my knees as I moaned and grunted. I needed more and as I thought that I could feel my balls respond. They released more into me but this time I was ready to accept it. The feeling spread through my body and my muscles responded in kind as they began to throb. The glow now started to spread out from my package and started to cover my whole body.

This time I needed it. I remember Kronos, how he felt as he became a titan. I remember what the statue did to him. What I… did to him?!?

I don’t know what happened. I began to give off a glow as intensely as the colossus did yesterday. I tossed my head back and let out a long grunt as waves of pure bliss radiated through me. I felt every muscle on my body stain and throb and then I began to feel myself lifting off the ground. A feeling of power and masculinity filling every inch of me. My muscle kept pushing and pulling on my body. Slowly growing as they pulsed and soon I had gotten to the point that my clothes could not contain me anymore. With one final pump, all my clothes ripped clean of me and I was left a glowing nude man suspended in mid-air moaning in pleasure as the event transpired.

I needed this. I did not want it to stop. It felt right. My muscles kept growing and growing. I started to notice veins popping all over my arms, chest and legs. Muscles soon were going to overrun my body. My cock kept jerking and spraying precum every other second as waves of power pulsed from my growing balls. I remember tossing my head back and letting out the loudest, deepest roar I had ever produced as my body began to stretch out longer and longer. My cock could no longer take more and with one final continuous roar I exploded. Letting out a torrent of glowing white thick cum. My body was convulsing in mid-air as I came for minutes on end.

When it was over, the glow that covered me began to reside and I slowly descended to the cum covered ground. I was completely changed. Bigger. By far larger than any man that could have ever existed. I can assume that I must have been over 10 feet at that point. I walked over to the campsite and took a shirt of mine. A size large. It looked like I was holding children’s clothing and could only fit my arm through the shirt. There was no way that could cover any part of myself. My feet were too long and wide to even attempt to fit into my size 11 boots. At the most, I was able to get three of my toes into the shoe.

I took a moment to examine my body. It had clearly gained a tremendous amount of height and muscle mass. I was not as large as the statues but a close second. Unfortunately, I am without any measurement tools or mirror to examine myself, but I have gained considerable mass. My skin looks to be well pressed on to every curb of every muscle and criss-cross with veins from head to toe. Something else that was apparent was the size of my male organs. My penis had grown tremendously. I would not be surprised if it was well over 12 inches in length with a great deal of girth, even in its soft state. My balls felt heavy and hung low between my veiny quads. Each now larger than a grapefruit gave a soft low glow. It was clear that they were the catalyst for whatever had just happened to me. Just as you can feel your heart beating or your lungs expand with air, I could feel my testicles churn. I felt a large part of my very being was in them and I was determined to find out more.


Day two after the event:

I did not feel sleepy at all last night. I could no longer fit into my sleeping bag as I was now longer than my whole campsite. Writing this had even become cumbersome as trying to thread a needle now that my fingers are too big for the pen.

Last night, I spent some time testing my new body. My long legs are allowing me to run at incredible speeds. I must weigh almost half a ton at every time I hit the ground with my feet; they sunk in from the weight. Especially when trying to jump. The size and strength of my legs have allowed me to clear about a third of the mountain on one jump.

As I attempted to scale the mountain last night, I also took a misstep and fell several miles down. I rolled down and crashed into many jagged boulders on the way down but I did not feel a thing. There wasn’t even a scratch on my body. My body seems to be densely packed to the point that incidents like that are of no concern. To further this test, I hopped to the snow-covered summit. My feet sunk into the snow and ice and I also noticed that could not feel the discomfort of the extreme cold or even lack of oxygen from the altitude. I wonder what, if any, are the limits of this “invulnerability,” so I just threw myself into the abyss. I knew nothing was going to happen to me, but as I accelerated speed, a portion of me was concerned about my mortality. As that concern grew, I felt a rush of power course through me from my balls. They immediately lit up and all my muscles tensed up as my cock got hard. I had stopped falling. I was levitating in mid-air. I did not know how I did it or how to stop it but the feeling left almost as quickly as it came. My cock returned to a flaccid state, the glow on testicles diminished and I continued to fall and eventually hit the ground. I got up as nothing had happened.

I don’t know how I manage to make myself levitate. Attempts to recreate that have been unsuccessful. I have even masturbated, and while the constant glow from my testicles does intensify as I become hard and I am filled with this huge rush of primal force. No luck in levitating.

I’ve also noticed that I haven’t felt hungry or thirsty at all since two days back. Nor I felt tried, even after ejaculating. Every time I bring myself to orgasm the feeling intensifies and I feel even more energized.


Day three after the event:

I knew that I needed to learn more and I am sure that the archeological record might hold some answers. I headed back to the cave entrance. This time did not feel like the last time. Something was different, of course, I was now larger than any man in existence but it wasn’t that. I felt as though I had been here before… not earlier in the week but millions of years ago.

I looked around the entrance and tried to sort around broken pieces ancient of clay pots carefully. The new size of my hands made this a very difícil experience as they were now three times the size of a dinner plate. Eventually, I came across another clay figurine with its male organs prominently featured. I looked it for a few minutes and felt some connection to this figure as if somehow I knew it was me. But how could that be? I am 27 years old and this figure was millions of years old.

As I looked at the figure, I became erect again. I started to feel a very familiar feeling again, just like when I first transformed into this. I dropped the figure and started to head to the cave entrance. Walking through the hall brought about that same familiar feeling which intensified the feeling of power in me. With each step I could see the glow of my balls growing and growing and a sense of pure masculine energy being released from them into me. I began to grunt and released a stream of pre cum as I walked down the path to the center chamber. As I got closer, the glow started to cover my body, my muscles and veins throbbed, and the feeling intensified to the point that It became difficult to move. I wanted to toss myself to the ground and just jerk off but I felt compelled to keep moving. I held my pre cum spewing cock with one hand and used the other to steady myself on the cave wall as I strained to keep my eyes open and gaze forward.

By the time I forced myself into the central chamber, I could barely stand. My cock was actively pumping out a constitutional stream of pre cum and every vein on my glowing body was vigorously throbbing. I immediately started to levitate as soon as I took one step into the chamber and began floating to where the central colossus once stood.

This feeling is as new. It felt more primal than any I had felt yet. As I looked down at the rubble that was once the colossus, my balls released a huge amount of power into that I immediately roared in pain and my body violently flailed as my cock was forced to release a highly thick glowing cum that moved out of me slowly floated in front of me as it gathers. The cum was so thick that I could feel every bit of its journey; from it being forcefully squirted out of my ball, through my prostate, up my shaft and eventually out through my cock head. I roared none stop as my muscular body recoiled in mid air. This was the first time over the last three days that I had felt genuine pain. It was as if my very life and male essence was being pulled out of me. As the last bead of thick cum left the tick of my cock, the thick glowing cum started to move slowly through the room and small globs of it started to float onto of the other smaller piles of rubble that were ones the smaller statues and illuminating the whole cave.

The feeling changed again. I felt weaker after having so much of myself forced out of me but this feeling was as intense as last time just more enjoyable. I feel power flow through me in a quick rate. It was filling every bit of me fast and once every last bit of me was filled to the brim, I started to grow again. I enjoyed it. I welcomed it. I did know what I would become but it felt right. As I opened myself to the experience, the dust and rubble under me that was once the colossus began to float up to meet me. I looked at the huge shapeless cloud of dust in-front of me as I grunted with pleasure feeling my body grow. The cloud began to quickly approach my manhood and my cock head began to absorb it into my. I felt the power I had lost return to me I continued to grow. Taller, more muscular, more powerful. My glow was shining brighter than ever before. I felt my nipples growing longer and larger. The veins on my pecs throbbing as they began to connect on to my longer nipples. They began to get hard and as they did, they too started to absorb the cloud of dust. I roared and roared in pleasure my voice boomed louder and louder as I grew.

Finally, the last of the rubble was absorbed into me and my nipples and cock released their load. My pecs bounced as my nipples came at full force. I had finished growing. Far larger than how Kronos got on during the flashback. Roughly 26 feet in height yet still not as large as the colossus that I had absorbed. I continued to cum for hours and my whole body throbbed as I released my manly essence. I enjoyed every second of it. I felt right! As my orgasm began to subside, I started to be lower back to the ground and the glow receded to my balls. They now shone bring.

I was now a massive figure. I looked down at my pecs and admired my nipples. Almost cocklike appendages that still had some cum dripping from them even in their flaccid state. I was starting to resemble the colossus more and more. I needed to know more.

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