Arceus and Human, reverse genders from original story

I suppose I should feel privileged, or at least very lucky. Sadly, all I can feel right now is the thickest and most perfectly sized cock plunged deeply inside me like a key in a lock.

“You’re welcome.”

I wish he’d stop doing that. It’s somewhat off putting when you’re receiving god-like thrusts from a handsome man and all he does is answer you when you think. Well…I don’t care about that. I feel him slide another inch inside of me, which is actually takes a lot of concentration on my end, and I fight not to climax prematurely like some slut to be tossed aside. God, this is good.

“Don’t use my name in vain, miss.”

With that  stern tone he has, I can’t tell if he’s being earnest or just fucking with me. That blank face doesn’t help either, since it’s not exactly real and since he’s the one on top, I can’t really get a good look at it.
But wait a second, just what’s going on here? Why is the most powerful shaft in all of creation being given to me? And why is he using his front legs to try to grasp my hips like my own kind would so ungraciously do so? At least he’s a gentlemen. Anyway, as I was saying…

“Are you going to talk to yourself all evening or are you going to cum soon? I won’t give you my seed until you cum first. I am a gentleman, like you said.”

You have no idea what that voice does to me. He’s like a combination of your first high school crush and that guy who works at the coffee shop who is stupidly hot. Sweet, young, handsome, but also mature and experienced. Everything he fills my ears with is ingenious, naïve even, and yet every single word is laden with innuendo. And then there’s his powerful majestic body.

White from end to end. Not just white like as in person, no this man was white as snow, literally. From the very tips of the toes he can’t quite get right to the tips of his flowing hair that’s as long as his glorious cock.

“My head gets cold like this,” He explains, prodding my back with one of his front legs. It’s like being jabbed by a fire poker fresh from the fire. Not that anything could turn me away from this divine mating tool. That thought seems to satisfy him, so he grips my hips and bucks into me harder than before, his grip on my child-bearing hips holding me tightly while his cock burrows into my slick and on-edge cunt.

I’m sorry, did I just say his front legs? Yeah, he’s not great at holding me without hands.

“I could drop the façade, if you would prefer milady.”

Holy shit, it’s like he’s fucking me in my ear. With his powerful booming voice. How does that even work? I should shut up, I can’t be giving him more ideas.

I’m too late, I turn my head around to look above me to catch his eyes and then all of reality just alters around me. He rewrites the rules to suit his own whims, and right now that involves his tongue sliding into my head, right into my brain, right into my mind. It’s the most horrible, and the most uncomfortable thing I’ve ever felt, but holy fuck it feels good. He just reaches right in and starts playing with my neurons, rearranging my consciousness like it’s just a toy for him to play with.

I can’t stop myself from backing into him. Not that I’d want to, of course. This masculine beast may be the most disturbing, frightening, and confusing male I think I’ve ever met and he may be in fact a giant white llama with a crazy metal skirt on, but that doesn’t mean he’s not the most incredible fuck I’ve ever experienced. He’s barely half-way inside of me and I think if I stop holding on at all, I might cum to death all over his divine cock. He’s so fucking thick, like a metal, but warm and with a soft and smooth flesh like some divine appendage reaching deep inside like a living tentacle that knows every single crack of flesh and massages you from the inside out.

If I’m a bit incoherent, it’s because I’m losing my mind being fucked by the creator of everything.

“Flattered.”

There’s no way any woman could take this kind of punishment. I’m going to die. I know, with decisive finality, that I’m going to die. Any moment now I’m going to cum, and he will fill me with his holy seed until my body is full of nothing but him. If I had any sort of sense at all, I’d push him away from mounting me and run.

But I just cannot resist his glory.

“No one ever can,” He reassures me, as if apologizing to a misbehaving child. “Just relax and enjoy yourself, cum as hard as you can young human. In return, I will bestow upon you a holy child in your womb."

As hard as I can? If this keeps  up, I’m just going to explode enough to fill a pool. My vagina feels ravished like it’s been drained of everything, and I’ve got the most intense orgasm of my life brewing with in me just waiting to erupt. Why am I holding back? That isn’t what girls normally do, right?

“Then don’t. Accept me. Open yourself up to my holy seed.”

I’ve decided it’s not worth accepting life after something like this, because really what could ever top this. I gave in and propped myself further up, or rather turned into god’s personal slut by accepting everything he had to offer and feel him rail me into oblivion.

“Aaaahhhn!” The creator of everything, blessed be his name, looks surprised as if he wasn't expecting my soft underling cunt to grip him like that because he’s been reading my mind this whole time. Time to give him a smile beyond anything, but he doesn't have a mouth…

“There we go! That’s a good little bitch! Stop clinging to your mortality and scream my name! Accept my life’s fluid!”

He has an…interesting way of being lewd, but I don’t care. I’m going to accept this all-powerful man-llama-thing like no tomorrow. Every time his hips impact my rear, it feels like my whole body turns into dust, and everything else goes with it. I can’t stop moaning. Feeling his thick heavy balls smack against my underside is just too primal. Turning my head occasionally to see the look on his featureless face that somehow still manages to look flushed with lustful excitement.

“Do it,” He whispers in my brain. All four of his legs push into my body with the force that would destroy any woman. In this case though it just splits me in two, stretching my aching pussy apart with the endless force of his powerful majestic  and thick holy shaft until the tip makes contact with the back of my womb.

“I’m cumming. Feel the seed that created your ancestors, that fertilized your world, let my cock fill you with holy seed.”

I reach out to nothing as I feel his hips pile-drive into me one last time as Arceus’ perfect cock is forced into my womb and I scream out his name in a pleasure haze as I orgasm with god in a powerful ecstasy…forever.

(Literally changed the genders from the original story, I take no credit and this is solely for other's enjoyment.)