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5.36 - High Priestess

Slapping her hips into Aria's ass, the priestess's tight pussy walls caressing her—while ahead of Zoey, Delta violated her throat—Zoey had more or less forgotten the whole point of this ritual.

A part of her did recognize that something was happening, though. The room felt too hot, writhing with carnal energy, and some sixth sense of Zoey's tingled, whispering that their lustful ritual was coming to fruition. But, again, with a cute priestess sheathing Zoey's cock, and her orgasm rapidly approaching, Zoey couldn't particularly care. Her original goals didn't matter. Only tight priestess pussy. Ephy was the last thing on her mind.

Groaning, Zoey gripped Aria's hips and shoved forward with one last hard smack, kissing the girl's womb with her cock tip. Hot waves of pleasure wracked through her, working her higher and higher, bliss electrifying every nerve ending as her climax—

—stopped. The oncoming rush refused to hit the peak she was promised. Zoey's eyes squeezed shut, and she strained deeper into Aria, whining with her need to finish, to paint the priestess's womb white and give her the hot load she'd been begging for. But her body refused. She was vaguely aware of Delta groaning in a similar manner, smacking her hips forward and slapping into Aria's face as she tried, and failed, to come to her own peak.

"It's a delightfully agonizing experience, isn't it?" an amused voice came from Zoey's side. "Being right on that cusp, but unable to fall over? It's one of my favorites."

Zoey's head snapped in the direction of the voice. Even mid-orgasm—or mid-denied orgasm—the shock of hearing Ephy's familiar tone snapped her out of her carnal, animalistic need.

"Yes, it's me," Ephy said amusedly. "The goddess you were begging to meet, since you seem to have forgotten all about that."

Zoey gaped at her. Coming back to her senses wasn't an easy task for a whole list of reasons, most of them obvious. Though this was Zoey's third time seeing the goddess in person, her form was no less difficult to take in. The presence of a divine creature—much less one of sensuality and lust—could be overwhelming in the best of situations, much less when Zoey was tugging on a priestess's hips, her legs shaking, trying to get her cock as deep as possible so she could breed the priestess like she'd been begging for.

Delta, likewise, stared at Ephy with shock. She had frozen with Aria's mouth shoved down as forcefully as possible, so the blonde's nose was squished into her pubic region.

Then, Zoey became aware of something else. Aria's lack of reaction. That took immediate precedence—Zoey's brow furrowed with concern.

"Aria?" Zoey asked.

"It's just us, right now," Ephy said. "I had a one-on-one with her earlier. I wanted this to be between us."

"What? What happened to her?"

"She's under stasis. And—please, don't pull out," Ephy said, interrupting Zoey as she tried to step back to check on the blonde. And also because Aria's squeezing heat was rather distracting; she couldn't exactly think while buried into her. "I like the setting as it is," Ephy continued. "It's a delightful sight, a young priestess filled up from both ends." Ephy sighed in approval. "You really know how to get my attention. I'm impressed." The goddess turned to Delta with sparkling eyes. "Especially you. What better way to meet a new follower?"

Delta, understandably, was more caught off guard with this situation than Zoey. With Aria's face still pushed down into her pelvis, she visibly gaped at the goddess—floundering as she tried to come up with something to say. What was she

supposed

to, when meeting a goddess for the first time? While she had her cock nine inches down a priestess's throat? Maybe Delta hadn't even fully believed Zoey, despite everything; it

was

rather fantastical, having a goddess for a patron.

Zoey shouldn't have been surprised by what the foxgirl eventually settled on.

"Why don't you have a cock?" Delta blurted out, her fox ears twitching in confusion. "I thought you'd have a cock."

Zoey sighed in exasperation. Ephy turned to her with raised eyebrows.

"Don't look at me," Zoey said. "She's always like this."

Ignoring Ephy's earlier request, Zoey stepped backward, trying to pull out of Aria. But Zoey's attempt to remove the distraction turned out to be futile. The goddess waved her hand, and Zoey's hips slapped back into the priestess's ass without her input—hard, with a meaty smack. Zoey groaned at the sensation of suddenly re-sheathing herself, and orgasm tickled at her entire body, waves of heat that refused to advance to their promised peak.

"This is," Zoey gasped, "really mean. How am I supposed to talk like this?"

"Figure it out," Ephy said, lips curling in amusement. "But both of you are staying as you are. Like I said, it's a nice setting for this discussion." She turned back to Delta, finally addressing her. "I was just scolding this one," she said, waving at Aria, "for being

too

reverent. But now, here

you

are, with your first words out asking a goddess why she doesn't have a cock. That's not exactly a question for a first-meeting, you know?"

Delta, hilariously, actually blushed. "I just figured you would. It surprised me. Since, well, Zoey does, so ..."

"Like disciple, like mistress?"

"Yeah." Delta coughed, seeming more than a little off-foot. Her eyes flicked down to Aria, who remained silent. Not that she could have talked with foxgirl cock cramming her throat, but still.

What did 'put in stasis' even mean?

"And, uh, I don't mean any disrespect," Delta said. "My ... Goddess?"

Ephy laughed. "Ephy is fine. Or Mistress. I'm fond of that too." She turned to Zoey. "So. You took my advice. I expected you to gallivant around for a few weeks, truthfully. I'm flattered you didn't waste time for once."

"We're really going to talk like this?" Zoey asked, looking down at the woman she and Delta were stuffing with their cocks. "Really? With all three of us frozen?"

"Frozen? Don't feel like you have to stop on my account. By all means, keep using her."

Zoey gave Ephy a flat look, but a squelching noise interrupted her coming retort. She looked over to see Delta shivering as she slid out of Aria's throat, then back in. The priestess gagged, her first reaction since the whole ordeal.

At Zoey turning the incredulous look her way, Delta shrugged sheepishly. "I wanted to know if she'd react to it." Then looking down at Aria, Delta asked Ephy, "She

is

fine though, right? What's 'stasis' mean?"

"Don't worry about it," Ephy said. "I just bought us some privacy, and didn't want to deprive you two of your holes. Now, let's stop dancing around the subject. You've called an audience with me." She faced Zoey. "With more reason than to just introduce me to your girlfriend, I assume. I'm a busy goddess, so get to the point."

The word 'girlfriend' made Zoey's heart flutter, and she shared a quick look with Delta, who blushed in return. The two of them really should talk about that—make sure they knew where they stood on the topic. And what they wanted from each other.

"You told

me

to contact you," Zoey pointed out. Though, she internally conceded that she had sought Ephy with specific questions in mind, so the goddess had a point.

Plus, maybe being

too

casual with a divinity was a bad idea. Ephy needed Zoey, but she was also a being of unknown, but certainly considerable, power. She deserved some respect. And being on her good side was smart, considering her task in this world.

"But, uh, yeah. We haven't heard anything about the vampire, and the Church was a dead end too." She paused. "Have you been watching us?" Did Ephy even know what Zoey was talking about? Zoey assumed the goddess wasn't omniscient, but surely she was keeping tabs on her assigned champion.

"Are you asking if I'm a voyeur?" Ephy asked. "Peeking in on you and your filthy dalliances? I'm offended. Of course I am."

That was good to know.

"You've been watching us fuck?" Delta asked. "Really?"

"I'm the goddess of sex, dear," Ephy said. "I'm aware of nearly

any

intimate relation, in an abstract sense. But my champion, I pay more attention to than most."

"How does

that

work?"

"Godhood is complicated, and not the topic at hand."

"Fair."

Zoey, personally, was a bit more perturbed by the announcement than Delta seemed to be. She tried to ignore the fact that Ephy had apparently been watching her, Rosalie, and Delta get up to all sorts of inappropriate activities. She wasn't surprised, of course, but voyeuristic perverted goddesses peeking in on their intimate sessions was something Zoey wasn't necessarily thrilled about. Though, maybe Ephy didn't mean it literally? With it being some aspect of her divinity? Godhood was, again, probably something not easy to understand. Ephy's clairvoyance could only extend so far, and 'watching' might not mean 'watching' in the way Zoey thought of it.

Or maybe the goddess was just teasing her. There were high odds that was what was happening, too.

"The vampire," Zoey said firmly, reining the conversation in. "How do we find her? Or more about the threat?"

Ephy rolled her eyes. "Do you really think I could answer that? I don't mind touching base with you, but you already know I can't intervene directly—and certainly not hold your hand the whole way through."

"Then what are we supposed to do? How do we find an invisible woman who refuses to be drawn out? We don't even know if she's following us."

Ephy shrugged, unconcerned. "That's for you to figure out. And if you can't in the short term—then keep getting stronger." Her eyes flicked to Delta, then smirked. "And keep growing your loyal harem. That'll help, too."

"I prefer to think of it as

my

harem," Delta said. "But whatever."

Ephy laughed, which Delta seemed pleased by. It wasn't every day someone got to make an actual goddess laugh.

"And what's up with the shards?" Zoey asked. "They're changing, permanently. And the bosses, too, it seems like. What's going on with Mel?"

Again, Ephy shrugged.

"What's the point in communing if you're not going to

answer

anything?"

At the frustrated edge in Zoey's voice, Ephy pouted. "What, is saying hi to your benevolent patron not enough? Maybe I just wanted a social visit. Besides,

I

found this meeting useful, even if I can't help you directly. Mostly because of her." She gestured at Aria. "I was going to chide you on not properly venerating me, but I've solved that problem—and set you up for future success. This young woman is

much

more eager to serve. I like her."

Zoey looked down at Aria, and at the reminder of her situation, her cock pulsed inside the woman. She fought a groan at the renewed sensation, the conversation having somehow distracted her. The young priestess's pussy really was so

tight

.

"She was helpful? How? What did you talk about?"

"I've instated a new High Priestess to worship under you," Ephy said simply. "Since

you're

clearly too distracted to start a following." The goddess walked up to Zoey, then poked her on the chest. "That said, I

do

want you to declare yourself my priestess, like I told you earlier. Make your allegiance known."

"Why would you even care?"

"Maybe I'm a vain goddess. Maybe I have other motives. It doesn't matter. Just do as I say."

A part of Zoey wanted to reject the goddess purely by instinct, since she didn't really trust the woman, but of all hills to die on, this wasn't the one.

"Okay," Zoey said.

"Good." She squeezed Zoey's shoulder. "That's all I have for you. Like I said, I'm not here to solve each and every of your problems."

"You haven't solved any of them," Zoey said dryly.

"Yes, well, there's rules on intervention, as I've said a million times. How about you stop whining and do your job. I gave you a new life and a fourteen-inch cock—and I never even got a thank you for it. Considering that, you complain a lot." She faced Delta. "But it was lovely meeting you, at least. Take care of this one," she said, gesturing at Zoey. "She's annoying, but it would be even more annoying if she died. And she's the best candidate for the job."

"Uh," Delta said. "Don't talk about my girlfriend like that?"

Zoey's heart did a few jumps at the word, and Ephy just laughed.

"Bye-bye, then," the goddess said. "And enjoy your climax. Give your High Priestess a little something extra—consider it a gift from me. She's earned it."

With a wave of her fingers, Ephy disappeared, and reality re-asserted itself.

5.37 - Caught

Delta's orgasm, magically repressed for an agonizing length of time, finally crashed into her, the goddess's presence releasing its supernatural grip.

Her toes curled, and she whined with the sudden blast of heat that rushed through her body. She shoved Aria's face down, burying the priestess's nose into her abdomen. Blissful streaks of pleasure rushed up her cock, then, no longer denied, burst from her. She spilled thick, hot ropes down Aria's constrictive tunnel, splashing ropes of cum straight into her stomach.

Aria, having returned from her temporary stasis, choked and gagged, gripping at Delta's thighs, struggling to take Delta's load—but no less eager for the fact. Her spasming, clenching muscles massaged Delta's cock as she released thick strings of girlcum nine inches down the priestess's throat.

Ahead of Delta, Zoey curled forward, bending over the priestess as she pumped her own heavy load into the girl's womb. Almost as much as Delta was enjoying Aria, that was what electrified her: watching Zoey empty herself into Aria. Neither of them had taken an infertility potion. Zoey was breeding the priestess. Blasting potent waves of seed into her unprotected, fertile pussy. Delta shivered, her hips arching forward just a bit harder, lewdly sharing the girl with Zoey. The two of them pumped a pair of hot loads into their prey for the night, filling the priestess from either end.

Ephy had said to give the priestess 'something extra', because she deserved it. Delta discovered that hadn't been a suggestion—or even an encouragement. Imbued by the goddess of fertility, never-ending waves of white-hot bliss crashed across her, igniting every nerve ending as her cock spasmed. She pumped her load into Aria for nearly a minute straight, and by the time her hips stopped jerking forward to get one last string out, Delta was nearly incapable of standing. Trembling, she took a step back to let the poor girl breathe, her cock slipping out with a squelch. Long strands of saliva bridged her cock to Aria's lips. Aria gasped for air. She'd been down for a while.

Zoey stayed hunched over the priestess, panting heavily from her equally as blissful finish, enjoying her warm pussy sheathe—her recently bred priestess—as a few last spurts visibly squeezed out of her, body jerking with each ejection. Making certain she'd been properly stuffed.

For a while, the three of them simply caught their breaths, coming down from their mind-boggling high. Delta leaned against the altar with a spinning head, finding it difficult to think, much less talk.

"I've ... never been so full," Aria finally groaned. "What did you two do to me? I feel like an éclair."

At that comical imagery—a cream-filled pastry—Delta, despite her exhaustion, laughed. She patted Aria on the shoulder, but moving brought another wave of dizziness, and she sagged back onto the altar. Zoey, somehow looking even more squeezed out than Delta, also chuckled, if less enthusiastically.

Then, something they probably should have expected happened.

Their loud, sweaty exercise in a thin-walled prayer room had drawn attention: the door to the outside hallway opened.

Someone walked in with all of the confidence of a person who

wasn't

expecting to find a cream-filled priestess, Zoey still firmly embedded inside her, and Delta sweating and panting as she regained full consciousness.

"Aria? Abigail said she heard something coming from here. What—"

All four of them froze. The tall, serious-looking priest went especially still.

Then, to Delta's horror, the situation became even worse.

"Dad?!" Aria screeched, scrambling to cover herself. That wasn't an easy task when Zoey still had her bent over the altar, fourteen inches of enormous cock buried in her. "What—what are you doing? Get out. Get out!"

The man gaped at the messy scene defiling the prayer altar. Delta's stomach sank. Aria's

dad

, of all people, had walked in? Talk about bad luck.

"Ari? What is the meaning of this?!"

The poor man sounded like he genuinely didn't understand what he was looking at. He stared at the three naked girls with bulging eyes, and Delta covered herself up. She wasn't exactly bashful, but having been caught fucking a priest's daughter over an altar was—well, not especially pious or not, Delta's cheeks were burning.

Had she just committed legal blasphemy? Probably not, right? Aria

had

led the whole thing. This was an official ceremony.

"Get out!" Aria screeched. She finally staggered backward and to her feet, un-impaling herself from Zoey. Cum poured from down between her thighs, Zoey's massive cock no longer keeping the ridiculous load in. The image of cum pouring from Aria probably didn't help the situation—not that being caught with another woman inside her was really redeemable.

The older man finally reacted. He stumbled back, then fled the room with all haste.

For a while, the three of them stood there, disbelieving of the unfortunate turn of events.

Delta broke the silence.

"Probably not the

best

way to meet the parents," she said. "But surprisingly, not the worst, either."

Aria spun on her. Delta raised her hands immediately, trying to placate the furious expression on the priestess. She had a habit of letting her mouth run when it really shouldn't, and this was no exception.

"Sorry, sorry," Delta said. "Uh. Maybe we should've blocked the door, or something. We could've seen this coming."

Aria glared at her, but, rather than letting loose whatever torrent of anger was brewing, her shoulders sagged, the heat going out of her. Then, she laughed. "Oh, heavens. What just happened?" She groaned. "And why did it have to be my

dad?"

She looked down at herself. "And, really, what did you two

do

to me? My stomach is bulging. Literally." Emphasizing that point, she rubbed a hand against herself. In the best of cases, Zoey could already put out enough of a load to make a girl's stomach feel heavy—Delta would know, being on the receiving end more than once—and with the magical blessing of Ephy to help them, and Delta's assistance too, the priestess had literally been stuffed silly.

Delta admired the sight of Aria's once-flat stomach turned round, her cock twitching in excitement.

"I would ask for a round two," Delta said, eyes crawling up and down Aria's figure, her cock stiffening as it found new excitement. "But I've got the feeling we're going to be kicked out, soon."

"I think that's likely," Zoey said dryly. She turned to Aria. "We need to talk."

"Talk?" Aria asked incredulously. "We need to do more than just

talk

. But it'll have to happen somewhere else. I've got some things to deal with, apparently." She glanced at the door, going a bit pale at the prospect.

"If we told him you were just being a gracious host, would that help?" Delta asked.

Aria narrowed her eyes at her.

"You don't think he'll fall for the 'it was just part of the job' spiel?"

"Ignore her," Zoey said. "Do you need help cleaning up? Or what can we do for you?"

"We

could

double down," Delta said. "Rounds two, three, and four sound nice. Doubling down's never failed me."