@PuddingDevourer right, but he was a little overwhelmed with fear so he didnโt really catch that.
off they went, and poor Frank was LOSING HIS MIND, but he didnโt show it.
his brain screamed โWHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENINGโ but he tried to stay calm on the outside.
@PuddingDevourer another gulp as that hand was offered to him.
he reached out and grabbed the godโs hand, being careful not to squeeze too hard, but also making sure to get a good grip.
โwhere are we going, exactly?โ
@PuddingDevourer โalright, iโm ready to go, my lord.โ
preferably soon, because heโs starting to get cold standing out in the open, completely nude.
his body was perfect..huge pecs, shredded abs, a big dick, and also a nice muscle butt.
@PuddingDevourer โright, stupid question.โ
he slipped off his thong and slingshotted it away, leaving his entire body exposed.
his dick, even soft, was over 8 inches.
@PuddingDevourer he slowly stood up and began lifting his shirt off, followed by his pants. now standing in a thong, he looked up at the God.
โunderwear, too?โ
@PuddingDevourer the end of his life..?
well, at least heโd get to live a little longer!
โyes, yes my lord. i wonder if i get to wear one of those little loincloths..โ
he sounded excited about that last partโ
@PuddingDevourer frank was a certified wimp, so he wouldnโt dare do that unless he was told, of courseโ
โlike..become your servant..?โ he asked, having to process what a life like that would look like...
..eh, not that bad.
โlike i said, anything to spare my life, sir!โ
โholyshitholyshitholyshitโโ
his breath was HEAVY, and his entire body was shivering. heโs never met a god before, but he didnโt think it would be this terrifying!
โplease, my lordโ i swear it was an accident! iโll do anything!โ
......Itโs been a while since he last had someone grovel for him.
Heโs going to enjoy this while he can.
Beerus lifted a leg, placing a bare foot on the back of the other manโs skull, forcing his face into the ground.
โThatโs more like it. Perhaps Iโll spare you after all.โ
The god grumbled loudly, holding his arms behind his back.
โ.....Iโll have you know you just spat on a god.
Iโd say thatโs quite literally the definition of sacrilege...โ
โyeah, got it.โ
he held up a thumb and a smile, pulling out his phone to look up some local sub shops. he didnโt wanna go to a chain restaurant for a sandwich.
โlucky for me, i was in the mood for a sandwich!โ
his face was redโ
โiโm so sorryโi really donโt know what came over me.
can i, like, buy you lunch or something to make up for it? i really donโt want any hard feelings.โ