Felicia approached the Goddess Demileigh as confidently as she could.
It was a short walk to the woman's throne. Several half-naked girls sat in twos or threes on marble benches at regular intervals. Sweet, high giggles sounded around Felicia as she felt a hot flush rising on her neck and cheeks. Felicia tried not to look at the girls cuddling each other. She kept her eyes level and made eye contact with the Goddess. The woman was sitting lazily on her throne, wearing a gown of translucent blue silk. Felicia felt another flush as her eyes were involuntarily drawn to the Goddess's round breasts. Big, pink nipples were visible through the gown, hard and poking into the fabric.
Demileigh smirked. "I see you are our new servant, girl?" she said in a deep, melodious voice, an appraising look on her face. Eyes of blue ice bore into Felicia. The gaze was unflinching.
"That's correct," Felicia said quietly. She had to strain to keep the composure in her voice.
"I think," the Goddess began, brushing her white-blonde hair as she talked, "that some of my girls will be very pleased to welcome you personally. We have been awaiting a new arrival for quite some time. As you may know already, I am Divine Goddess Demileigh." Demileigh stood, casting a golden brush to one side, and descended the marble steps of her throne toward Felicia. One of the girls quickly collected the brush as if it were a treasured heirloom, and went back to the arms of the girl she'd been sitting with. "Do you know what I am the Goddess of, perchance?" Demileigh asked.
Felicia shook her head.
The Goddess approached, standing so close now that Felicia could feel radiating warmth from her body. Demileigh smiled coyly and continued. "Unlike my fellow Divines, I care not for boring things like crafting or fighting." She said the words as if she felt disgusted by the mere act of holding them on her tongue. "Instead, my time is devoted to fucking. There is great artistry to making love, but I believe that the highest art is only possible during the coupling of women. It is... Divine."
Felicia felt a cold shiver as Demileigh's fingers brushed gently against her cheek.
"Girls are the Divine's most beautiful creations," the Goddess went on. "They're delicate, pretty things. Their bodies are tested and changed during childbirth, used as things instead of being worshipped for their simple beauty. Do not mistake me, there is nobility in motherhood, but..."
Demileigh's face was very close to Felicia's now, just inches away. Plump pink lips broke apart to reveal perfect white teeth. The Goddess leaned in further, her eyes of blue ice wide in front of Felicia's own. Demileigh spoke in barely a whisper.
"Some girls are made to be fucked by other women. Wouldn't you agree?"
Felicia was finding it difficult think. She wanted to protest. She had been sold, unwillingly into this Goddess's service. Her life had been ripped from under her. But, as Felicia looked into the Goddess's eyes, these thoughts dissipated as if hit by a strong breeze.
"Do you want to kiss me, girl?" the Goddess asked.
Despite herself, Felicia nodded.
Demileigh slapped her.
Felicia craned, trying not to fall over. Her mouth dropped open in shock, her cheek and jaw aching like fire. What-
"Foolish girl," Demileigh said, walking away from her. Blonde curls tumbled down her back, coming to the base of her spine, above a very wide and curvy set of hips. Felicia stared in shock at the Goddess's round, firm buttocks as Demileigh strutted away.
"What was that for?" Felicia spluttered.
"You must earn the right to kiss your Goddess," she said, turning back, and sitting in her throne. "After all, only my favourites receive the honour of kissing me. You must earn that. You must prove yourself a worthy lover before you may warm my bed."
Felicia went pale. It had felt as if a spell had been taken off of her. She still found the Goddess incredibly attractive, but her anger at the slap made her feel defiant. She would not do what this woman wanted, Goddess or no.
"I won't," Felicia said. "I won't warm your bed. I'll-"
But at that moment, two pairs of arms grabbed Felicia's shoulders firmly, forcing her to the floor. Green vines sprouted from the seams of the marble, wrapping themselves around Felicia's arms and legs. She knelt, unable to move.
"Girls?" Demileigh called playfully. "Make sure she enjoys every second of it. Betha, Laurien, Chace - would you kindly welcome Felicia to my Pantheon? Remember not to stop until she begs."
"Yes, Goddess," one of the girls said confidently. "Don't worry, I'll make her into a good little girl for you. Would you like that Felicia?"
"No," Felicia breathed. "Please, I-"
One of the girls placed her index finger against Felicia's lips, shushing her. All of a sudden, Felicia found she couldn't speak. The girl cocked her head in interest as she drew her finger away.
"Please, try to relax. I'm Laurien, by the way," one of the other girls said brightly. "I think you'll be fine once you get the hang of things. Now, sit quietly and don't speak unless spoken to. Do you like girls?"
Felicia could've sworn she shouted 'No!', but instead she said: "Yes, I like girls."
Betha and Chace were stripping each other's clothes off in front of her. Laurien sat beside Felicia, putting an arm over her shoulder. "That's good," Laurien said. "You'll fit right in!" Then she gestured to Betha and Chace and said: "Do you like looking at them?"
Again, Felicia willed herself to say 'No!', but all that came out of her mouth was a soft "Yes, they're pretty." Her eyes looked at Chace's curves. Chace was petite, with curly brown hair and a lightly freckled face.
She looked at Felicia and smiled. "Would you want to fuck me?" she asked, playfully.
"Yes," Felicia said, biting her lip. What was happening? Why was her mouth refusing to say what she wanted? Had Betha put a spell on her when she touched Felicia's lips?
Laurien seemed to read her eyes. "Oh, don't worry!" she said in her high voice. "Betha did put a spell on you; it's the first step of your transformation. The Goddess's magic allows your mind to reaffirm everything you need to feel and believe in order to serve her. I promise that after a few minutes, you won't even be thinking of anything else at all."
Felicia struggled against the vines holding her. She was scared. She had been scared when she was sold into service, but she never thought that this would be how she would be serving. The fear made her want to protest even more, but she found herself looking at Chace's cute butt.
"Shall we fuck?" Chace said casually to Betha.
"Of course, darling," Betha grinned. "Let's fuck."
Chace kissed Betha lovingly on the lips. Within minutes, Felicia could see a wetness glistening from between Betha's legs. Chace flicked her fingers across it, causing Betha to moan.
"Do you like watching them?" Laurien asked in Felicia's ear. "Does watching girls fuck excite you?"
"Yes," Felicia moaned. "They look so good!"
The passion between the two women was growing rapidly. They kissed ever more frantically, lips smacking softly against each other, as Chace's finger slipped again and again over Betha's clit.
Laurien whispered breathlessly in her ear again: "Don't you just want to eat her up? They say whenever two women make love, their passion feeds the Goddess. Do you want to feed the Goddess? Do you want to be a good servant?"
"I want to be a good servant," Felicia said. "I want to make the Goddess feel good." It was growing harder and harder for her to resist. Felicia almost wanted to believe that this was her new purpose.
And then, Chace gently but firmly pushed Betha to the floor. Betha crawled backwards toward Felicia. The vines which bound Felicia opened and pulsated around her limbs, shifting her into a sitting position and spreading her legs. Felicia could feel how wet she was. As much as she hated to obey, watching the girls gave her a hot throbbing in her temples.
Betha settled between Felicia's legs and leaned back against her. She spread her legs and Chace lay on her tummy, sliding into the space.
Felicia let out a moan as Chace started licking Betha's pussy. She could feel Betha's soft skin against her. Betha's deep brown hair brushed against Felicia's breasts as she writhed around Chace's tongue. Felicia watched the curve of Chace's ass rise and fall as she ate Betha's pussy. The fat on her butt jiggled gently as she shook it. Her eyes stayed locked on Felicia's eyes as she lapped, licked and sucked the girl's pussy. Betha's moans were growing louder.
"Do you want to feel what she feels?" Laurien asked.
Felicia felt like she was about to burst. "Yes!" she whimpered.
"You can join when you beg," Chace said, looking up at Felicia from between Betha's thick thighs, fingers still pumping in and out of the girl. "I'm not letting her come until you beg."
"Do you want her to come, Felicia?" Laurien asked. "Do you want to be a good girl and let Betha come all over Chace's lips? Look how pretty those lips are."
In that moment, Felicia knew Laurien had taken Betha's spell away. She could say whatever she pleased. But as Felicia sat there feeling Betha's hips, hearing the soft sucking noises coming from Chace's tongue edging Betha's pussy, only one, resounding thought stabbed through her mind.
"I want to please women!" she cried, breathlessly. "I want to make other girls feel good. Please, Laurien, I want Betha to come. I want to see Chace lap up everything. Can I serve the Goddess? Please? I want to be a good girl."
Chace grinned as she buried her face in Betha's pussy. Betha's thighs responded by gripping hard against Chace's head, messing up the girl's pretty curls. As Betha's moans rent the air, she turned and kissed Felicia passionately on the lips. Her lips were wet and full, and so deliciously soft. Felicia felt the heat in her face build and build. This was her purpose. She wanted it so badly. If only she could feel the same pleasure that Betha just felt...
But then, Felicia blacked out.
When she awoke, she was no longer in the throne room. Felicia was sitting in a large bedroom. Luxurious decorations covered the walls and floors. The bedsheets were a deep crimson, trimmed with fur. On the bed sat the Goddess Demileigh, reading a book. She was no longer wearing the dress she wore earlier. Instead, she had put on a deep blue gown, tied tightly about her waist. Even with her body covered, Felicia could still see the strong feminine curves that outlined the Goddess. Her chest threatened to burst out from the gown at any moment. Her thick, slender thighs were folded, revealing long legs with bare, muscular calves.
"What happened?" Felicia asked.
