Loosening up

"Ah yes, the life of a diplomat in these lands of mortals, how DO I endure it all?" Sif mused out loud as she sipped from her wine.

The hall was quite lively after her return from another delegation with a nearby village. Although the meeting was fruitful, she found the agreements and contracts and treaties to be stressfully boring. Hence why she was here at the mead hall and not at home. Taking another sip of her wine and looking around to find the lot dancing, drinking and hanging off each other in celebration lest they fall to the ground ****, Sif shook her head with a smile. It amused her sometimes seeing mortals fall over themselves when three or four drinks to the wind. It didn't take much for them either, another reason she was entertained by that.

To an Aesir, unless they were drinking fortified wine or the strongest of ales, most drink were like fruit juice by comparison. Speaking of drinks, Sif looked down at her cup to find it empty. Looking to the dark haired lad cleaning mugs in front of her, she tapped her cup against the bar she sat at to get his attention.

"Y-yes my lady" He asked with some trepidation in his words.

"I require a refill, do you have anything different? THIS tastes like the water we soak our apples in to keep them fresh."

"A-as you wish M'lady." Taking her cup and turning his back, he poured her a drink, then eyed the bottle of Giant's Mead Thrud had given him with her explicit orders. If he did what he was going to do, then Sif would be more wrathful than Thor ever was... But then again... Thrud was VERY convincing. Throwing caution to the wind, he uncorked the bottle and poured enough to fully fill the cup and handed it back to the blonde goddess who waited patiently for her refill. "Here you are M'lady, this is... Uhm... We've yet to name it."

taking the offered drink, she gave it a quick sniff and found it alluring. Taking a sip, her eyes widened slightly at the robust flavour and smiled into her drink as she raised it higher to drink all at once. When her cup was empty, she slammed the cup down and exhaled, fanning herself with her free hand with a smile.

"NOW we are talking! Pour me another, I'd like to think of an appropriate name for your new drink, it certainly beats the grog you've been serving the rest of this lot."

Nodding furiously and turning to refill her drink, the man realised he was knee deep in it now and it was FAR too late to turn back.

"And make it three this time, the first was hardly filling."

With a nervous smile, the bartender did just that, getting two extra cups and filling them up with the local ale and topping them off with Giant's Mead. Setting them on a small plate, he brought them to where she was sitting and stood back as she smiled and clapped her hands together in glee.

Raising the first cup, she downed it just as quickly as the last time, enjoying the sweet flavour and how it burned all the way down before slamming the empty cup onto the bar. Tilting his head in confusion, it wasn't her giving off a wild hoot like an owl after the drink that caught his attention... More so that her dress seem to grow tight on her svelte figure and her chest seemed to expand before his eyes.

"Hmm, it's almost like I've HAD this before, but the taste escapes me."

Taking another cup, she sipped at it slowly, trying to place her finger on the source of the delicious flavour and where it came from. All the while her dress creaked and complained as her hips and thighs expanded out either side of her chair, her pert rear becoming larger and more defined as her dress became more and more skin tight. Slamming the second drink down on the bar, Sif fanned herself with both hands and laughed, a hint of rose on her cheeks as a sudden hop on her chair to reposition herself caused her chest to wobble, now a full cup size larger.

"Oooh, this may end up my favorite drink in this place."

Getting to the third cup, she downed it in one gulp like she did the first two, showing the first look of discomfort and rolling her right shoulder. The act making her tits sway hypnotically to the bartender whose eyes were glued to their motions.

"I must say, this is quite good. Perhaps we'll name it... Sif's Delight?"

"Y-yes m'lady, sounds good."

Leaning forward and showing off a fair bit of cleavage, the smiling goddess crooked a finger his direction, hinting he move in close so only they could hear each other.

"I will give you my full endorsement of the drink... So long as I am the only one who drinks it."

"Oh?"

Looking over her shoulder to the rowdy crowd of bar patrons, she turned back to the bartender and smiled, eyeing him in a way the bartender found strange. "It's obviously FAR too strong for the mortals here, I'm absolutely sure a thimble full would have them passed out drunk in a pig pen after the first sip."

Nodding in agreement, the dark haired young man didn't refute her as he found her raise a hand and playfully trace a finger around the collar of his shirt.

"If you would give your goddess a refill, I would be indentured to repay you." She purred, almost seductively.

Gulping hard, he stepped back and took her cups, refilling them to Thrud's specificity. This went on for the rest of the night until it grew late and many of the patrons had either left or were sound asleep on the piles of hay nearby. In addition to that... The bottle of Giant's Mead had finally run dry. Nervous, the bar tender slowly turned to face Sif who sat drunkenly propped up by her elbows on the bar with several empty cups around her. The front of her dress had split open at the hem, exposing her enlarged breast's cleavage. As did the side of her dress at her thighs, the stitching no longer able to contain her proverbial thunder thighs.

"Is there anymore?" She asked, with an almost infantile tone to her voice as she eyed the bartender. The man shrugged and lifted the bottle he used to serve her the entire night, upturning it to show it was completely drained.

"S-sorry m'lady, we're all out for tonight."

Pursing her lips into a pout, the woman sat back and crossed her arms under her chest, causing them to heave from the act. "Well, THAT's no fun." She complained, a pained look on her rose cheeked face as she eyed the bartender again, and her pout quickly turned to a seductive grin. "At least you held up to YOUR side of the agreement. Now its time for me to honour mine."

Getting up to her feet with a slight sway, finding her center of balance had changed, it made the man blink in surprise to find she was now taller to boot. Waling around the bar, she approached the man as he backed up until his backside hit the shelf of the 'L' shaped bar, blocking his escape. Turning to see he was trapped, the moment he looked forward, he found himself trapped in a different way when he felt the goddess gently grip at the back of his head and shoved his face between her tits.

"I decided on your reward... Take off your shirt!"

Reaching down to pull up his shirt, a rumble of motion caught him off guard as Sif took his time of distraction to fall to her knees and pry open his pants, freeing his cock and gripping it in her hand, stroking it to hardness.

"Yes, you will be rewarded indeed, how many would dare claim a goddess of Asgard would do THIS?"

When he was fully hard, the woman swallowed his cock to the hilt, making the bartender gasp and grab at her blonde hair to steady himself from her ministrations.

"N-not muh muh many my... My lady."

Sucking him off hungrily, Sif took this time to thumb her dress off her shoulders, sighing with his cock in her mouth to shimmy her dress off and down her wide hips before kicking the expensive blue garb aside with a flick of her foot behind her. The bartender was nearly cross-eyed when he finally reached his peak and winced, cumming down the woman's throat who drank hungrily of every drop he had, and pull his erection free of her plump lips.

"So, do I compare to the mortal women here?"

"N-no M'lady..." He replied, wondering if he were cursed or blessed after being sucked off by two goddesses in a single day. His musing ripped from him as he was pulled to the floor and his pants ripped free of him in a single go by Sif's inhuman strength, just as she straddled his waist and aimed his still erect cock towards her dripping pussy.

"Good! Because we're not done yet my adorable little drink server."

With that she sunk down on him, and his world exploded into stars.