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Only two of the lithe, darkly adorned guards remained to watch their charge. Their imposing, sensual forms stood stock still, unwavering in their single-minded purpose. Their entirely black and skin tight "armor" made every muscle and curve of the two pronounced in a way that both excited the libido as it promised dangerous ability. Cianna wondered what one of them might look like in the throes of ecstasy.

Cianna turned her gaze from eyeing the beautifully dangerous figures to her wife beside her. Eyes closed, Aria's chest rose slowly, lips parted just slightly to let her even breaths flit across them. She slumbered, emanating content on her relaxed face. Her motherly figure draped over the length of the couch swelled with her dreamy breathing, the exposed milky skin exciting Cianna’s hunger despite just being sated. Aria’s freshly grown cock lay relaxed against her round thigh as she slumbered, hanging over the mass of bubbly flesh. Cianna sat against her wife’s slumped form, an arm wrapped around to run lightly through her dark hair.

She had not had a true lover in centuries. Sex of course was a daily thing for her, her countless progeny over the centuries a testament to her promiscuity. But true companions were far in between the streams of endless companions.

The last human to capture her heart had been a man, a great king of a long dead civilization who'd become completely infatuated with her beauty and power. She smiled as the memory of her previous lover came to the forefront. He'd been utterly taken, foregoing any prestige or recognition by his peers, declaring his undying love for the goddess. It had taken years, but eventually Cianna had come to recognize him as someone deserving of her reciprocation. Proud to a fault yet at the same time a good ruler who took care of those he was charged with (It also didn’t hurt that he was a bit of a prodigy in the bedroom). Cianna had enjoyed her years spent with the man, the short time leaving a bitter-sweet taste as it always did.

Cianna shivered as Aria shifted in her sleep. Her shoulder rubbing up against Cianna's still hyper-sensitized breast.

Aria was something different. They'd bonded on a deeper level, their souls literally intertwined by a being of such power that none would ever be able to undo it. A thing which was in itself only possible because their souls were already so closely aligned to begin with. Because of this Aria would never die, and they would be inseparable. Aria was no longer just some human, lying somewhere in between, she carried in her soul a part of Cianna’s divinity.

The trade off was Cianna herself was made slightly less than devine. Less powerful, requiring more "worship", she was made more like any other human, her power was significantly diminished from before. Abilities previously insignificant for her god-hood now needed her full power to achieve.

Yet she didn’t begrudge Aria, in the short time since surrendering a part of her soul to the woman beside her she had known such fulfillment as to make the last thousand worth living just for these past few years. The fact that she would continue to share her long life with Aria excited her to no end. Then Tinn had come into their lives and nearly ruined all of that. While they were immortal, they were not impervious to mental and physical alteration. Alteration which could ruin a happy shared eternity. They had not come out unscathed, as attested by Aria’s… loss of innocence? But they were still in-tune with one another and if possible Cianna found herself falling ever more in love with her wife since the change to her personality. The “bite” she now seemed to be capable of was… exhilarating in a completely satisfying way to Cianna. Perhaps Cianna had not survived without being affected herself by Tin’s machinations...

Cianna’s ear pricked as the calm silence of the dim office was broken by voices out in the hall. The voice of one female guard talked quiet and confident with another deep and gruff sounding being. The gruffer voice was growing louder by the second, bordering on yelling as the conversation settled.

Cianna idly pet her sleeping wife still, curious about the intrusion but happy to let Aria's protectors handle whatever it was.

Eventually the conversation seemed to settle and there was a knock at the door. “Come in” Cianna said, still lazily coming Aria’s locks.

In walked the tall, amazonian figure Cianna knew as one of Tinn’s favored guards. Sal was a giant of a woman. Standing tall enough to need to bend down to make it through the door, her nearly eight foot, muscle-bound stature made most of those who encountered her cower in fear.

Cianna’s memories of the woman however were primarily of the constant time spent being tortured down in Tinn’s favorite dungeon.

Cianna looked into those blue eyes, her gaze unwavering and posture relaxed.

“Sal! It’s so nice to see you! How have you been?” she said in a conversational tone at the same time that she cast a spell, muffling the noise of her speaking to the dickgirls sleeping.

Sal smiled wolfishly back “Heya pup, jus’ been playing with a new toy I found. Since my last one is off limits nows.” she winked her huge brow with a grin “A shame, but you get by wif what you have.” her muscle bound shoulders shrugged massively. Cianna merely nodded much to Sal’s chagrin. The huge woman pursed her lips before tossing something on the ground before her.

“Well, here it is. Found this thing perving on your little pretties outside.”

The crumpled form sat up slowly, a bruised hand going to their forehead as they groaned. The boy looked… average… in every conceivable way. Not too attractive or unattractive, the brown haired man continued to rub his forehead. Bruises covered his body, clothes torn and thin in places. The only distinguishable part of him was the slight green to his otherwise inconspicuous gaze.

“It looks like you did more than just find him Sally.” Cianna clearly noted how beaten up the man looked.

“Pbbha!” the tall woman laughed. “It’s not my fault that he’s a tiny piece of meat. Took a lot longer cuz of his pathetic dick. Had to keep punching him to keep the tiny thing from going soft on me.”

Jayce looked up indignantly at his torturer.

“I’m perfectly average, I'll have you know! You’re just a sadistic hag who likes it when you can beat on people smaller than you.”

Sal’s foot came down with a thunderous stomp not a few inches from Jayce’s groin. A small yelp came from him as he moved back a few scoots.

“So you admit that you’re small?” she grinned as she stooped to his level. “Then I might as well turn you into a girl?” She moved her heel-boot closer menacingly.

“I think that’s enough torturing the locals, Sal. I can take it from here.” Cianna said aloud.

Sal Grinned with a predatory gaze at Jayce’s shivering form before stomping off and slamming the door behind her as she leaned through.

“So, perving on my daughters is it?” Cianna’s voice sounded just a little less than friendly but still conversational.

Jayce looked back dumbly, his gaze moving away from ogling the slumbering form of Celise behind the desk.

“Uh… daughters?”

“Of course I’m not opposed to them having pervs for companions but I’d like to think any hopefuls would have the courage to talk to them in person about it.”

Jayce’s face lit up and he stumbled to his feet.

“No, yeah, totally! I was just coming by to confess my undying love for your beautiful aaand compassionate and, uh… and beautiful children!”

He slightly cringed when he said beautiful for a second time.

Cianna rolled her eyes at the idiot’s bumbling.

“Very well, apologize and get out of here.” she said as she pointed to Celise behind the desk as she lifted the muffling spell.

“Celise, daughter, there’s somebody who has something to say to you.”

Celise stirred, one of her bunny ears flopping oddly behind her head as she stretched, waking from her long slumber. Still naked like her mothers were, she searched around, her eyes alighting on the buffoon in the middle of the room who was watching her looking like he’d just seen some delicious steak.

Cianna flexed her will and a loud slap echoed out from the young man’s backside. He yelped, rubbing his lower back as he spoke. “Hey there, uh… Miss Celise… I’m um… sorry for watching your window…” he rubbed the back of his head as his cheeks turned a slight shade of pink.

Celise looked over to her mother quizzically, looking somewhat shy and confused from her slumber.

“It’s kind of embarrassing, but I’m sort of a fan…” at Celise’s weird look he continued “the tempting triplet trio… I know… dumb name...We’re a group online who talks about you three and uh… posts pictures of you.”

It was Celise’s turn to go bright pink.

“I know you probably don’t know about us with how your owner keeps you collared up but… uh, yeah… here I am!” Jayce lifted his arms out to either side, as if to put himself on display.

Cianna thought it somewhat cute how this young man seemed to grow so uncertain in front of her daughter. His previous tone and manner had been a bit off-putting if she were honest. Yet now as he talked to Celise his body language had shifted to a sort of embarrassed infatuation.

Celise looked over to her mother one more time before facing him once more.

“It’s ok, um…”

“Jayce! My name’s Jayce!” He said, proud to have something concrete to present to his idol.

“It’s ok, Jayce. I… uh… I’m flattered really… maybe you could tell me more about some of my um… fans?”

His face brightened “Yes! Definitely!”

Celise’s features burned brightly throughout the whole exchange. Cianna rolled her eyes as she cuddled up closer to her other half.

Sounds of strain and someone caught up in combat echoed down the hall.

The building she was in was immense. Korrine dashed down seemingly endless hallways lined with endless doors. Ignoring them all she fought her way to her charge, the picture ingrained in her head of the mansion’s layout directing her swift stride.

In every corridor there was usually one or two of the fleshy and tentacled blobs oozing it’s way to whatever unsuspecting victims it could get its “hands” on. With ease Korrine smashed the disgusting things, only stopping to gain her bearings when faced with an intersection.

It was at one of these she noticed the sound. Down to her right the echoes of some blunt objecting meeting with flesh reverberated over and over, feminine grunts accompanying the noise.

Quickly She passed around the corner and laid into dozens of tentacled horrors between her and a girl fighting on her own. Korrine’s muscles pulsed with blue light as her speed and flexibility picked up. Like a dancer performing to a recitation for the hundredth time Korrine’s body moved through the swarm, her uncanny ability to attack multiple targets at once with precision and strength had her soon up to the thin woman’s side. Backs to the wall, they surveyed the trail of blood and tentacle parts Korrine had left in her wake.

“Thank you.” the girl said, her smirk broad even as she prepared for the swarm which had seemed to grow around the trail of ****.

“I’d like to say that I had this handled but, uh… let’s just say I’m a bit handicapped at the moment.” She looked down to her weapon with a shrug.

Korrine looked at the staff the girl held out. Korrine didn’t think the girl looked “handicapped”. She very clearly knew how to hold herself, from the viewpoint of one familiar with martial arts that is. The style with which she held her tool slightly unfamiliar to Korrine. Her thin and nigh bleached skin had scrapes, scuffs and dark blood marring her otherwise angelic visage. The sheen of dried cum mixed in with that odd cocktail, making her look something between a warrior princess and a cheap street whore.

The little monsters individually weren't an issue for the two but as they were swarmed by the dozens Korrine began to see how the other woman might have been struggling. Just one mistake could lead to one of them getting a hold and then it would be a short ride to looking like the redhead she had seen when entering this reality. Still with the assistance of the magically modified Korrine they eventually cleared through the mob.

The other girl slumped against the wall, her chest rising and falling with exertion. Her body had been nearly drenched in the dark blood of the parasitic blobs. Between breaths she asked a question.

"That's an interesting fighting style." She breathed out heavily, a hand shaking out her staff to clear some of the gunk "I would like to examine it more... properly, later if you are interested." Her eyes lingered on the tube of flesh molded to the inside of Korrine's thigh as she talked which made Korrine think she wasn't talking about her fighting style exactly.

Korrine stood in stark contrast to the other girl, looking no more exhausted than when she passed around the corner and with only small grazing bits of red here and there on her gracefully athletic figure.

Korrine ignored the other girl's lecherous gaze, turned her long, strong legs to head off towards where she guessed Tinn would probably be at this time of night.

"Wait!" Korrine turned back to the girl, stopping her steps.

The girl deflated somewhat at Korrine’s hard stare “I don’t think you want to go that way right now…”

“Why” Korrine asked with a harsh tone.

“Its… well I think these… peculiarities came from that direction… and while you seem to be a quite capable individual, I don’t think you can quite handle all that’s happening that way.”

Korrine turned, ignoring the girl's warning to continue on her way in a swift jog. “Then all the more important that I am there to help.”

Nina shrugged her blood and cum splattered shoulders, letting out a breath as she did. “Well I tried.”

Nina sat, worried, partially for the girl who’d just ran and partially for the world as a whole. Those dark, bottomless eyes… Last time she’d seen someone like that… She shook her head. She still needed to find someone more capable than herself to handle it all… Maybe the martial fighter who’d ran off would be capable, but Nina was fairly certain that just physical strength wouldn’t be enough.

Sighing, she rested her head against the wall behind her. Her elbow suddenly met with an odd wet feeling. She looked down blearily through her exhaustion. Suddenly pain, warmth and perverse pleasure coursed straight up her arm from that point. “GUAAAAGH!!” she yelled, her other hand going to her elbow, holding through the insane pressure.

When it had passed, heart pounding and breathing rapid, she looked to her pounding elbow. Wrapped around the sides of her thin extremity, familiar black tentacles pulsed with an otherworldly beat. Tenderly she felt with her fingers around the strong yet squishy appendage to the outside edge of her elbow. She was met with the precipice into a gaping tunnel going up her arm from that point. She bent double with the all consuming pleasure that assaulted the arm. The feeling was so… wrong. Like the feeling when that part of the body is bumped in the wrong way, like static mixed with the mind-melting pleasure of being fucked in a hyper-sensitized pussy, Nina screamed through a series of the weirdest orgasms she’d ever experienced.

Alice hummed happily in her sister’s mind, pumping a deluge of energetic endorphins straight into her pleasure center even as the dual dicked futa pumped her fresh and delicious seed into her sis’ waiting face pussy. Jane’s eyes rolled up, her dick hole’s so sensitive since being assimilated with the horrific parasites attached at their ends that it extended her climax. Her immense balls shot stream after stream of thick, juicy sperm, pulling at the last dregs from her nearly constant orgasms since being altered.

Alice’s hand rimmed around Eve’s neck hole as she sucked down her meal. The poor changer’s body convulsed with each slow rounding of the gaping hole in the base of her skull. The pooling cum rippled about Eve’s trembling form as she lay planted face down in the endless white tide. Alice found playing with her ****’s hideous hole infinitely entertaining. There was just something so satisfying about turning this girl into a hapless and horny piece of meat.

Her eyes roamed over the rest of the room. Bodies littered in a mess of arms, legs and massive dicks. Moans bounced around the dark room in an ever increasing staccato.

Nearby Raiya’s massive body quaked, standing. She stared, wide eyed down at Ivy who was split by her male double. Raiya looked consumed by the sight of the rutting couple, she pumped her hands furiously in and out of her front parasitic hole as she watched hungrily. Ivy moved one fist in and out of one of her gaping milk holes as she sucked eagerly on another of the modified tits. Her male half sucked on one as well, gulping down so much of her sweet fluid as to make a slight paunch in his taut belly. Ivy herself was bloated with fresh pregnancy, looking to be near full term with her male double’s child.

In the center of the massive bed was one giant pile of bodies so large that it was hard to tell where one dickgirl ended and the next began.

Ban was obviously underneath Jane’s huge balls impaled once again on Alice’s ridiculous length. Split so wide that her body looked more like a dick-shaped tube, her cock prodded into the balls above her, occasionally squirting a sticky substance over the stretched sack.

It wasn’t enough. Alice needed to savor the perverse corruption, that moment when they slowly sink ever lower into hedonistic indulgence. So as she shoved her sister’s cock even further down her distended throat pussy she directed a command at Eve’s shellshocked mind.

*snap*

The moans turned nearly into screams as those already changed by the parasites were modified once again. Alice watched with glee as the cock she was so hungrily squeezing began to grow large, pulsing, black veins. They writhed down the turgid length, wide and ominous they glowed similar to the chains tattooed into her skin. Jane’s eyes rolled back and she pumped her twin dicks all the faster as those wicked veins snaked down them.

All around the room other’s corrupt holes were being similarly changed. Black veins of horrific origin pulsing out from the already freakish looking holes.

Raiya seemed to be losing the battle with her libido, stepping closer to her friend getting railed on the floor as her own “pussy” pulsed out it’s dark corruptive veins.

Another command.

*snap*

More moans.

Ivy’s massive tit holes rippled. The blackish flesh ringing her tits morphed, closing to form a demonic slit of purple and black. The milky flow subsided slowly, beading a heavy flow just like her massive pussy down below. The black veins covered her huge tits now, only just stopping their ever constant climb over the milky white skin.

Raiya’s front hole similarly morphed into a blackened pair of lips. The centaur’s mind seemed to return just slightly after the change as she stared down at her fresh pussy with wonder and fear.

All across the room people were waking from the all-consuming libidinous haze which had clouded their minds. Some standing to look around in confusion and lust, investigating their parasitic pussies.

One final command.

*snap*

With a heave she lifted herself and her nearly person sized cock. Slowly she pulled from Ban’s tight, corrupted ass hole. With a wet and loud “SCHLORP” her cock swung wildly into the open air. Pumping her hand the last few, she pointed it’s huge tip at the pile of bodies in the center of the bed.

Instead of the normal white-ish of her huge spunk load it was a near tar black in coloration which propelled from her massive cock-head. It launched in huge spurts onto the pile of horny, just waking bodies. Jackhammering on her dick, ban stood next to her, eagerly contributing the mind-numbing climax. With no mouth to speak, Alice shouted out in the minds around her, forcing them all to cum with her, momentarily returning them to the mind-numbing bliss of the past few hours, spraying cum and milk in great gouts above and around her.

The jet of tar like cum splattered across the exhausted forms on the bed. Instead of sliding off as expected, it coagulated, forming around the tight, nubile bodies. Their moans seemed to cascade ever louder as the pile of bodies were coated in a layer of latex. From head to toe it applied to their bodies like a second skin, going inside their mouths and other holes so that every open orifice was the shiny black of their changed skin. The orgy began anew, dozens of squeaking bodies rubbing up against each other in carnal hunger.

Alice stood proud of her achievement, watching the living latex mob moan out of perpetually open lips as her cock leaked it’s last onto the ground before her.

“RAAAAAGH!”

Alice turned to see the massive, hulking form of one of the changed Soraya’s rushing straight at her. Huge, bulging muscles covered her tall form, her cock, nearly as large as Alice’s softening member and her tits standing as big as Ivy’s.

At the last moment the mountain of muscle threw herself to the side, landing face first in the pooling cum swirling about on the floor. She grunted in frustration as she tried to stand yet was incapable of going past a kneeling position in front of Ivy.

“That’s so mean, I gave you a nice, fresh pussy and you decided to hurt me.” Alice conveyed mentally. Stepping forward she coaxed fresh life into her ridiculous member, aiming for the tall girl’s parasitic pussy.

The muscled woman looked back, horrified as she felt the massive tip press up against her moist lips. She had seen what Alice’s cum had done to the mass of people on the bed and the idea freaked her the fuck out. Alice saw her fear and relished in it.

“Woh, hey, look! We don’t need to go that far! I knew you wouldn’t be in any danger! I-I just wanted to talk!?”

“Oh yeah? What about?” Alice said as she began to pop her head in and out of the massive lips.

“Uh…” her face lit with an idea “Protection! I could guard you, you know? Like, you’ve got the mind thing and I’m super strong so it’s perfect!?” She shivered as Alice **** just a little more of her immense girth inside.

“Hmmm… well I suppose I could use a big, strong, protector for now.” she said big and strong in a childish way inside their minds, mocking her words.

She conveyed her voice to all in the room, whether they were paying attention to her or not “It doesn’t matter either way, your sexy little pussies are going to slowly corrupt your poor impressionable minds!” Her gleeful voice resonated in their minds so loud it was difficult to ignore “You see those veins growing on you? Each hour those will spread, and when they do they will seep slowly into your head, changing you, making you more like me!”

She ran a hand along her body’s dark chains and up to her eyes where the pits stared back at those watching her.

Horror lit like a bonfire in some. Alice just giggled.

A few ran, leaving the room in a stream stumbling, slipping beautiful figures.

Alice laughed in their minds. “Oh please, do run! It makes it so much more… delicious, when you resist!”

She looked back at the mountain of muscle that had been slowly creeping closer as she monologued.

“Yes! Like that! Fight! Plot! I can’t think of everything so obviously there must be hope!” She giggled happily in their minds.

“Still I suppose a punishment is in order.” she said.

Her hand leisurely massaged along her body length of cock, pointed straight at the kneeling muscle-girl before her. She, in turn, stared at it’s head in horror as it belched black pre onto the ground before her.

“You’re going to be such a cute latex toy.” she said as she “booped” the spongy head against her open lips.

-Thanks for sticking with me on my silly story about sexy goddess' doing sexy things :)