Humble Prayer Part 2


The following morning brought hope. Villa had spread the word that Pashia had blessed a mortal in the area. Only a few of the townsfolk believed her. She walked at the head of the group alongside Serrah as they left town. Both had received a blessing, but it was clear that Villa had been the favored mortal. She had received the more spirited encounter. Her back hole surprisingly didn’t hurt today, she just felt a little bloated. Villa was clearly blessed. She was beaming when they saw their idol lying in the grass.

“Mistress, we have come to pay homage and receive your blessing.” The woman sat up, her breasts rested upon her belly; they looked surprisingly supple.  “We bring six new followers.” There were three older women, one fresh faced girl, and two men.

Their mistress was visibly upset. “This is a pathetic following.”
“This is all we could gather overnight, but word shall spread quickly, I swear.”
She thought for a while. “Very well,” She pointed to the younger girl. “I wish to bless you. Come closer and remove your coverings.”

The girl’s parents removed her loincloth and nudged her forward. She was small and must have just recently blossomed; she walked nervously. She knelt and the mistress guided her head to her organ. She licked it gently and after some time the mistress leaned the girl onto her back. She entered the girl – she screamed. This was obviously the poor girl’s first encounter. She would enjoy it by the end. Villa was amazed that the mistress could hold her weighted belly over the small framed girl without wavering. Her breasts swayed as she pressed in and out of the girl, slowly and carefully. The girl grunted with each press.

The mistress didn’t take long to reward the girl with her seed. After she had emptied fully she sat back and directed the girl to stay on her back. Looking to the girl’s parents, she asked them to approach. “Join me.” The father was uncertain. “Both of you.” The mother and father walked closer, removing their loincloths. The mistress positioned the mother over her daughter. The young girl watched as her mother’s face as the mistress entered her from behind.

Villa marveled at the sight. Her mistress, swollen perfectly, was not gentle with the mother. Her firm, round breasts pushed into the air with the forward motions of her enormous belly. She turned to the father. He hesitated, but still came to her. She licked his organ before swallowing it fully. He grunted as she pulled back. “Enter me.” He moved behind her and rested upon his knees. The mistress leaned forward and waited, allowing him to find his way in. Once he hit the spot she tensed and gave a distressed look. He slid in, closing his eyes. She did as well, pressing into the mother. They didn’t move for a time.

The mistress moved her hips, one way pressing her springy backside onto the father’s member, the other way pressing impressive organ into the mother. The young girl watched from beneath. They moved in sequence until the father grunted and thrusted quickly, finishing. “Stay in there.” The mistress increased her pace and shortly after she filled the mother. They rested for a moment before disentangling themselves. The family rejoined the other spectators. The mistress stood and pointed to Villa. “You next.”

Villa smiled as she walked closer. The mistress held her hips, turning her, and pushing her upper body down. She lightly smacked her inner thighs; she spread her legs wider as she bent forward. She balanced herself on her hands and waited. She felt the warm organ probing her from behind. Still wet, it came to her butt and began to enter. It hurt, but her urge to feel it deep inside allowed her to ignore the pain. It went in smoothly and it didn’t stop until it was buried as deep as it could go. Villa quivered as she enjoyed the sensations.

The mistress almost fully withdrew and then slammed back in. Villa screamed and almost fell forward. The mistress held her hips in place as she drew out and plunged back in. She repeated the process as Villa wailed and tried to get free. There was such force with each thrust that it caused her knees to buckle, but she was held in place effortlessly. Two more thrusts and then she felt the warm substance shooting into her behind. She could feel the organ slide out; she held the fluid in as she walked away. She looked back to her mistress, who had been grinning like a wolf. “Keep it in you until nightfall.” This was the price of worship, she knew. She stepped to the side weakly, and sat to watch the other followers receive their blessings.

The sun started to descend and they all had been given a blessing in their wombs – except her; she knew she had to be special. She was so thirsty. She headed to the stream and filled a bucket. She decided to drink straight from the waterway. She drank continuously for minutes, stopping only to catch her breath. She couldn’t seem to sate herself. The sun was setting, so she decided she had best return to the village. She noticed that she had retained a great deal of the water in her belly. She had no urge to relieve herself, either. Her stomach had swollen and her hips and breasts as well. She was nowhere near the size of the mistress, but she might be able to get to that point in a few days. It must have been due to the blessing she had received in her behind. This must be preparing her for her upcoming children. She wanted to grow more! But, she knew she must rest first.

Her followers visited her daily with new girls to bless. Over time they erected a modest shrine in her honor. Every blessed girl grew slowly over the months and once they had grown to the limit they grew something else between their legs. The girls had newfound strength and the urge to spread their seed using their new organ.

Villa grew differently; her hips had widened considerably as had her breasts and belly, yet no penis formed. The stupid girl still enjoyed the pain, so Elise didn’t hold back when they did mate. Her backside was always tighter than anyone else no matter how forceful she was.
One day Villa and Serrah showed up without any new offerings. Elise found her to be an adequate distraction for a spell, but after three days she became angry with her followers.  “I need more women to bless! Do not fail me or you will face my wrath.”
“But there are no more women in town who wish for blessings.” Villa pleaded.
“There are women who don’t wish to receive this gift?” She motioned Villa closer, spreading her legs and bending her forward she entered her vassal. It was wet and it went in with ease. “Why would someone avoid this pleasure? Isn’t this enjoyable?”

“Yes, mistress, it is wonderful!”
Elise drew back until her organ slipped out. She used her hand to guide it into the other hole. Villa tensed as she slid inside her ass, “how about this?”
“Of course, it is s-still nice.”
“Nice?!” She bit her lip and thrusted.
Villa jerked forward and sniffled. “Y-YES! It is… is wo-WONDERFUL!” She yelled as she accepted the organ.

Elise rammed into her, going as fast as she could. Villa groaned and grunted with each stroke. She felt her tense upon her – Villa was orgasming. She continued relentlessly as her worshipper tried not to pull away, the feeling must be overwhelming her. Elise tried to prolong this encounter as punishment. “You will stay here tonight. Tonight you are mine.” She waved Serrah away. The girl bowed her head and walked toward town, her belly large and her penis erect; she would get no release today.

Elise continued slamming into the large, supple behind. Villa’s breasts and belly slapped together as she thrusted. Her hips had widened enough to provide a perfect handle. Some time passed before Elise could hold no more and she released into her vassal. She started again, whispering in the girl’s ear, “You must endure.” Elise had amazing endurance due to her blessings. She rested for only a short time between each spent seed. They coupled well into the night. After five blessings she finally allowed Villa to rest. She was noticeably sore and tired. She crumpled to the ground and passed out. Elise was sated for the evening, but she wanted more – she *needed* more.

The sun was low when Villa awoke, sore and feeling heavy. Her legs were raised to the heavens as her mistress pressed into her. This being the first time she could look into her eyes as she received her gift. Her mistress looked majestic in the morning light. The pain didn’t bother her as it had before. “May I ask for a blessing in the front this time?” She reached beneath her bouncing belly and spread herself eagerly. The mistress ignored her, slamming into her with great force. A moan escaped her. The mistress increased speed until Villa felt her pulsing inside. The mistress squeezed her bountiful breasts tightly as the warmth filled her. “No.”

Villa wanted more, but was left unsatisfied as her mistress slid out. Her mistress arose, “Come, we seek out more followers.” Villa arose slowly, following her to town. The villagers stopped and gawked at the two heavy women approaching. They gathered to meet them at the town’s edge. They knelt, the man at the head of the group stood after a moment. “Welcome, Goddess. Why have you ventured from your temple?”
“I am but a servant to the Goddess. I have come because you no longer send followers to receive blessings: why is this?” Villa watched her mistress’ eyes swim with anger. Most of the women were swollen with child, but not all.
“Some of us have… decided to abstain from the Goddesses’ blessings and reproduce naturally. We feel we should not fall into the lustful behavior of the blessed.”
The mistress glared at him, “Why wouldn’t you want such a gift: unlimited sustenance…” she lifted her heavy breasts, trying to think of a way to convince them. “The Goddess is giving us a gift, there is no need to think if we ‘should’ or ‘should not,’ the lust merely a perk!”
“It is not enjoyable for everyone. Also the children may not be born due to the acquired ‘organ.’” His eyes darted down before returning her stare.
Villa broke in, “my liege, I do not possess the organ and I have received many blessings.”
“Well, explain yourself?”
“I receive blessings in my… rump.”
The crowd gasped, the liege quieted them. “That is a shameful practice for any pious woman. We shall not participate in any such thing!”

Elise knew there was no chance to convince them. She charged forth and flung the frail leader to the ground. She grabbed a young blonde-haired girl and ripped her clothes off. She lifted the terrified girl and licked her loins, moistening her. She lowered the struggling girl onto her now erect member. She remained standing, effortlessly holding the girl horizontally, thrusting into her. The villagers watched, afraid to interfere. The girl screamed and continued to struggle, but it only enticed her more. Elise held her closer and began filling her. She lowered the girl to the grass and turned to the head of the village. Another woman knelt beside him, fearful. “You will bring me women or I will take them!” Elise grabbed the woman next to him and carried her away. She screamed as she was being carried, Villa followed. They made their way back to the shrine they had made for her.

That night, after many encounters with the leader’s mate, Elise awoke to a vision. The spectral image of a man with antlers stood before her. “You have made a mess of things. You just couldn’t control yourself.” She fumbled for words, but none came. “I have decided to change my plans.” He snapped his fingers and she felt warmth between her legs. She looked in awe at her organ as it shrank. It retreated inside of her, followed by a sharp pain. Water splashed onto the grass.

She screamed, waking her mates. Kinok vanished as the other two women arose. “I’m having the children! Help me!” The leader’s mate ran. Villa almost gave chase, but decided to stay; she knelt between Elise’s legs uncertainly.

Elise couldn’t focus on anything else. She pushed as hard as she could, but it made no effect. A few more tries yielded results. “I see the head,” Villa exclaimed, “Keep pushing, you can do this!” Elise pushed and pushed again. After many attempts the first child popped out. Villa used her loincloth as a blanket and rested the crying baby upon it. Elise continued pushing and Villa received the second child, placing her next to the first. The third child came with little effort.

“Okay, we’re done n-Oh! Oh, gods!” Elise exclaimed. She pushed again. Villa could see another small head peeking out of her mistresses loins. Elise reached down, blocking the baby’s exit. “It can’t be, I was promised three!” She pushed weakly, her hand slid to the side and the head came out fully.

“Mistress, you can’t fight it, let it into this world!” Elise, unable to resist, pushed hard. The baby’s shoulders slid past the opening. She held the little girl up to her mother. Elise cried. “What is wrong, mistress?”

“Kinok did this to me! He told me that he would put three children into me, not four! They’re all girls, too; two of them should’ve been boys!” Before Villa could say anything she noticed a being appear beside them. She could find no words as she stared. Kinok the God of deceit stood, laughing.

“Three are your family members, but the last one is mine. I didn’t say that your brother or father would be boys this time around, did I?” He laughed loudly. “I decided that I needed more female followers.”
“I’m going to kill that evil baby the first chance I have!” Elise roared.
“In that case I will have to do one last thing.” He spread his hand in the air and slowly closed it. Elise shrieked.

Villa watched as her mistress slowly started shrinking. She was becoming younger before her eyes. She looked to be on the brink of womanhood and then her breasts disappeared altogether. Her physique became straight and childish. Villa watched the once mighty woman become a baby, still wailing. She shrank until she was smaller than her children. Kinok lifted his hand and the baby rose. He brought his other hand high, pinching the air before slowly moving his fingers apart. Villa felt her loins spread between her legs. The sensation prompted her to spread her legs. The baby floated closer, and with a flick of his wrist, the baby slid into her. She felt it work its way up into her womb. Her breasts grew heavy with milk, sagging around her pregnant belly. She was twice the size of her former mistress now.

She huffed as she tried to regain her senses. Kinok spoke, “She was not fit to be my faithful servant. I have chosen you instead. You will nurse my daughters and be the vassal for many more of my children. Do not disappoint me.” He vanished, leaving her with three crying babies. She moved slowly, bringing them to her breasts. She scooted, leaning upon the stone shrine. She sat nursing the children into the night. She slept easily as she held them, feeling fulfilled.

A week passed and she grew daily, unable to move much. Serrah had visited after she had not returned the second night, bringing her water and food. She brought news that all of the blessed women had suddenly lost their organs and each of them bore female children. Her children had grown faster than normal; after a week they appeared to be around the same age as she was. They cared for her, drinking from her breasts many times daily for sustenance. Serrah made note that the girls born in the village grew at the normal rate.

On the eighth day her mistress was reborn. Villa also bore eight more children. Serrah helped her and tended to her as they grew. The cycle continued, with a varying number of children from each litter. She grew stronger, but still required their assistance for the final days of the pregnancy. None of them seemed to age after they grew into adulthood.

Villa had a village of her own after a few weeks. They all pampered her, helping her to move before the weight became too much to bear. They drank from her in turns, only hunting or foraging for variety. They worshiped her as a god and she told them stories of her mistress who had blessed her from within her womb, allowing her to bear children as she had always dreamed. She smiled at one of the girls knowing she would never understand who she truly had been.

Humble Prayer Part 1


It had been months and still Elise had no children. Something must be wrong with her, she realized. Niles, her lover, urged her to visit the nearby temple and ask for the gods favor. She passed through the archway and came into the grand hall. A cleric led her to a private room and closed the door. Many candles illuminated the markings of the five gods.

“Divine souls, I ask for your blessings. My parents have passed and I ask for fulfillment. I pray for a family with healthy children.” She lowered her head and made the required gestures. She raised her head to see the candles had all gone out. In the darkness she sensed figures standing around her. Suddenly the candles relit and she was alone yet again. She gathered herself and went home, thinking it had merely been a hallucination. She didn’t share the details of her experience with her lover.

The next day she went to the stream to gather water while Niles set out to hunt. They struggled since her parents had passed a few weeks ago. They were too young to find food reliably. Their parent’s shelter had burned during the night and both must have died in their sleep. Elise and Niles had been travelling home with a new dairy cow from the next town. The cow had fallen during the walk home, though, and they had no choice but to leave it behind. Nothing was going well for her, it seemed. At least she had Niles.

She knelt at the water’s edge and watched her reflection; she was looking more malnourished than she had realized. She was petite, but she looked a bit smaller than she had been the last time she looked. Her exposed breasts were barely noticeable and her hips were almost straight. Her body must be the reason she couldn’t bear children. She filled the bucket and began to leave. She noticed the outline of a woman appear in front of her. “My child, I am Hurmia, God of the Living and the Dead. I have heard your prayers and I give my blessing unto you.” Elise didn’t know if this was real; she bowed and said a prayer.

“I shall give you three children, but there must be a price. I have drawn the souls of your mother, father, and your brother and placed them into you. When you birth them they will not know, but you shall. It shall be another chance for you to enjoy your entire family.”

Elise dared to speak. “But I had no brother.”
“You did, though he did not live through childbirth.”

She was astonished, yet she knew it must be true. “Praise you, my lord.” She bowed her head low. When she looked again the visage had vanished. Her head was spinning and she felt ill. She sat in the grass, trying to wrap her mind the event. She would be a mother! It was such a wondrous feeling. She collected herself and brought the water back to their hovel. She was elated, but it would be hours before Niles would be back. She headed to the forests edge to forage for berries. Her basket was half full when she noticed another visage, this time it appeared to be male.

“I am Johlin, God of the Wilds. I have heard your summons and I shall offer you another boon. I sense that you carry life inside and I shall grant you the ability to nourish them. I shall allow your milk to constantly replenish so you may also feed your mate.”

Elise started to speak, but was interrupted by pressure in her breasts. Her small bosoms began to expand before her eyes. She cupped them in her hands as they expanded. They grew until they overflowed beyond her grasp, heavy with milk. She removed her hands and let them rest normally. They were firm yet springy. She poked them and felt aroused. The image of the god had left, she noticed.

Two blessings from two gods in one day was amazing! She grabbed the basket and started to jog. The newly formed breasts made any sort of running difficult, so she slowed to a quick walk instead. She didn’t mind, she marveled at them with each step. She came home and sat down to rest. Her back was strained from the new found weight. She felt them as she rested. Closing her eyes and relaxing, she trailed a hand lower. She explored herself carefully, and within moments she trembled with delight. She opened her eyes to see another figure.

“You seem to be enjoying your gifts, I see. I am the goddess of Passion; allow me to assist you further.” Elise felt her hips expand as she sat. She looked down and noticed that only her rear grew, her waist stayed the same. “I give you proper hips to bear children and the desire to enjoy your gifts.” Elise also felt her lower region moisten. The goddess faded out of sight. Examining herself, she noted that her legs and waist had lengthened as well. She looked well-proportioned with her new endowments. She was elated!

Hours passed and she pleasured herself more than once while waiting. Niles returned to her just before she began again. He came back empty handed, but she didn’t care. He was stunned to see the curvaceous, buxom beauty standing before him. “Elise, is that you?”

“The gods have blessed me!” She didn’t wait for a response; she tore his loin cloth off and mounted him on the ground. She rode him slowly, pressing him as deep as she could. It didn’t take long before she felt him pulsing inside her. She continued and finished shortly after he did. She stayed on top of him as she offered him her breast to suckle. “Drink from me.” He might have protested, had she not pressed her nipple into his mouth. He drank her milk hungrily. She lay there, enjoying the sensation. After a few minutes he began thrusting again and she followed his movements. He continued to drink as she rode him. The feeling as he orgasmed inside her and sucked upon her breast was euphoric.

A few months passed and her belly grew steadily. She knew she was growing about twice as fast compared to a normal woman. She learned that the supply of milk in her breasts didn’t diminish. So, she also drank from herself for sustenance. The feeling aroused her just as much, so she usually drank while Niles entered her. The couple fornicated many times daily. They both drank from a breast during some occasions. They occasionally bathed in the stream and he attempted to hunt for some variation in their diet, but she missed him dearly during those times.

Elise knew her children were nearly ready to enter the world. She could barely stand now, and had to rely on Niles sometimes. Her breasts rested upon her belly, which had grown to nearly an arm length in front of her. Her butt provided much more cushion since it had expanded; she didn’t mind sitting for long periods. Niles left to get some water so she could clean up after the upcoming delivery. He wasn’t gone long before another figure stood before her.

“Do you know who I am, human?” She recognized his antlers; he was the God of Deceit.
“Kinok,” she bowed in her seat as much as she was able.
“I see you have enjoyed your blessings, yes?”
“I have! The gods have been generous.”
“They have not; that was merely my doing, I just appeared in different forms.” He paused for effect. “Didn’t you think it strange that three gods gave you blessings for your menial plight? They don’t care about some humans who can’t have a child. It is trivial compared to the war to the north and the plague to the east.”
She didn’t want to believe it. “They are merciful, they see everything. They help where it is needed. My family must be destined for great things!”
Kinok laughed. “You are somewhat right. They don’t interfere with my plan with you and you are destined for great things. Enough talk, I have come to bestow my final blessings.”

Elise felt her loins burn. She couldn’t see below her belly, but it was a strange, warm sensation. She used her hands to explore. Something was growing! Her vagina had sealed and now a penis had appeared. It was slowly growing longer as she held it. Kinok laughed deeply. “Now you can enjoy your blessings forever!” She couldn’t give birth now! She would have to carry her children inside of her and be burdened for the rest of her life. She began to cry. She had read of Kinok’s treachery before. He loved to torment mortals.

He laughed again. His laughing faded and so did his image. She wept for a long time before she calmed down. Eventually she tried to stand with her immense weight. She jumped to her feet, the momentum causing her belly, breasts, and backside to shake. He must have strengthened her. She stood with ease and her arms felt stronger too. At least she could move again. She felt her penis and it had grown to double the size of Niles’. It felt so smooth and she began to stroke it as she had on Niles before. It felt wonderful.

She heard something and turned to the doorway. Niles walked in the door and dropped the three fish he had been carrying. He stared at her newly formed member, horrified. It pointed towards him, erect and tingling. She needed him more than ever. She walked to him and he stepped back. She stopped and began to plead. “Please, Kinok did all of this to me and I need you!” He stepped back again, she couldn’t resist; she ran and pushed him to the ground. He couldn’t begin to fight her off. He was already erect, so she used her mouth to moisten it. After a few licks she straddled him and lowered her butt onto the tip. She had never done this before, but she needed him inside her. It hurt as he entered her, but the pleasure outweighed the pain. She lowered herself farther until he was all the way in. She clenched and felt him filling her rear. She was agitated by the sudden finish. She stood up and turned him over, he struggled and flailed, landing his heel directly on her newly formed organ.

Elise toppled backwards and wailed. She finally understood how fragile that area was. When she could see correctly again she saw Niles, running as fast as he could, toward the nearby village. Her head swam in pain and grief. She ran faster than she had ever been able to. She tackled Niles, tumbling in the grass. She felt something crack beneath her. She looked to his face and saw the expression of terror. He went limp and his eyes rolled back. She understood what had happened: she had broken his neck. She screamed as she cradled him, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Nima heard a scream. Curiosity led her over the hill to see two people in the distance. She was uncertain if she should investigate, but her father always said to help when you can. She ran, but it took a few minutes before she came close enough to see the couple. A very heavily pregnant woman held her mate. He must be hurt! She came closer and the woman finally noticed her.

“What’s wrong?” She stopped a few feet back.
“I-I killed him!”
Nima stepped back instinctively, but didn’t think she posed a threat in her condition. She moved forward cautiously. The man lay limply, he looked pale. “I’ll go get father.”

Before she could turn the woman tossed the body aside easily. She stood and Nima gaped at the massive… thing… between her legs. It was hanging, but it was still impressive. As she watched it began to rise. It looked as if it was pointing at her. She was mesmerized and her loins were warm and wet in spite of her fear. The woman jumped upon her and they tumbled. She felt the warm, pulsing organ enter her. She opened her eyes to see the large belly and breasts looming closely. The woman smiled devilishly, a primal lust in her eyes. She pressed deeper until the whole thing was hidden inside of her. The sensation was painful at first, but after a minute it became pleasant. Nima had never experienced anything like this before. She didn’t know what was happening.

The swollen woman continued to thrust into her for many minutes. Nima could not escape from beneath the woman, so she lied there and accepted the object with mild pleasure. Nima felt her face warm; something was building inside of her. The woman grunted and pressed it deeply; she felt something warm filling her loins as the object wiggled inside her. Nima moaned, a euphoric feeling washing over her.

The burdened woman withdrew and rolled onto her back. They lay side by side. The woman rolled onto her side, her breasts and belly rested upon the grass. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop myself. I hope it wasn’t too bad for you.”
“It-it was nice. I didn’t mind. I mean, I did at first, but it was nice at the end.” She couldn’t stop smiling.
The woman leaned closer and kissed her. Nima followed her lead and continued to roll her onto her back. She crawled upon her and inserted the still rigid organ into her again. She moved her hips at an increasing pace. Her breasts were small, but they helped to increase her motions. She watched the other woman’s breasts flow with the movements. Nima steadied herself as she rested upon the large belly between them. They held each other close as the woman filled her for a second time. Nima tensed with delight as the woman pressed into her.

Nima rolled to the grass again. “That was wonderful.”
“It was. I have the urge to do that often, would you mind coming home with me tonight?”
Nima relished in that idea, but then thought of her father. “I want to, but I have to go home. If I come back tomorrow will you be here?”
“I shall, be here at dawn.”

Nima headed back to town and she arrived home to see her father packing a satchel. “Nima, my dear! Pack your belongings, we are traveling west.”
Her heart sank. “Why?”
“I have heard of an amazing new discovery! They call it metal and I think we can be rich if we go now.” Nima couldn’t argue with her father. She wanted the sensation again, but she ached from the newfound pleasure. She didn’t contest, she began packing.

Elise barely lasted through the night even with self pleasure. She didn’t sleep well, and became agitated when the girl didn’t show up where they had met the day before. She couldn’t wait any longer. She headed closer to town and found a pair of women walking to the stream. They saw her and didn’t seem to care. She came closer and they finally noticed the unusual organ between her legs. They gasped and walked closer. “My dear, how did you receive that?” They both stared, wide eyed.

She had to control herself for a little longer. “This was a blessing from the gods! I have been sent to spread pleasure to anyone who shall accept me!”

The taller, lanky woman stepped forward, dropping her bucket. She rubbed a hand upon the organ. “By Pashia, this is a blessing indeed.” She knelt and put her mouth upon it. Elise nearly finished, but the woman drew back, sensing her arousal. “Not yet, you must give me your blessing. She sat in the grass and removed her loincloth. “Come into me.” The other woman watched silently, uncertain of the situation. Elise lowered herself onto the woman, careful not to rest her belly upon the small woman. She prodded until she felt the warmth of her opening. It was extremely moist; she slid in all the way and it took two thrusts before she emptied herself into her. This merely raised the accepting woman’s arousal. She demanded that Elise continued.

After a moment Elise resumed. This time it lasted far longer. The woman beneath her moaned and writhed in pleasure. The woman licked upon her breast and began to drink from her as they coupled. This feeling heightened the pleasure; a short time later they both shook with orgasm. Her seed flowed from the woman as she withdrew.

The spectating woman came closer. “It must not be wasted!” She reached down to catch the sperm dripping down her friend’s loins. When she had a notable amount in her cupped hand she brought it under her loincloth. She pressed the substance inside herself. She sighed as she removed her sticky fingers. The woman knelt. “Would you allow me to receive some of your blessing?” The woman had black, messy hair and perky breasts. Elise couldn’t resist, she nodded. The woman undid her loincloth and turned around, offering her exposed rump. It was wider than her friend’s, but it was so smooth and soft.

Elise’s organ was so slippery that she accidentally entered the woman’s other hole. It was unimaginably tight! The woman shrieked and jerked forward. The motion caught Elise off guard and she fell onto the woman, pinning her beneath her heavy belly. The woman squirmed and that was enough for Elise to finish. Unwilling to pull out, she filled the poor girl’s butt. She finally withdrew and stood. The girl held a hand over her backside and went rigid. She cried as she lay upon her back.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop. It was so tight!”
The woman’s crying subsided. “It-it’s okay. It was meant to be. The gods willed it.” She sniffled and saw that Elise was still erect. She held her legs back. “May I please have more, goddess.”

Goddess? The idea was outlandish. She was merely blessed by the gods. She felt anger arise at the foolish girl. Praising someone who hurt you seemed stupid to her. She found a hole and pressed as deep as she could. It was her butt again. The girl sobbed as she plunged into her ass. It was still unimaginably tight. Elise pulled out to the tip and quickly pressed all the way back in. The girl must have been in immense pain, yet she still held her legs open, weakly. Elise felt that she should give this girl some small blessing. She pounded her as roughly as she could; about to climax, she pulled out and pushed into her vagina as far as it would go. She shot into her, allowing her belly to press upon the girl. She wrapped around Elise, hugging her as she filled her.

The girl’s eyes looked broken, yet hopeful. At that point Elise questioned herself: could she be a goddess now? No, but maybe she should act as if she was and leave out the detail that it had actually been Kinok’s blessing. She thought that would be the best way to find more people to mate with; she had an overwhelming urge to spread her seed by any means. She stood, her penis finally limp, “My child, I am not a goddess. I am but a faithful servant of Pashia. Bring more followers upon the dawn to receive her blessing. Your service shall be rewarded. You may drink from me before you depart.” Elise offered her swollen breasts to them. They sheepishly approached and began to suckle. She asked their names.

The raven haired woman spoke. “I am Villa, and this is Serrah.” The scrawny girl nodded without removing the breast from her mouth. Villa spoke again. “What is your name?”
Elise wanted to keep the ruse alive. “My name is no longer important. I am your mistress.”
“Yes mistress,” she latched again. Elise didn’t like her for some reason. She couldn’t figure out the reason, but she knew she needed her to gather more followers for her to use.
They drank their fill and she sent them on their way. Elise didn’t bother going home, she felt content to sleep in the grass tonight.