Boy, does she!

I lapped at her hot cunt as she tensed against me, her thighs squeezing against my head as my hands felt her ass flexing with the rhythm. I wasn't sure what to expect from the start of all this, but about now it felt like the witch who started all this had seen fit to send me to heaven. I could hear the moans of the women all around me, some of them crying out insistently in the affirmative.

I couldn't tell at the moment, but a very-well endowed woman flew up toward us, behind the instructor but right over my erection threatening to burst through the enchanted leggings I had on. The first clue I had that something was happening was her voice, coming from behind the instructor.

"Yes, Goddess! If it pleases you, allow him to satisfy me!" I could feel my leggings peel back, and the oblong ball I was on shifted forward. I could feel its rubbery skin against my rear, not realizing at first that I was being rotated so that my back was parallel with the ground. Suddenly the yoga instructor wasn't just pressed against my face, she was pressing down on it, as if gravity suddenly worked for her once more. My tongue alternated between swiping against her clit and diving into her cunt, and I gave a little moan when she grabbed fistfuls of my hair — a sound I could hear vibrating through her thighs, still locked around me.

She was grunting as she rocked harder against me--bouncing against the sides of the yoga ball at the same time, and just when I thought it couldn't get any better, I felt the softness of flesh against my hips, and a tight warm slickness encompassing the tip of my dick.

"Yessss, Goddess, let me feel your servant inside me!" The woman howled. Her weight pushed against me as well — and now I realized that among the three of us in our intertwined state, it was only the peanut-shaped yoga ball that was magically hovering in the air. I was allowed now to feel the full **** of their eager hips, pushing against my cock and my mouth simultaneously.

"Unnnngh...oh, great Goddess--let us all feel the wonder of your gift to us!" The instructor cried out. "Share this loving experience with all of my students-- with all of the goddesses within us!" My cock absolutely loved hearing this, regardless of my possible physical limitations from being passed around by 20 or more panting, horny women--plenty of them with bodies I was more than happy to be next to.

What actually happened, though, wasn't what I expected.

"Ungh...ohmigod!" A voice screamed behind me. "It's...it's a...oh, fuck!" My dick was already hard as steel with the sight of this room and the prospect of being **** to give cunnilingus to an attractive, flexible and no-longer-so-closeted goddess cultist...but now something else happened which was completely novel to me — in both my terrestrial sexual explorations and even this crazy day.

I felt another cunt swallow my dick. It subtly squeezed me a little harder, and it was only from the alternating rhythms that I could clearly tell one pussy from the other, but now I was being ridden by two women at the same time — and at first, I had no idea how.

"Oh my god, it's fucking me!" The woman behind me cried out again, this time following up with a crazed laugh. "Fucking me! It's fucking me!" The woman gave a growling moan that intensified like a sine wave, and at the same time I could feel my dick being pounded harder and faster by the second vagina. "Yeah, push that pussy! Bounce me, fuck me!" The woman cried out.

"Behold, our miraculous Goddess answers!" The instructor responded to the room. "We honor you with our gratitude, Goddess...may your servant taste us all, may he satisfy every yoni!" She pulled harder on my hair, growling a whisper to me. "Oh, you fucking serve her soooo well..." She let out a soft moan. "Do you love our taste? Do you love the power of womanhood surrounding you?"

With the work my face was doing, there was no pausing to talk. I simply nodded so that I knew she could feel it. Meanwhile, I felt another pussy ring my cock. And another. The squeals in the room told me that there was some kind of psychic remote link between my pumping hips and the women around me--but what I didn't appreciate at the time was that those who were riding the yoga balls were experiencing more than just objects coming to life and bouncing them about the studio.

No...their actual rubbery skin was changing shape...morphing at exactly the right point to penetrate these women perfectly. These enchanted yoga balls were making rubbery facsimiles of my cock and wiring all the signals they were producing back to home somehow.

Something about this terrifying yet whimsical display of objects being brought to life a-la 'Sorcerer's Apprentice' made some kind of sense to my comic-book-indulgent brain, but what I was experiencing now went way beyond that. Maybe these yoga chicks were on to something. Maybe this 'witch' really was a goddess.

I don't know who you are or if you're still watching us somehow, but thank you, Goddess, I thought to myself.

There had to be half a dozen pussies psychically engaging me now. Maybe more. Two was easy to keep track of, but now I could feel my Dick constantly being worked — plumpness, tightness, softness — all surrounding me and working in different rhythms. My hands had moved on from the instructor riding my face, and now they were exploring the beautifully-fat ass of the woman riding my cock. The one actually riding it, that is.

"Oh, Goddess...I'm going to cum...he's gonna make me cum!" One of the women behind me shouted.

"Me too, oh fuck, me too--it's so...it's so good, please make me cum, Goddess..." Added the voice from behind the instructor.

More of the women were mewling and cooing now, shouting out of this phantom goddess and singing in a harmonic mantra with the other voices. They were all going to cum, and somehow I was lasting long enough to be at the center of it. I could feel the sensation of orgasm building inside me, but it was slow — sweet — despite the insane amounts of both physical and psychic attention literally being heaved upon me.

Well now...this is an interesting development, said a voice in my head, perfectly silent and distinct from the sounds in the room around me. _And all because you could admire my ass _like an rutting animal without showing off your inner barbarian to the public...

It was her. She was speaking to me!

Yes, my lecherous satyr...I'm talking to you. I heard you thank me, after all. Are you ready to serve your Goddess as you've served all my nascent priestesses today?

It was a miracle that I could focus on this voice with the cacophony of worship and carnal divination happening all around me-- and what I imagined to be every vagina in this room psychically perched and pumping over my dick.

S-serve you? I thought back to her. It's service had anything to do with what was happening to me right now, she could have me for all eternity.

Yes, stupid, serve me. My willing toy...my loyal pet and my tool. Don't let the stilted language fuck with you--I'm just playing the role for these wonderful women here. I've never had quite a response like this, but between you and them...my goodness, what a return on investment.

The hips atop me were more insistent. Their cries were echoing through the studio, a whole room of women ready to release simultaneously. There was so much more happening that I still couldn't see--the rest of the equipment in the room violently taking flight--the whole of the matted floor bubbling up and making a wave like pattern across the surface of the studio.

Out in the main gym, the chaos still reigned, but every bit of it had turned sexual. There were bodybuilders held against benches with animated weights, pumped off by their own gloves, A woman wrapped in jumpropes, their ends tickling against her feet as her own panties played with her clit. Women held against the wall as their own slicked leggings stimulated the clefts between their legs. One of the particularly resistant males at the start was now caught between whimpers of fear and sighs of pleasure as his own cross trainers stood on him, one of their toes against his erection as its laces engaged in light cock **** that kept his arousal just outpacing his terror.

_This is my world, _she said in my mind, _and so few appreciate being in it so much as you and the girls here...so _you're going to be my magic wand, and that lovely antenna of yours is going to be used to punish and reward, in whatever way I see fit. Just as I've done today. So I ask again. Are you ready to serve your goddess?

"Fuuuhh yeh, lemmeesuuurfyouuuunnngoddeshhh!" I mutter aloud against the instructor's pussy as well as I can. The vision this sorceress is sending me of the gym is putting me in overdrive, and I can feel the priming ejaculate in me, ready to blow.

"LET ME SERVE YOU, GODDESS!" The instructor says, echoing my cry in a more intelligible voice. "Let me feel your servant penetrate me in every--ngggph!"

It's like a singularity of sex. I feel the instructor's lips AND asshole surround my cock all at once the moment she asks for it. Somehow I can feel her above the two dozen cunts psychically riding me--even above the voluptuous body actually bouncing against my hips. The tightness envelops my hot-steel shaft, and her soft lips take me all the way up to my base, teasing against my aching sack.

The entire gym is a symphony of orgasmic release, and as I feel myself explode, the lush response from every woman in the studio pours over me. The warm, syrupy feeling is like a religious epiphany, and I clench the callipygian ass over my hips as my cock pumps cum into her. I can taste the instructor's orgasm at the same time, and I'm lost in enchanted euphoria as these two woman howl pleasure, harmonizing with the rest of the studio.

The last thing I'm aware of is their gravity falling away again...and the three of us are once more suspended in the air, weightless as we slowly come to terms with the insane experience given to us by our mysterious goddess.

Goddess. Turns out the yoga chicks were right. She's a goddess.

Not to be confused with the great goddess, of course--but your adulation is totally appropriate, the voice says as I bask in my fading orgasm. Now let's find out if the not-so-dumb beast is every bit as smart as he is before coming for me, she says.