"Ishtar!" Shala loudly whispered as she nervously poked her head out of a fully bloomed rose bush in the large deserted gardens. Gazing up at the gigantic gold shimmering building across the field she cried "Ishtar!! Are you in there? Ishtar! Ishtar!!"
"Keep it down!" Ningal growled under her breath as she admonished her friend. "Your whispering is far too fucking loud!" She, like Shala, ferociously scanned the grounds for any signs of trouble as well as for any potential signs of their absent Queen Ishtar.
"Do you want to get us both captured? You know we could be discovered at any minute and then Holy Gods of Chaos protect us." She, like Shala, her partner in this insane mission to find the AWOL Goddess, was quite worried. They both had ventured very far into enemy territory, farther than any Babylonian Deity had traveled before, and now stood alone in the well-manicured formal gardens of the God Mercury and Goddess Pethio's palace.
As two of Ishtar's most trusted divine servants, and minor Goddesses themselves, they, like the rest of the Babylonian Pantheon, had grown increasingly distraught over the antics of Ishtar over the past few months. Obsessed to the point of near insanity by her plans for revenge on Demetrius and Aphrodite, they had begged her to forget them both. Sadly, they discovered what they already suspected, that nothing anyone in Babylon could say or do would dissuade her from her mission of vengeance. Once enraged with her twisted sense of righteous indignation, Ishtar no longer was a personality that could be reasoned with. She became a force of nature, like a hurricane or an earthquake; relentless, unforgiving and ultimately unstoppable on her quest.
When Ishtar first ran off to the planes of Chronus, they had begged her to stop, but she would not listen. When she ran off deep into the territory of the Greeks, on the eve of the solstice, fully knowing the danger, that was the final straw. Marduk, her very patient and loving husband, as well as absolute ruler over the Gods of the East, finally reached his breaking point. Wanting to put a stop to this nonsense once and for all, and return his wandering wife to Babylon, he had declared total war on the Hellenic world. Ordering King Dion's Babylonian soldiers to swarm over the land of the humans they were divinely tasked with a holy mission of rape, pillage, and general havoc. His battle, however, was not limited to revenge on the mortals. All of the other Gods of Babylon were assigned tasks to attack Mount Olympus and conduct their search for his wife. Unfortunately for Shala and Ningal, they had received the unenviable mission of searching the great palace of Mercury and Pethio for signs of the missing queen. Now huddled on the edge of their vast and perpetually beautiful and fully blooming gardens, mind-numbing fear gripped them both as they pondered how they would be able to conduct their search and still remain uncaptured. Massively complicating their job was the fact that they, like the other Gods, found their powers quite limited away from Babylon.
"I-S-H-T-A-R!" Shala cried quieter, hoping against hope that the great winged Goddess would fly out to her call, and they could all return to the East and put this foolishness behind them. Sadly, as the seconds ticked by, that plan looked doomed to failure.
"Look Shala, we are just going to have to bite the scimitar it and go inside to investigate" Ningal sighed. Beading her eyes, she continued to scan the area for Greek soldiers, smiling weakly as she continued to see no one. "I will say, though..., it is odd that this palace is so deserted and apparently unguarded. I would have thought we would have run into somebody by now. I hope this is not a trap."
"Yeah, very odd," Shala added as she glanced down at her body. She, like Ningal, was naked; nudity a standard uniform for the divine attendants of the higher Gods in Babylon. "And as you can see, we did not plan this out very well."
Looking down at her own deliciously curvy nude body, Ningal nodded. "No, we certainly did not. With our powers diminished, and no weapons or armor, even a mere mortal might take us out!"
"Well...," Shala smiled as she glanced up again at the palace. "We do appear to be having some luck. So far I have seen no guards on the premises. Even the Gods Mercury and Pethio appear to be out! That does make me wonder if Ishtar would even be in there. After all, why would she?"
"Pethio is a good friend to Aphrodite I have been told, and it is possible the Goddess is here but in hiding. She might even be captured, Marduk forbid, but my bet is if we find Aphrodite, Ishtar is probably close by. Hopefully, if she is, and still uncaptured, here we can compel her to come back with us before it is too late." Frowning, she added "I must say, I have never seen Marduk so angry as when we had to tell him that the great and glorious Ishtar was missing and would not make this year's Solstice party."
"No, he was pretty pissed." Shala sighed as she nodded. "I shudder to think what is going to happen once Ishtar returns."
"Oh well, we can worry about that later. For now, we have a job to do and..." Ningal grimaced as she stood up boldly and prepared to walk up the broad flowered garden path to the palace. "I know one thing. We certainly aren't going to find Ishtar out here hiding in the Hydrangeas."
"True, but what if we run into somebody?" Shala asked. "What are two naked, powerless Babylonian Goddesses going to be able to do to defend ourselves if we run into a guard, or even worse, one of the Greek Gods themselves. We will be completely helpless!"
"You are such a worrier. Why don't we just cross that...."
"Shhh!" Shala whispered back quickly. "Look over there! I see some movement on the porch."
Hunkering down, both Goddesses ducked and watched as two figures yawned and wandered out into the gardens and began chatting to one another. Grinning, and stretching, the pair lazily leaned up against their spears. Seeing this, Ningal raised her eyebrow and smirked. "Girl, I think our luck is improving even more. Seeing this, I just came up with a plan." Pointing at the palace she asked, "You know who those guys are?"
Looking back over at the two figures on the porch, Shala studied them closely. Both were male, as the prodigious bulges in their tiny loincloths announced, but neither were all human or all animal, but a hybrid. The upper half of the creatures were human; with well built, muscular and furry male torsos topped by fully bearded young, attractive faces sprouting horns from their temples. Their lower halves, on the other hand, were all goat with thick muscular and furred haunches attached to black cloven hooved feet. Scratching her head, Shala shrugged as she had never seen such creature before and looked back over at her friend.
"Give up?" Ningal asked.
"Yeah, who are those guys. They are both kind of cute, but a little furrier than my normal tastes. Still, I see they are armed and I am sure they are not just going to let some Babylonian Demi-Goddesses waltz in and search the house."
"Those my dear are Satyrs and I know all about them" Ningal answered with a broad grin. Reaching out to Shala's full swinging breasts on display, Ningal playfully jiggled her nipple between her fingers and winked. "And this truly is a big break for us. Don't worry about their weapons dear, we have all of the arms we would ever need to deal with these horny fuckers. Their kind are notorious pussy hounds, and there is no doubt that you and I are certainly more than hot enough to sweet talk our way into a building guarded by likes of them."
Smirking back, Shala winked. Standing up, both Goddesses fluffed up their long flowing dark hair and began to seductively saunter up to the front door.
Up on the main porch of the Palace, one of the Satyrs saw the women approach and instantly sprouted wood. They were truly a vision, a wet dream come to life, as both Ningal and Shala were gorgeous. Both very tall, their bodies were achingly beautiful; from their full swinging breasts swaying in time with their footsteps, to their fully sprouted purple iridescent wings fluttering out of their back. Best of all, to the now throbbing Satyrs, both were gloriously naked and on full display.
"Holy Fucking Zeus and Hera! Look at what is coming our way!" the shorter Satyr cried as he adjusted his loincloth to cover his growing erection. "How I would love to suckle on those puppies for an hour or two or..."
"Or a month!" his equally aroused friend added. "Dayum they are hot!" Clearing his throat as they approached and racking his brain for some sort of pickup line to use, he suddenly frowned. "But shit, you must know what this means?"
"No, what?"
"It means Pethio and the other Nymphs are coming back from the party at the Grace's palace." Glancing back at the Goddesses slowly approaching he added "And from the looks of the wings they are now sprouting, that after party must have been pretty wild. Who knows what they got up to at the Grace's party."
"Yeah, but why only two? I mean, where are the rest of the Nymphs."
Scratching his head, he grinned as an idea flashed into his head. "I bet I know. Remember how Pethio had the Nymphs on staff tasked with teasing poor old Mercury for the last month."
"Yeah," his friend nodded. "Must suck to not get off, but MAN the hottest Nymphs in the palace were assigned to tease his dick all day." Adjusting his loin cloth again as he got even harder at the thought, he continued "It kind of makes me envious of Mercury. Hoo-boy those hotties could probably suck the bronze casing off of the Talos's dick with their talented tongues and never break a sweat. What I wouldn't give to trade places with Mercury for just an afternoon."
"Yeah, me too. I certainly wouldn't mind being smothered in a Nymph sandwich for a month, even if it did mean I had to wait to spew, but..." Now pointing at the approaching beauties he added "But, isn't it obvious. Pethio sent these two on ahead to get old Mercury charged up before their return."
"And Pan, don't forget, he is tied up in their bedroom too."
"Right! I almost forgot! Yeah, Pethio is sending these two ahead to have one final tease fest on Mercury and Pan. Kinda mean but..."
"Kinda hot!"
"Exactly! And no doubt, she gave them those new wings so they can do Zeus knows what to their naked, helpless prisoners. Holy fuck! Can you just imagine what those feathery wings would feel like scraping over your blue balls? Pure hellish pleasure!"
"Lucky fuckers!"
"But," the first Satyr continued as he winked. "Who knows, perhaps we can get set up for some sloppy seconds. These Nymphs are pegging a twelve on the Hottie scale, so maybe we can set up something for later. Pethio no doubt is coming back soon, and will send them off so she can take care of the final business herself. I bet if we play our cards right, we might be able to earn a little loving from the bank shot."
