Deciding on the course

Anara basked in the sunlight, it felt like radiant warmth danced on her exposed skin. What helped the serene feeling even more was the cool breeze she felt as all around her thin, feathery clouds passed by. Hila's head was bobbing up and down between Anara's thighs as the two floated up above the forest.

A few weeks have passed since Anara found the little hamlet, but it already looked transformed. Using magical means they erected a temple around the pool down where Anara had her earthshattering orgasm, the temple and the structures around it were made from marble Anara had transmuted. The pool within was rejuvenating and granted anyone who drank from it healing and cure to their ailments. It looked interesting even from up above, a patch of blue, purple, white and teal forest with dancing sprites and ribbons of energy amidst the plain green forest whose leaves were now turning orange and red.

Hila has proven a most wonderful companion, not only she was bright and motherly towards her people, traits that proved helpful reshaping the village into its new lifestyle, but the fact she was so experienced in all manners of pleasure made Anara not want to ever leave.

Before the coming of Anara, Hila was Unbountiful Lay, because no matter how many men were coupled with her, it never ended with a child being born. But her techniques and ability to milk plentiful loads from the men who were with her made the village elder request her to be present every time there is an attempt to conceive a child.

She was sorrowful, but Blue, the pixie, and the village served as her surrogate children now, especially in the coming months with all of the newly pregnant women in the hamlet.

They both had wings, but Anara decided not having gravity affect them any longer was more interesting, it allowed Hila to get into positions Anara had never previously known to be possible. Hila worshiped her, explored every piece of her, Anara was very lucky indeed.

On a plus side, it seemed that Hila's transformation made her resistant to Anara's energy draining that happened with the elves. And with each orgasm, Anara filled the forest with new magics, new life and new colour, it was more than perfect. Almost dull really, maybe a little too stagnant for Anara's taste.

Anara startled, reawoken from her daydreaming, winds rushed by her ear as they started plummeting towards the ground. "Mistress, is everything alright?" Hila suddenly asked, Anara didn't even notice she stopped pleasuring her. Was she that engrossed she let go of her gravity manipulation?

"Yes, I'm fine, just lost in thoughts" Anara answered, holding herself in place using the awesome power of her wings. "I think I want more" Anara replied, hovering above the treetops, 'That was almost close' she thought.

"More what, Mistress?" Hila replied, looking at her goddess confused. That was actually a good question Anara thought to herself. She was powerful and strong, had vast amounts of power and could influence change on her surroundings like no other she had ever heard of, except maybe in myth. What else did she want? How best she can utilize this blessing? Did she even want to?

Anara could feel each and every person down below, how they prayed to her, how they worshipped her in each act of sex and pleasure, she was their literal goddess, she basked in their worship and was reinvigorated by it. She no longer siphoned arcane energy to her, no longer drew it, but it was pushed to her, she could feel pressure each time she used magic. She had to restrain herself to not push too hard, every small usage she had to focus to not overdo it, every tiny push equal hundreds of her mightiest pushes before the transformation.

But what was she doing with all that power? What was she doing with her abilities? What was she doing with her newly found people?

From the looks of it, she had several obvious courses;

Firstly she could find and take **** on that awful wicked mage that imprisoned her, in the back of her mind she understood he will most likely not let her go that easy. As well as she promised herself to pay him a visit.

Maybe she can go back to her old life, not really care for the people who worship her, so what if they do, people worship many gods without ever being in their presence or in communications.

Or, she can double her efforts on this, if she had this power from a few dozens of people worshipping her, imagine what will happen if hundreds, thousands even tens of thousands will revere her as their goddess, how much power will she have then! She could build a new and better society, following her own rule, a society and people who value what she values. That can be grand.

"Mistress? What do you want to do?" Hila asked innocently, oblivious of Anara's inner clockworks, her robes fluttering in the wind.

"That is a good question, that is a very good question" Anara answered, looking at the horizon at the thin clouds disappearing somewhere in the distance.