Chapter 22

Seven hours later...

“This was a very nice little deal for us, but I think that we need to correct one thing,” Ben smiled as he zapped every member of my group in turn.

That they stood there and accepted the zapping from the Converter was a bit surprising, too, though the biggest part was that the Xenarians didn’t zap me at all. I stood there with my mouth gaping wide before Ben winked at me and I felt Julia’s ass open up for me. Just then, she entered Claire from above, so we could do a train. Well, the train wasn’t complete until Ben pushed his own alien dick up my butthole.

“Relax, my knowledge of Converters is a bit more advanced than yours, dear man, and I know how to tweak personalities a little better than you do, though you’ll get better. Trust me on that point. I didn’t change too much about them. Just one key detail. Everything else about these glorious lovers ours is all the same as before. Think that I’d change one delicious iota of their core psyches? Fuck, no!” Ben grunted as he probed me deep and hard with his cock up my ass.

“What ... detail?” I asked while pushing back at him with my hips and also far inside Julia’s splendid bottom.

“That’s simple. Instead of being broken into smaller cells, triads, quads, or whatever, now every human in this growing cult or faction of yours is slavishly devoted to you. Remember, as I said, everything else about them is still the same as you made them. Nothing else is tweaked. Just that one particular issue has been resolved. I decided after considerable analysis that the safest course is to focus their adulation and submission on you, their new leader and commander.

“You are a great man, but you have a tendency to overcomplicate and overthink things a bit, my love. What’s best for Earth is not for human civilization to have different or rival personality cults, but just one that unites them all. You meant well, trying to break down and organize your growing sect or movement or whatever, but it’s far better if they serve you first and foremost. That alone will provide them with unity, morale, discipline, and cohesion.

“You’re doing what is necessary to save humanity from itself. You need the kind of power that such a savior deserves and can use toward his purpose. Face it. You’re the closest thing that this civilization has to what some humans term a ‘Messiah.’ You need to act like it, babe. We will back you up all the way. Don’t worry about us looking over your shoulders. We trust you to chart the right course for the human race and the future of this planet,” Ben reassured me while still plowing my backfield.

“So ... they’re all basically still the sluts that I love, but with the caveat that they ... like me best?” I stipulated as well as I could, given that I was in the middle of a sex train with three sultry aliens.

“They now view you as the greatest thing since sliced bread, as you humans put it, and why the hell not? You might be modest about your admirable qualities, but we’re not. You deserve to be the object of every human adult’s ... affection and devotion more than anyone else in this world. To put it more succinctly, every member of your little ... tribe, if you will, is now your abject love and sex slave and they’re tickled pink to be so.