Omni Man Full Body Novels & Stories

In the blink of an eye, three months passed. Three months later, a living being showed up at the top of Mount Stoyan. It was a man around the age of forty. He appeared rough. His bare upper body was covered in black hair, making him look like a gorilla. Upon seeing the man, Byron frowned. The man was a wicked powerhouse. In the past, he killed so many people that several ancient Orthodox feared him. When the rough-looking man appeared, he shouted, “I have several incomplete inscriptions.” James glanced at the man. Under the man’s muscular body, James sensed an explosive power. He sensed that the man was at the peak of the Chaos Omnia Rank.

I breathe out slowly, gasping a little between each breath as the pressure builds down there, and fuck… it's killing me. “Get to work,” I growl, my voice coming out flat and tired. I don’t even look at his face properly. I just want this over with so I can breathe again. The omega nods once and he slowly peels off his clothes right there in the middle of the room. His body is pale like he has not seen the sun in months, and he is slender, almost like a woman. His hips curve and his waist stays narrow. He is pretty too, with soft features and smooth skin, he would probably turn heads anywhere else, so I should feel something. Anything. A spark, a twitch, even just a little interest.

His body was … not what you’d call proportional and he was more than happy to let me see him nude since it was certainly something to be proud of. “I think I’m going to just see how it goes,” I say, stepping back. “I’d love to see your natural form,” I hear behind me. I turned to see a large man, maybe 6’7 and a solid 350 lbs. Orion. He was tanned and almost gold-like, his hands were talons and so were his feet. He too, had a mouthful of razor teeth I wasn’t interested in. A couple of wolves trott by and then a bengal tiger.

I announced and took his hand in mine “my name is Omen.” “Like the good one, or the bad one?” he tilted his head to the side, before his eyes wandered to the man approaching us with a bowl in his hand. His face was hardened, and he walked with a slight limp. His long white hair was streaked with black, which made it stand out against the crowd. He only wore blue denim jeans, to show off his gigantic muscly torso that I could see was tattooed with tribal markings down both sides of his ribcage to his hips.

he flashed a wide smile at the old lady whose eyes saw him off until he was out of sight. When Omarion got to his room, Omarion flung the door open with smiles and took off his clothes. He looked down his naked self and only then did he realize that he really had a great body even sexier than he had thought. Omarion rushed into the bathroom to take a shower. The mirror in front of him gave him a full coverage of his abs and gigantic rod which he had used on different calibres of pussies-from the deep to the not-so-tight to the very tight ones like Isis’. He turned on the water and it began to drench him.

To Amy, the metal man looked like a bronze statue of 2Pac if it came to life. She saw the electric light in his eyes glowing like a charging light on a smartphone. His chiseled, metallic chest resembled body armor on a gladiator. Amy’s words were stuck in her throat as she stared at 2Pac. She didn’t want to be fascinated by a robotic man wearing blue jeans. Amy tried to keep her focus on her son sitting in the metal man’s arms. She looked up at the robotic 2Pac, who towered over her. His carved titanium alloy-covered shoulder muscles shimmered from the auto factory ceiling’s lights shining down on his six-foot-four frame.

He was so lost in looking at the toys that he didn't realise a presence beside him until she spoke " Excuse me, do you have a mini truck toy? " Hearing a familiar voice Om snapped his head around while turning to the person who was standing beside him. His breath stopped in his lungs when he saw her standing beside him. Her side body is facing him. Without his order, his eyes ran over her body to study her and they stopped at her big belly which she is caressing while smiling at the salesgirl who is showing her different types of mini trucks.

I wonder why though, because I know Omegas experienced their first heat immediately when they turn 17 and I could guess he's above that age already, so why did he say he experienced it before. I walked to my closet and looked through it for clothes to wear. I finally settled for a short and a polo. After I finished dressing, I looked through the closet again for clothes that could size him, in case of when he wakes up and decides to take a bath because he was sweating profusely earlier, I find out I couldn't find any of my clothes that could size him. He's way smaller in stature than me. I decided to go downstairs. When I got there, I clapped my hands and my two bodyguards appeared.

"Mr. Sinclair, your new bodyguard is here." Kieran stepped into the office and immediately had to fight his body's reaction. The room was filled with scent. Not the neutral, filtered air of the hallway, but thick, rich alpha pheromones that hit him like a physical force. Cinnamon and something darker, spicier, something that made Kieran's omega instincts sit up and pay attention in a way they never fucking had before. What the hell?

Disgusting. I head up to my office. It's the only place no one bugs me. They know they'll get beat if they do. The only one allowed in here is my Beta. Speaking of James, I haven't seen him yet. I open the door and find my Beta butt naked with some omega under him. She jumps up grabbing her clothes trying to cover herself. James just leans back on the couch with a big smile on his face. "Good timing boss. I had just finished."