A humiliation of a(n) (un)godly proportion

-15th day of AC, 15.04.1052-

-Somewhere in the God's Realm-

This domain, this place, this... enclosure, per se. The God's Realm. While to mortals, such as Apostles, it appeared to be empty, it was, in fact, a planet of its own, full of wonders and secrets much like Casali. There was everything that could constitute a habitable world: ground that formed crevices, mountains, and everything in between; water that flew from those mountains into canyons or formed seas and lakes. There was even a section that was hardly different from Casali's desert - it was a place where Trigal - God of War, Ardu - God of Vengeance, and Wolqa - God of Technology & Innovation, liked residing. Something about the aridity, they said, made the place really pleasant.

But the place Beatrice was standing in was a small hill, in a completely different section of this dimension. From its top, she could easily spot three abodes of gods, each one just barely within her vision, meaning that there were dozens, if not hundreds, of kilometers of distance between them. This would probably be weird for mortals, but here, it was pretty normal to see such distances between them. Gods were creatures of fickle desires, and they decided to live further away from each other. The best example of that was Tanya, who not only lived a few hundred kilometers away from other gods, but also had the entire space around her home spiked with traps to fend off everyone (except for Redion, but the fact that they two banged was well-known anyway).

The elf woman stood on that hill and gazed at the landscape below. She observed the vast expanse of forests and plains, where tall grass swayed gently in the breeze descending from mountaintops behind her. Dressed in a blue cloak, a dark gray shirt, and brown shorts, she breathed evenly, her expression neutral. Her face revealed neither happiness nor anger but rather a sense of detachment. All of this scenery was... serene. She liked it.

But everything had to come to an end, and her break was no different. Taking a deeper breath (or was it a sigh?), Beatrice focused deeply on the scenery. Her eyes suddenly seemed to glow slightly blue, and she noticed how everything started being covered in something akin to dust. At first, there were only a few speckles here and there, but that quickly changed, their numbers increasing rapidly, easily enveloping everything she saw within seconds. And then, she took a second breath, and the assortment of dust seemed to dissipate, only concentrating in several locations, but not obstructing the view as much anymore. Taking a moment to confirm their placement, Rulebreaker formed a tiny smirk. She raised a hand, and the particles seemed to react to her presence, first dispersing before converging onto her exposed fingers, forming something akin to a glove.

She clenched her fist, feeling them give off some power, sending a small jolt of electricity through her body. Then, her eyes gazed upon the terrain before her again.

She was overcome by an indescribable sensation. It was as if she possessed an immense power that could obliterate the vast plains and the ocean beyond them with a mere flick of her wrist. The thought crossed her mind that she could execute this action unnoticed. In the end, who could prove it was her?

...

But Beatrice lowered her hand. The dust around her hand dispersed, leaving it clean and unblemished with its previous presence. The elf woman sighed lightly, and as her eyes lost their glimmer, the fuzzy speckles disappeared from her view.

A second or two more passed, the woman doing a little stretch and feeling a few joints in her shoulders and neck cracking. She already did what was necessary. Now, she needed to wait. But not for long.

Not even a dozen seconds later, Beatrice felt mana around herself shift. Without much of a reaction, she yawned a little. This very act seemed to provoke whatever was behind the change, as it became far more aggressive. Magic power was welling up around her, slightly caressing her legs and arms for a long moment.

Suddenly, the earth beneath Rulebreaker seemed to open up. However, before she started falling down, a spike of rock zoomed at her, barely missing the woman and impaling her cloak, raising it up with her. After rising up to about 30 meters, the pillar stopped, leaving Beatrice hanging. With a second, prolonged yawn, she crossed her arms under her chest, completely unfazed by the spectacle.

The tempest wind started blowing at her, swinging her body to her sides slightly with every second. Still, her face conveyed barely an emotion, her eyes lazily tracking a tornado that formed some distance away.

The tube of wind started moving, coming closer and closer in a zig-zag pattern. As it did so, its height seemed to decrease, showing that on top of it was something. Or someone.

'There she is.' Rulebreaker thought, watching the typhoon approach her.

Trees below Beatrice were starting to bend and break under the immense pressure of the current, shards floating up and about. Some of them even hit the woman, but they were far too slow and blunt to even scratch her skin.

Eventually, after about a dozen seconds, the wind seemed to stabilize, calming down to just a fast breeze, narrowly a gale, perhaps. The tornado lowered itself, and a young woman appeared from within.

From a distance, Beatrice could easily see the symmetrical features of the goddess's face. Her red eyes gleamed, and her sharp chin gave her a striking appearance. Her ears appeared pointy, extending backward along her skull, hidden under her hair. The woman's cheeks were slightly puffy and formed a grimace with her half-full lips. A small, pointy nose with a golden nose ring completed her look.

Her golden hair of about shoulder length flailed around her head in the wind. The sun's rays made it shine even more, adding to her menacing presence. She wore large circular earrings in a shiny platinum shade.

The goddess wore a long, teal robe covering her entire body from the neck to the toes. Some red stripes were visible on her hips and shoulder level, as well as golden bracelets on the goddess's elbows, giving her a slightly dangerous aura. Still, the most prominent features of her body, namely bulging breasts and bottom and a faintly chubby stomach, were very easily visible. The woman appeared slightly similar to Sia. They appeared to be of similar heights, but Beatrice could discern that the Goddess of Light was taller.

The woman commanded the mana around, bringing the cyclone of air closer. She stopped when their faces were barely three meters away from one another.

"Well, would you look at that?" she spoke with a somewhat melodic yet heavy voice. In a way, it sounded like she was trying to intimidate Beatrice. "The shitface came around. Wonder what she wants?"

"Hi Jua," Rulebreaker answered. "I see you're having a blast since your last escape from the dairy?"

Jua frowned angrily at the insult but only breathed in and out, deciding not to act upon it. "For what reason are you--"

"Hey, sorry," Beatrice interrupted, raising her voice somewhat. "I know you want to flaunt your flawless fart-control skills, but it's kinda windy in here (and a little loud, too). You're a solid 7, but I need you to go down to a 3. You can do that for me, right?" she asked, gesturing the two levels with a hand.

"..."

"...you can do that, right?" Rulebreaker repeated her question, putting some emphasis on the second word.

Jua sighed and waved her hand. In an instant, the tornado dissipated, and a small platform of earth formed beneath the goddess, levitating in place silently.

"Thanks," Beatrice showed the goddess a thumbs up. "Much better."

"So, would you mind telling me what business you have with me, summoning me like that?"

"Well, hell if I know," the red-haired woman shrugged. "I'm just standing there, admiring the landscape and all, you know? And then suddenly BAM, I get Roku'd out of the blue. I don't know if I already said it, but: rude."

"...Tsk," Jua clicked her tongue. "You came here and summoned me for no reason at all?"

"No, no, I'm pretty sure there was a reason," Beatrice replied, putting a hand on her chin, a thoughtful expression gracing her face. "But, uh... it must've gone with the wind," she added, shrugging and forming a smile full of innocence.

'I swear, if this woman doesn't stop with those puns and insults, I'm going to ignore her being a referee and just pummel her mug into a pulp.'

"Oh, right, I remember now," Rulebreaker's face beamed with a wider smile. "It was about the Competition. Your Apostle, to be exact."

"What about him?"

"Ah, you know, things."

"...explain, please?"

"Well, so, it starts roughly a week ago. I'm getting accustomed to my new position, to my responsibilities and all (Surprisingly, I got quite a few), and you know, I started reviewing some footage. Had to get to know the crew and all that. Some Apostles went for quantity and got a team instantly. Others like to play it slow and have no companions yet. And then, uh... then there is yours."

"What about him?"

"I mean, he's a lucky man, that's what I got to say. I mean really, forming a pact with an elemental is a rarity since those are very shy. And yet, in just four weeks, he managed to get not one, not two, but three contracts?! And oh my, if they don't have an affluent relationship," Rulebreaker brought a hand to her mouth for a moment.

"So what? I explained to him how and where to look for elementals. He got lucky with being able to summon them, sure, but isn't luck also a skill?"

"Well, it certainly is said to be. However... I took a bit of a step back, per se, and... there's something amiss about his interactions. You see, there have been some... spikes of mana around him. They were miniscule and didn't seem to do much, but... I just want to let you know, you know?"

"W-Well, thank you for that, I suppose..." Jua answered, but there seemed to be a slight shake in her voice, if only for a moment.

"But I took it a little step further and turns out that just before he made contact with the elementals, there were, uh... spikes of mana in God's Realm. And you know, it'd be nothing suspicious if it were the still mana, but... it was the ambient one."

"Huh..." '...Shit. She definitely knows.' "You're saying I had something to do with that?"

"I mean, I'm not going to be throwing around accusations or anything. Let's be real, coincidences do happen sometimes, right?"

"...right," 'What's she planning...?'

"But just in case, I'll ask you," Beatrice's demeanor seemed to change in an instant, powerful pressure emanating from her as she unveiled her magic power. "You do happen to know the consequences of cheating, right?"

"O-Of course I d-do," Jua answered, a bit of a nervous shake in her tone. "The rules were v-very clear about that," 'There's something off about her...' Jua thought, taking a short, tense moment to try and analyze the mana around her and Rulebreaker. 'I thought... she couldn't control it?'

"Good. That's really good. I'm glad we're on the same page," Beatrice answered, releasing her bloodlust. Almost instinctively, Jua breathed a relieved sigh. "Well then, I... I... ah... aaah..." the elf woman appeared to lose focus on the goddess in front of her, her mouth parting slightly.

"...Rulebreaker?"

"*Achoo!*" Rulebreaker sneezed. The moment the action happened, there was a slight explosion of mana from her position, tangible and strong enough to smash the obelisk that held her. She started falling into a cloud of dust, soon landing on the ground.

The sudden turbulence of mana didn't leave Jua unscathed, either. The platform of the earth under her shattered into tiny pieces and, before she reacted, gravity took hold of her. However, she didn't stay shocked for long; almost immediately, she channeled mana around herself, sucking up all water particles from the surrounding air, and within a split second, she was descending on a large snowflake, wide enough for her to comfortably stand on.

After reaching ground level, she noticed how Beatrice coughed continuously, swaying dust away from her face in a slightly frantic motion. Jua quickly swiped her own hand, causing a powerful wind current to take away the dust cloud into the distance, leaving them with fresh, clean air.

"Ah, thanks, I-- *Cough cough!* I'm kinda allergic to ambient mana..."

"...so... what was that last thing, again?"

"Oh, right, thanks for the reminder," Rulebreaker reached out to her side, and a large glass bottle appeared in her hand. "Here," she threw the container to the goddess.

"...?" snatching the bottle from the air, Jua took a closer look at it.

It was... just a bottle. It had every quality of one, even coming with its own cork. Just looking at it, the goddess could estimate that it would be able to hold about two whole liters of a given liquid. However, right now, it was empty.

"...what am I to do with this?"

"You see, there was a request from Regan to you. He's asking about some of your 'godly nectar'," Beatrice shrugged lightly, but there was a smirk on her face.

"...?" 'Godly nectar...?' Jua thought, looking at the bottle for a moment. As a short moment passed, her gaze ventured toward the elf woman, who didn't seem to want to enlighten her about the meaning of the words. However, as a few more seconds passed, Jua's eyes ventured down, looking at her own chest clad in the teal robe. The shortest of moments passed as a spark of an idea ignited inside her brain. Immediately, her face flushed with red and the goddess took a quick step back. "Y-You... you cannot be serious...!"

"...nah, I'm pretty sure I know what I said. Now come on, I'm on a little tight schedule."

"I-I..."

"Come on, Jua. I mean, we can always come back to the previous topic," Rulebreaker said, her smile widening a little.

Jua looked away, her face red as her eyes. "Ten minutes. B-Be back in ten minutes, and it'll b-b-be done."

"Ten? That's kinda long for me. You got five."

"W-What? I... It's not d-doable in five!"

"Then make it doable," Rulebreaker riposted. "I don't have the time to wait."

"..."

"...fiiiiine," Beatrice said, prolonging the word for a second. Jua felt relief wash over her, at least until the elf woman continued her thought, "I'll help you."

"...w-w-what?! N-No, I'll d-do it m-myself!"

"Then I'll be back in five," she took a quick step back, seemingly intending to go away.

"B-But--!"

"Listen up, Jua," Rulebreaker sighed a little. "There are two ways out in here. Either I help you and we are finished in five minutes, or you do it on your own, finish in ten, and will have your little 'incident' to explain to Regan. Now, choose."

"!!!" 'Dammit, I knew she was playing something!'

"You got five seconds."

"..."

"Four... three..."

"F-Fine..." Jua said, her voice much quieter than previously. "Y-You can h-help me..." 'For fuck's sake, this is so humiliating... I... I just let myself get blackmailed...'

"Alright," 'Man, these guys are so easy to toy around with.' "Robe down."

"W-What?"

"Well, you don't expect to fill in the bottle with your tits clothed, do you? Robe. Down."

Jua looked to the side again, handing Rulebreaker the bottle. After that, she reached to the top of her robe and undid a small clasp holding it together. As she did so, she slowly slid it down to her waist level, exposing her chest.

Her breasts were, in one word, enormous. Even though there was a large, black bra in the way, Jua's breasts still managed to bulge over and under it slightly, each of her girls easily bigger than her head. Sia already had large mammaries, but Jua managed to topple her by at least a couple sizes.

The goddess's hand slowly ventured to the front of her bra and got hold of a metal clasp holding the construct together. As her red eyes met Rulebreaker's brown, a trickle of sweat appeared on her neck, and her hand shook as she was hesitating.

"Come on," Beatrice said to her. "The sooner we do this, the sooner it's over."

'Dammit, this is humiliating... and worse yet, it's turning me on...'

Jua's hand worked on the clasp for a moment. As it came undone, her breasts immediately pushed it to the sides, exposing her prominent, brownish areolas topped with large, engorged nipples. A shiver ran through her body as fresh air came into contact with them.

While Jua's breasts were huge, they also kept a mostly teardrop shape, sagging downward yet still being somewhat bouncy. Her fair skin seemed to reflect the sunlight on its own, her figure shining before Beatrice. As the goddess made a slight movement, her two boobs swayed and deformed slightly for the briefest of moments, and a quiet sloshing could be heard.

'...she just moved, and I can hear the milk already...' Beatrice thought, taking a small step forward. 'Just how full are those things?'

Rulebreaker reached out with her hand, a large bowl appearing in it out of thin air. Without skipping a beat, she bent down, placing it on the ground in front of the goddess. Then, she cracked a few joints in her hands.

"Now then, let's get started."

Jua's face was as red as it could get. It seemed to be beaming heat off like a miniature star, and her legs seemed to shake slightly as Rulebreaker approached. "...y-y-you can h-have t-the l-left one..." she stuttered, getting a hold of her right tit.

The elf woman didn't answer, instead coming closer and brushing her hand on the goddess's tit. 'Really, 2 minutes ago she seemed ready to rip my neck off, and now she's so sheepish... oh, how the tables have turned.'

"...mmm..." the immediate reaction was a slight hum that escaped Jua's mouth.

'Wow, this is something else.' Beatrice thought, getting a hold of the tit. Instantly, she felt her fingers sink into the flesh, which in turn prompted a shiver from the goddess. 'It's like jelly, but... I can feel their weight shifting. And damn, these are literally radiating heat. She isn't the Goddess of Elements for nothing.'

"L-L-Like t-t-this..." Jua moved her hands in succession, caressing her right breast from its base to the nipple. As she did so, there seemed to be some white liquid that started trickling out of it, forming large drops that dropped into the bowl, one after another.

"...alright," Beatrice said, letting her fingers sink even deeper into the goddess's flesh. After ensuring she got a good enough hold of the breast, she started moving her hands similarly to Jua's. "How's this?"

"B-Be gentle-- eeaaaaAAAH!" the goddess started saying but her speech quickly turned into a mix of a yelp and moan, a reaction from Rulebreaker's sudden and rough movement. 'Shit... I almost came just from that... they really are full today...'

"Oh? What's that? Did that feel good?"

"N-No... i-i-it h-hurts like t-this..." Jua shook her head.

"You say that, but your legs are quivering like you're trying to start a fire with them."

"A-Aim f-for t-the bowl... p-please..." the goddess attempted to change the topic immediately, trying to keep her voice straight.

"Alright..." The red-haired elf repeated her motion, this time much slower, taking care to press every millimeter of the tit-flesh diligently, working her way up to the nipple. Instantly, she noticed how what started as a few small drops quickly became a small yet steady stream of milk, shooting from the bulge and into the bowl.

After assuming a more comfortable position just next to Jua, Beatrice started slowly speeding up. In unison, the goddess's motions also hastened, the two of them milking her tits steadily. The bowl seemed to quickly fill up, and the required quota was done within no more than 3 minutes.

"...s-stop... ah..." Jua said weakly, and yet, she didn't halt her own movements. "....t-the bowl... it's... aaaahhh... it's f-full..."

"Hmm?" Beatrice looked, confirming that they didn't need to work the goddess's mammaries anymore. However... "Right, we can stop, but... do you want to?"

"...y-yes... oooh..." and yet, Jua did not seem to slow down her movements. "oooOOH!" she raised her voice a little as her hips buckled to the side, her reaching release once again.

"Your mouth speaks one thing, and your body does the opposite," The elf woman smiled a little mischievously, leaning in closer to Jua. "Be a good cow, Jua, and answer me frankly. Do you really want to stop?"

"I-I'm not- Ah! a-a-a-a-a c-cow..."

"Aren't you really? Then why do you keep milking yourself?"

"I-I-I..."

"Is that what Vivian calls you? A cow with fat udders?"

"D-Do not... ahh... b-b-bring M-Misstres-s-s i-into t-this... AH!" Jua bucked her hips and almost fell to her knees as an orgasm rocked her body. It must've been at least 5th one already, Beatrice was almost certain, and yet, the goddess didn't seem to want to stop.

'Mistress, huh? So, turns out Jua is not only a cow but also a sub? On top of that, her tits are super sensitive... the more you know, huh.'

Still, as amusing as it was to see Jua fail to make coherent sentences, Beatrice was starting to feel... a little bored. 'Edging her would've been much more satisfying... oh well.'

"I bet this is what she does, isn't that right? Takes a chain and locks it on your nosering, and then orders you to stand while she's taking all this nectar. Isn't that right?" Rulebreaker asked, putting more strength into her milking.

"N-NOOOOOOH!"

"Hehe," 'She doesn't want to admit it, but I can easily picture that happening.' "Don't lie to yourself. You love this, don't you? You fat cow."

"!!!" Jua's body jerked at Beatrice's words, much against her will. Still, she couldn't deny it; that elf woman was hitting all the right spots, both in her actions and words. This goddess was completely into being humiliated.

"Your body was made to be abused. I bet you love that, huh? Getting milked like a cow in heat."

She didn't answer, the responses of her body more than adequate a confirmation.

"I'm sure that Vivian has a whip to spank you with, doesn't she?"

"...y-yes..."

"And let me guess, you love being treated like a filthy animal. Does she chain you down to bed and deny you the pleasure? Does she punish you for disobedience? Answer me, fatty."

"...Yes...!"

"But you know, you've been pretty cooperative with me, so I'm feeling generous. I'll give you the best orgasm of your life, how's that sound?"

"...Y-Yess! I-I-I w-wanna... c-c-cum!"

"Alright," suddenly, she stopped the milking motion. Quickly standing in front of the goddess, Rulebreaker swayed away her hands as well. "Then beg."

"...?" With her eyes hazy and confused, Jua watched Beatrice reach out to her nipples, getting hold of them in a manner that denied the goddess any pleasure. "P-Please..." a constant stream of milk was flowing down from the mounds on her gigantic breasts. The elf woman was carefully caressing them, bringing the goddess pleasure, but denying her release. "P-Please!"

"Please what?"

"...p-please m-make me c-cum... miss R-Rulebreaker. I-I know I don't deserve it... but please... I need to cum!"

Beatrice smirked. 'Oh, I could stand being called 'miss' some more.' in a quick motion, she got hold of both of Jua's nipples and instantly squeezed them with some power, extending her hands to the sides.

"...AAAAAAAAAH!" with a slightly delayed reaction, the goddess screamed her brains out into the sky, her breasts spreading milk with a pressure that the other woman hadn't yet seen, shooting nearly three meters away. Jua's breathing was replaced by gasps as her legs gave out, and she fell to her knees, drunk on pleasure.

"Oh, already? I wasn't done yet."

"...Mmm..." Jua could only hum in response, unable to even speak anymore.

"I have one extra in store for you. Do you want to feel it?"

"...MMM MMM!" 'Yes, please!' she wanted to tell the Rulebreaker, but her vocal cords didn't want to listen.

"I'll take that as a yes," Beatrice gripped Jua's tits strongly, her nipples gushing out milk into her palms. "Brace yourself," '<Runaway Lightning>.' she channeled the mana, charging up a magic strike.

Almost instantly, it discharged a powerful current emanating from her hands and striking the goddess on her knees.

Jua wasn't even able to exactly process what happened. The sudden wave of pain and simultaneous pleasure that came from it completely overwhelmed her brain. Foam entered her mouth as her eyes rolled back into her skull, an orgasm powerful enough to level a mountain making its home in her. Barely a throaty moan managed to escape her lips as she suddenly lost consciousness from the sensory overload. She bent forward, and as Beatrice retreated her hands, Jua's body limply fell head-first into the bowl of her own milk, splashing the godly nectar all around.

'...wasn't expecting it to be this strong. I guess she's a masochist, too. A complete package for a dom like Vivian.' Rulebreaker thought, grabbing the goddess by the hair. Snapping fingers a few times next to her face, and even slapping her on the cheeks, she confirmed that Jua was completely out of it. Dropping her off to the side, she filled in the bottle that she had brought before and looked over at the goddess.

Her entire upper body was covered in sweat and milk. While she was covered by the teal robe from the waist down, everything from around her hips level down was completely drenched, in her pussy juices no doubt. Despite how much milk has come out of them, Jua's tits still were giving out a steady stream of it, almost as if they couldn't run out of it.

'Welp, Regan's request is done. Time for my payment.' Beatrice thought, reaching out with her hand. Immediately, three things appeared in it: two small vials and a syringe.

Without wasting a single second, she carefully scooped up some milk straight from the goddess's breast into one of the containers. After carefully corking it (making sure that no part of her body came into contact with the fluid), Beatrice took Jua's hand and found a larger vein. It wasn't at all difficult; having had a series of orgasms as she did, the goddess's blood canals were all bulging out on her skin. After quickly filling the syringe, she observed its contents momentarily before spraying them into the second vial. After that, Rulebreaker quickly pocketed the three things.

Slowly standing up from her position, she took a swiping look around. After confirming the state of things, Beatrice let out a sigh of relief and started walking away. In the meantime, she swiped a hand over herself, quickly drying her clothes (or rather, washing them) with a reality-bending spell.

She got more out of her encounter with Jua than she initially anticipated. Who could've known that blackmailing her into submission could yield such results? She, for one, definitely didn't expect that, but Rulebreaker wasn't going to complain about that.

'Who could've guessed that the Goddess of Elements is such a pervert.' Beatrice smirked at her own thought. Then, she brought out her hand, looking at the small vial in between her fingers. The liquid that came out of Jua's breasts was undeniably milk, down to its smell, even (but as for the taste, Beatrice didn't try, and didn't intend to). Yet, as the sun rays pierced through it, the elf woman couldn't help but feel like this fluid was emanating some kind of... presence, almost. 'Six down, nine to go. Thankfully, I managed to get to Sia earlier, but such a coincidence won't happen for others. The easy part of them is done. Now it'll be time for me to work my ass off.'

She passed by the hill quickly, still deep in thought. 'Still, a sample of not only Jua's milk but also her blood will definitely prove to be useful. After all, she's one of the only two of those guys who can control ambient mana, and I sure as hell don't see myself getting so much of a drop of Tanya's blood.'

With those thoughts in her head, she sped up her steps and soon opened a portal, far enough from Jua to be sure that nobody would know it was just her in there.

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