Cianna begins a plan

-writing these makes me too horny to edit. rip

Cianna's powerful thighs shook with each powerful thrust into her loyal priestess. her fat ass rippling pleasurable, massive cum soaked balls swinging to thud against the altar below her. Splashes of her thick seed splattered across the stone altar, coating the ritual piece in ever thicker layers of cum which dripped and streamed off its edges to join the pile on the floor. Their mating was loud, the clap of their cushioned bodies in fornicating ritualism echoing back at them.

And the girl herself, head shaking back and forth, eyes far gone and lips plastered in a delerious smile. She moaned as loud as her hoarse throat could muster, happy beyond belief to be serving her place under her divine goddess.

Her belly was massive, so big that there was no way for it to be misconstrued as any kind of pregnancy. The sides of her rotund midrif hung over the edges of the alter so far that they touched the floor below, sloshing with her goddesses endless supply of fertile goop.

Cianna pressed down one final time, satisfied with how easily she managed to impale into the splooge satiated hole with the monster between her legs.

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a relaxed Arya tugging away at her own cock, face heated and eyes locked to the lusty duo on the altar. Her wife’s tall cock stood erect above her splayed legs, dainty fingers running the length in slow sweeps. Despite Cianna’s immense member standing nearly three times the size of her wifes fresh dick, the comparative size of the thing on her small body made it look gargantuan on her. Cianna’s heart beat with a heady thrum as the memory of being impregnated by her beautiful woman just hours before filled her invigorating warmth. Yes, she was pregnant, that was an easy thing for the goddess to detect and in herself she could feel the beginning of new life.

"Nnnmgh…" she groaned demurely as her monster cock spewed a fresh batch inside to add to the river churning around her womanhood.

Her hands rested on the swollen girl's flesh, sinking into the sloshing folds before her. Catching her breath as she recovered from giving so much of herself to fill this marvelous gift, she spoke.

"You have hah… done well Jaycee. I foresee you growing in power and wisdom beneath me."

She grunted, pulling her softening rod from the cum soaked cunt. As the head popped out Jaycee cooed, eyes rolling and hands grabbing at the skin hanging over her entire body. Now unstoppered, alabaster spunk spilled from Jaycee's plump lips, splashing into Cianna's dick and balls.

“Th-thank you G-g!”

Jaycee’s sentence was cut short as her body locked up in orgasm. Jets of her own spunk shot into the air, splattering across her immense middle and face, she happily allowed the thick juice to fall into her gaping mouth.

Chuckling Cianna compelled her will into the reddened lips and like an invisible barrier locking into place the expulsion stopped. Mewls emanated from the other side of that massive belly as the pressure release stopped suddenly, her rolling folds of skin wobbling through orgasmic shudders.

"Now for the final touch."

Cianna stood, eyes closed as she concentrated on the vision of ebony fertility covering the altar. Her body began to glow a golden sheen as she focused on the power she conjured. That light slipped from her glowing form in a stream to the rotund priestess, sinking into her, causing her hidden body to convulse in even further wobbling spasms. Her massive cum-belly jiggled above her as her body was given over to sweet release for one final time. Her huge cock spent what it could shooting even more streams to land randomly around her.

Cianna maintained the transfer of power for only seconds before she slumped, clearly fatigued from the effort of filling her divine receptacle with so much of herself.

Even exhausted as she was the goddess of all things impregnating looked divine in every sense of the word. Her raven locks stuck to her in clumps of matted splooge, looking bedraggled yet supremely lusty. Her tits that bordered on the insane, rounded similar to her ass and hips which all juxtaposed to the truly insane sack and cock hanging half-hard from between her plump thighs. Her steady breaths slowly swelled all of her perfect curves, fatty, muscular, and vein hardened. It all looked so real and surreal at the same time, every curve and supple line of her body contoured so perfectly about her form, contrasted so well to her tall stature that all who looked on her could not help but to think “so this is what godhood looks like.” Well… all but the “third leg” nearly sweeping the floor between her other two. That magnificent cock was ridiculous by any standard and while Arya personally loved the sight of such a monster on her beautiful wife, it did kind of stand out in a way that the rest of her body only hinted at.

“Fuck wife… I-I could get used to that!”

Cianna turned her tired eyes to the side.

Arya hadn’t moved from where she had been before. Back against the seat of the couch and head propped up against the backrest. Her throbbing rod stood tall for anyone to ogle as she fondled its vein riddled meat.

Cianna smirked at her sexy little wife, glad that she could be present for something so… intimate for a goddess like herself. Sexual rituals with a priestess were a special thing for her, usually something she only did for the closest of followers to observe and sometimes not at all. The fact that time was of the essence didn’t lessen the significance of this moment to her.

Cianna looked to the guard who had “helped” the corrupted girl. The muscled woman still stood beside the slit covered girl, barely noticing as the cackling/moaning girl’s body continued to criss cross with ominous lines of dark magic filled veins. Her eyes were nearly pits by this point, a psychotic glint to them as she continued to fondle the holes covering her small body.

Without a word, the dominatrix-like guard hefted her by the arm. Nina struggled somewhat, sensing that these women had power of some sort that might mess with her new self but she didn’t have the strength to contest the sturdy guard for control of her own movement… besides, every movement stimulated her sensitized body in ways both so sweet and so distracting.

Shaking back and forth, trying to gain control Nina fought as she was **** to sit on the ground before Cianna. Cianna directed her gaze from the corrupted person to the reddened lips of her priestess not a foot away. The hole that entered into the girls birthing depths was a murky white, swirling and stretched wide. Her lips were spread as if still speared by Cianna's incredible girth, the flow of seed fighting to escape its fertile prison but stopped by Cianna's will.

Suddenly the wall evaporated and thick spunk shot from the gaping hole. Nina's many pussys quivered with need.

Cianna gave the guard a knowing look before looking down on the corrupted girl.

"Drink." Cianna commanded

A strong hand pressed against Nina's head, driving her ever onward to the thick waterfall.

Nina fought at first, a voice in the back of her mind telling her to avoid it all costs, that she needed to escape, to let the corruption seep in deeper. Yet another part of her, a part almost forgotten, a part that loved to explore anything to do with sex urged her to just... try it. So she slowly acquiesced, letting herself be submerged in the juicy filth.

All of a sudden her head was shoved forward into the cascade. She spluttered and fought at first, cum bouncing off her face and covering her head and hair in a fresh layer of the heady concoction. Her mouth slammed into the wide slit and she was helpless but to let the river flow down her thin gullet.

Nina, the deviant scholar knew how to drink down cum, yet even this deluge was just a little too much for her. So she fought to gulp down the thick, heady musk, her rapidly pulsing throat occasionally stuttered and the suction, which her pert lips made around Jaycee’s massive pussy would falter and sweet, delicious spunk would spill around in spurts which dribbled across her cheeks to run down her thin, corrupted physique.

She drank greedily. So much came that she near-instantly felt full, a slight bump growing in her tummy as more and more of the stinky stuff filled her to the brim. As her belly filled out the singular pair of pulsing lips where her belly button had once existed began to drip a small stream of white-ish liquid.

Finally, unable to keep up with the rapid stream draining down her maw, Nina fell back, sputtering and **** with heady delight. The river of cum pumped over her quivering form to cover her already cum soaked skin in more and more of the divine fluid.

Cianna watched on, stroking her massive schlong as she watched her handiwork.

Slowly the white fluid appeared to sink into Nina’s skin, her belly shrinking back to its skinny state as her body absorbed it. The corrupted lips placed all over her form began to lighten, turning a pinkish hue, the dark veins retreating and lastly the dark pits of her eyes evaporated to a cute pair of dark brown ones. She shivered one last time as the cum seemed to finish its course and her lids closed, body relaxing as she fell into a deep and restful sleep, the cum that had spilled around her having been soaked into her small body, leaving the expensive carpet (mostly) clean.

She still had dozens of pairs of kitty lips covering her slim form but they no longer had the clear taint of the corrupting magic to them. Pink-ish and small, they looked sexy and feminine on her thin body if only slightly unnatural. They no longer pulsed or had dark veins stretching from their entrances and sat thin and cute on her light skin.

Cianna smiled as she realized the other occupants had not been unaffected by the show. Her wife now eagerly pumped her hardened rod, strings of dried cum running across her skin and mucking in her hair. Her slightly sagging breasts bounced heavily against her rapidly moving arms, swaying all over her chest, slapping her in the face and belly which she barely payed mind to, so lost in her aggressive masturbation.

Her daughter sat forward into the desk, hands sat atop the wooden structure but eyes rolling up and mouth agape as she received sublime affection from the suspiciously absent Daisy.

Even the lithe guard did not seem unaware of the vulgar ritual that had just taken place. She stood as they always did, straight and at the ready, yet her eyes remained on Nina’s sleeping body, a slight pink reddening her cheeks.

Cianna sighed happily.

The squelching river of cum stopped spewing forth as suddenly the barrier returned.

A mewling groan echoed from across the expansive belly as the flow ceased, the priestesses' massively gravid stomach seeming to have barely lost any of its substance.

“Go and find any others who have been taken by this taint and bring them here, make them drink. Just beware that if they are too far gone and the corruption has taken their hearts then this won't save them. We’ll have to find another solution for those I suppose.” then she mumbled “we may even need to use a wish for those but I’d like to not have to resort to that.”

Cianna seemed to come back to herself then, turning to the guard once more.

“Here, this will let you deactivate and reactivate the barrier.”

She reached forth, touching the lithe woman on the arm, light bouncing off her fingers as she did. When she had removed her hand a small symbol of her sign remained in golden tattoo form on her bicep.

After confirming that, yes, with a touch she could release the river of goddess cum and stopper it once again with the tattoo on her arm the guard retreated outside with one final command.

“Stay away from this… source… Alice. Just find any who have escaped and are roaming the halls like this one” she pointed to Nina’s dozing form “kill any of those little monsters you run across while saving as many of those who have been corrupted as you can."

As the door shut Cianna mused how sad it was that the gracefully sturdy women who guarded them seemed to have so little interest in sex themselves.

“Fuck, I like it when you’re domineering.” a lusty voice said from the couch.

Cianna shifted her hips so her huge cock and tits swayed into sight of her small wife, happy to be the source of the woman’s lusts.

“M-making plans, telling every strong fuck what to do like you own them...mngh.”

Aria bit back her moaning climax as her needy dick once again spit across her body with it’s stringy fluid.

Another voice piped up from the far side of the room.

“O-or when… guh… you just keep growing bigger...unngh… cocks!”

Celise leaned back in the sturdy office chair, looking down at where Daisy engulfed her pulsing rod. It’s heavy pheromones barely seeped out around where the long appendage split the red-heads gullet. Daisy happily moaned around her impressive tool, a clear bulge showing through her svelte neck and eyes glazed from being filled by not just an amazing dick but also one which was directly fueling her body with addictive pheromones.

Cianna chuckled at her two family members.

“I love you too, girls."

With another flash of power a flask appeared in her hand, which she placed at the opening of her loyal priestess' sublime pussy. She allowed her cum to flow, filling the large container to the brim and spilling out to splatter across the floor below.

Celise continued to watch the bouncing behemoth hanging off of her goddess-mother's body with wanton lust written across her fine cheeks. A tinge of remorse shot through her, a feeling that had been burbling inside her chest for some time now.

“I-I wish I had a giant horsecock again!”

Cianna stared at her daughter. Something was off… she could sense the faint residuals of powerful magic quickly dispersing into the aether on her but as she looked she could detect nothing obviously off about her.

The girl sat back in her chair, legs spread and feet on the desk before her. Between, her massive horse schlong stood long and tube shaped with thick, mottled veins running its length to its flared head. Daisy stood beside the behemoth, lovingly coaxing sweet sensation into the leg-splitter as she greedily breathed in its invigorating musk.

Eyeing her daughter suspiciously she corked the flask and stored it away magically with a flash of power.

“Another time perhaps” Cianna thought.

“Now, where’s Elaine?” she asked one of the two remaining guards.

“I-Ivy, I think we need to get out of here.”

Raiya looked down on her friend, fear filling her. The big breasted cowgirl had been given more of the paraysites than most of them and it showed. Already the veins from her four corrupted tits covered all of her torso, creeping up her neck and just barely reaching to her lower chin.

It was in the eyes that a person eventually lost out to the corruption. So far any who had the misfortune of either a significant number of the vile pussys or ones placed near the head had been the first to go. It seemed once those veins managed to reach the eyes they would fill with dark fluid and the person would go with it, becoming a new person, more like Alice as she’d said before. Already a group of girls crowded around where Alice and Jane were. The two girl’s who’d started this sat atop a handful of the latex coated beings who dutifully held them aloft like living furniture. They moaned, latex cocks and slits needy and eager to fuck but held in torturous place by Alice’s mental command. A gaggle of humanoid creations sat about, black holes where their eyes should be staring up in lust and jealousy of their mistress’. Several of them had undergone further transformations on Alice’s whim, using Eve’s power she had modified them to her heart's content.

Alice lovingly doted on her sister’s corrupted cocks, happily filling her mouth pussy with any juice her sister gave her while ban, who's eyes remained the only un-corrupted part of her, stroked along Alice's person-sized cock with her whole body, hugging it like some perverse body pillow.

Raiya shivered as she watched. She could feel the corrupting parasites working away at her even now, eroding her defenses, whispering tales of perverseness and pleasure into her mind. Yet she seemed to be more resilient than most. Maybe it was because she only had two of the parasites on her equine half or perhaps because she just had so much body to cover for the tendrils of black.

Regardless of the reason, everyone around her was succumbing while she still retained most of herself.

Ivy’s lidded eyes watched her sister who was furiously tongueing Alice’s ass from behind her latex throne. Ivy’s chest rose as she fondled her boob-pussys, little rivulets of milk running down across the quartet of tits and covering her belly. The stimulation seemed to make her corrupted lips pulse and veins grow just slightly faster.

“Y-yeah…need to... get aa-away…” she whispered, her voice deep and throaty.

Raiya’s heart sank even further. It wouldn’t be long now…

Maybe she should just grab her friend and run like so many others had? But what good would that do, she didn’t know how to deal with… whatever this was?

*THUD*

A wave of energy shot out from where Alice sat, whipping at Raiya and Ivy’s hair and jostling the latter’s massive tits.

When the shock had cleared, Raiya looked to see standing behind Alice a black haired, amazon like woman with a fist stopped just inches from Alice’s head. She was slightly on the tall side, covered in clearly defined muscle that showed through her tight combat suit and in her inner thigh Raiya thought she saw a familiar tube-like shape under the tight wear.

That wasn’t the only familiar thing about her though, as Raiya looked she thought she almost recognized the face...

Alice’s hair sat frazzled atop her head as if some huge gust just blew through. She turned her head slowly about, her dark orbs alighting on the tall girl behind her who’s body shook and fidgeted in place as she tried to fight the mental compulsion to stand still. That was more than most could manage under Alice’s control but the blue light sifting from her skin seemed to be aiding her somehow.

“Stop that.” Alice commanded, using her mental power. The blue light drifted away from Korrine’s form and she stopped visibly struggling.

Raiya stared in wonder. Somehow this girl, whoever she was, had managed to sneak up on Alice, a person who could actually read thoughts and apparently had almost actually hit her. Remembering the pulse of energy that had shot out from that point, Raiya realized that this girl had probably almost saved them all.

“Mistress!” Eve squealed, jumping between Alice and the new girl, trying and failing to shove the muscled woman back. She turned back to her “mistress” with a look of pleading in her eyes.

“I’m so sorry mistress Alice!” she dropped to the ground, bowing deeply at her feet. “I should have done something to stop her! This is all my fault!” she groveled, kissing her mistress’ feet as Alice stared down the assassin with her dark orbs.

“Please, my mistress let me make it better! I’ll turn her into something!” A smile grew on her tainted lips as she looked up with her blackened orbs. “Let me turn her into nothing but a living onahole for your pleasure!”

She raised her hand, ready to fulfill her master’s command if given.

Alice meanwhile searched through this latest threat’s mind, curious by the odd memories there. Why was this person from a reality crystal trying to **** her… Tinn was there, or at least the brainwashing necessary to serve the master of the house… which would be Arya now…

Ah, there it is… a memory of returning through a crystal in the nursery…

If Alice had a mouth she would be smiling wickedly right now.

“Not right now, my pet but save that idea for later, I like it.”

Eve sat up happily, pride written across her features.

“Ivy, I have a present for you.” Alice sent out

Ivy’s slow tit fondling subsided with Alice’s strong voice in her mind.

She looked to the girl standing before Alice, eyes bleary and wandering. Her first thought was she was fucking hot. She also didn’t miss the familiar sight of the horsecock running down her leg, her many pussy’s filling with need at the sight.

Then she noticed the similarities in appearance between the girl held in place and Eve sitting in front of her. The long and luscious black hair, a face made to ignite hunger in every cock and slit in sight, the green eyes... well she supposed Eve no longer had that... All similarities which her three sisters all shared.

“Ivy, meet your daughter.”