A Second Try

Carnachias twitches, gasps for breath, and stands on trembling legs. "...T-that was it?" she asks. "Seriously?"

"What do you mean? I just watched you cum," you point out, trying not to sound defensive.

"I got mortalized, captured by a giant ****-monster... and I'm still standing? Still thinking? What the hells, anon?" Carnachias turns and walks toward the edge of the circle. "I masturbate harder than this --"

You lash out with a tentacle and yank her off her feet again. You hold her upside down, this time -- tentacles on her ankles, pulling her feet in opposite directions, the rest of her body dangling in the air. She grins crookedly. "What's this? Trying again? I hope --"

You slide a thick tentacle straight into her ass. Your natural slime is all the lube you need. She's tight -- tight enough that you can tell she hasn't had much anal. Whatever she was saying cuts off in a soft hiss.

"You'll have to do better --" you plunge a second tentacle down into her pussy. Not a smooth one, this time. This one has bumps and protrusions, with a big knot at the base, and you plunge it all the way in on the first thrust. This gets you a louder yelp, and then: "N-not bad, anon, but --"

You jam a tentacle straight into her mouth, which silences her more permanently. "Quiet, you," you growl at her. "You were a goddess an hour ago, but right now you're a fleshlight with more brains than she needs. Shut up, take what I give you, and learn your place."

"Hnnn!" Her eyes go wide at the rebuke, her holes tighten round your tentacles, and you feel new wetness flooding her packed birth canal. You suppose it's a long time since anyone talked to the Dark Goddess Carnachias quite like this.

You set to thrusting, then. Last time you were considerate, and she mocked you for it. This time, you use strength, pounding your thick tentacles into all three of her holes. Her muffled moans turn to frantic muffled screams, and she cums again, thrashing helplessly in your tentacled clutches.

A quest notification pops into your vision, but you ignore it.

The captive goddess's orgasm earns her no mercy, not this time. You thicken the shaft in her ass, and you add a clit-tentacle set to vibrating as fast as you can run it. You cum, yourself, unexpectedly, load after load of your seed spurting into her. Her belly inflates under the pressure, and her muffled screams grow even shriller, and she cums a third time. You thicken your cocks even more, and you just keep going.

Mana floods into you in a sweet torrent. Did the antimagic fail? No matter -- the goddess impaled on your tentacles doesn't seem to have noticed. Your hindbrain directs your attention to a skill, Contact Aphrodisiac. It costs thousands of mana, but mana is free, and your tentacles pour it into her. Her body fills with the ****, and she cums a fourth time, and a fifth.

You vary the **** a bit -- one moment pinching her nipples, the next spanking her ass -- but you don't let up, not even for a moment. Your grim determination at being taunted is replaced by a sort of awe -- how much can this woman take, anyway? You fuck her and fuck her and fuck her.

Melanoche pokes you to get your attention. "That's enough, I believe," she tells you. "She's been mindbroken for the past half hour, and she's going to lose consciousness if you don't stop."

You check, and it's true. Her body is limp in your slimy grasp, still wracked by waves of pleasure. She's still cumming -- in fact, it's been more or less a constant orgasm for the past five minutes.

Well. Good. "I... meant to do that," you mumble, and it's not untrue. You set her gently on the floor, and you pull out of her. She doesn't move; she just lies there on her back, belly distended, staring at the ceiling, body trembling, moaning softly. "That's... quite an orgasm, there."

"I think her blood is mostly aphrodisiac at this point," Melanoche answers wryly. "I could give her a poison cure, but I'm not going to. She'll snap out of it eventually."

The rest of the conversation goes faster. Melanoche gives you more choices and you choose as best you can. When you're done, she sends you on your way. "Monster evolutions and class evolutions don't happen until you rest," she says. "But incarnating in the world will count as a rest. Choose wisely."

If the Light God was planning to intervene, he certainly hasn't yet.