The villain licked his lips. He could feel the souls of those women he had devoured inside of him, stored inside him as data, eternally pleasured, eternally devoted. Technically, he should be fatter from devouring them all, but he had found that his shape was malleable, the nanites giving him full control over every aspect of his body.
Naturally, he'd made himself incredibly handsome and given himself a bigger dick. (Converting his slavegirls to cum, now there was an idea...)
He rode the rifts between worlds, the nanites giving him vastly increased intelligence. So much so that his desire to learn and become godly should have overwhelmed his lust, but the young man had been through years of not having his desires fulfilled. Now that he had power, he wasn't about to let go of it.
Besides - Zeus was a god and he was the King of Horndogs.
He'd take what he wanted. Take WHO he wanted. He'd make a paradise for himself. Breed women (hell, maybe some cute guys too) right in their own beds. And nothing in the world could stop him. He'd feast on the beauties of the multiverse and make them his own.
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