The betrayal still burns.
Gato was forced to knock out his best friend… and the one responsible? Neo.

Now, Gato wants revenge.

But Neo isn’t human.
He doesn’t feel guilt. Or fear.
He only desires one thing: worship.

And when Gato charges in — bare feet on the mat, fury in his chest — Neo only smiles.

“Yes… prove you are worthy of the new world Father and I am building.”

Gato strikes first. Headlocks. Armbars. Bearhugs.
But nothing works. Neo doesn’t even resist. He lets Gato try — and watches him drain himself into submission.

The more contact, the faster Gato weakens.
The longer he holds, the stronger Neo becomes.

“Embrace me as your king… your god… your master.”

And then Neo takes control.

💥 On the soft mats, you’ll witness:
– Bone-deep slams, brutal back punishment, and relentless domination
– Slow, grinding bearhugs — chests crushed, stomachs heaving, glutes clenched
– Neo’s massive frame wrapped around Gato like a python — squeezing, pressing, absorbing
– Hips thrusting, bodies slick, pecs and abs locked in erotic destruction

As Neo’s control grows, his voice deepens.
He praises Gato’s suffering. Rewards his struggle.
And reminds him… this pain is divine.

The final submission is almost too intimate to watch:
Neo mounted on top, chest-to-chest, crotch-to-crotch, grinding the last breath from Gato’s body in a long, slow bearhug.
Gato passes out beneath him — not beaten, but taken.

Neo rises. Flexes. Looks to the sky.

“Another subject for your research, Father. Our collection continues to grow…”

This is not a match.
It’s a conversion.
And Gato never stood a chance.