Brown

I’m pleased to see ya’ll enjoyed the twist!

As I was planning for the upcoming dungeon fight, my thought was that there would be correct choices and incorrect for the prince that would lead to defeat or victory. But that would mean writing the same fight a few times over assuming a wrong choice got picked at all. Eventually I decided against that, and by the time I wrote this chapter I was decided that choosing all the princes would be the outcome. So yes! It was a fake vote, but it was still great to hear everyone’s thoughts.

So thanks!

I enjoyed reading everyone’s opinions on the choices! There were a lot of great ideas and insights I didn’t even think of.

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A demi god certainly was an intimidating prospect, as far as conquests.

But I'm up for a challenge.

I gripped my robes, and ripped them off, revealing to the assembled audience my perfected physique.

Brown to her credit, licked her lips when she saw what I was working with. "Not quite as big as some of the equipment I'm used to working with around the farm..." She gripped her dripping white dress, and ripped it off in a single tug as well. Her body was nearly was white underneath it, but still carried a healthy glow to it. "...but I can work with it."

We circled each other like participants in a dance, or perhaps duelists ready to draw our steel.

"How are we going to do this?" I asked feeling myself growing hard at the prospect of being inside of her, of claiming her, oh yes I was excited. The crowd too, many of them muscled in for spots around the display, Brown's own mother hovered from above interested in the dance between her herald and child.

"We fuck like animals." Brown said, taking a thick finger and milking an equally thick nipple while we circled. "There's not much too it."

"Favorite position?" I asked with a smile.

She grinned back. "Cow girl."

"Naturally."

If there have been no other lessons learned from my tale, let it be this: When a girl says she wants to ride you, let her.

I somersaulted over to her, and slide down between her legs, my member hard and ready pointed towards the sky, and her dripping wet pussy. This girl had a bush like a dense jungle, and clit the size of my pinky. I saw it wobbled as she crouched, and fed her pussy with my dick. "Oooooh." I groaned pathetically. If you've never been ridden by a big girl before you are a sorely starved human being. Her weight dropped down on me, and all the wet warmness in the world consumed my dick. I felt the prinkling from her pubic hairs mix with my own, followed by the wet press of her lips against groin. She had all of me inside of her, and I don't even think it was a challenge. "Ohhh." I groaned again, and put my hands on her holy skin. Herthighs were so big and soft I just wanted to knead them like dough.

"Mmmmmmmm." She mooed, but she was just being nice.

It was then, up to my balls in cow pussy that I realized I was out matched.

She easily brough herself up and off of me all the way to the tip, practically perfect down to the atom, and then dropped herself back down. It was so perfect I called out in pleasure. Normally with Cowgirl there's a type of calculus, you gotta weigh how high you'll let the girl drop, with the risk of her breaking your dick off. This is good, this is natural, this is human. We must take the good with the bad. Life is sweet because the knowledge that we'll die is so bitter. You like when your girl drops down hard, because you know with a little bit of wiggle room she could have bent your dick into a u pipe.

Brown was not natural.

It was a perfect slide every time.

Her weight, her warmth, her wetness splatting down on me over and over again.

I never wanted it to end.

Bellowyn help me I probably would have sold soul to Matrowyn right then and there if I could keep Brown.

Fuck it felt good.

Up, gasp, down, splat, gasp. Up. gasp, down, splat, Gasp. Up. gasp, down, splat, Gasp. Up. gasp, down, splat, Gasp.

A man could die like that.

"You're amazing." I gasped clawing at the pillowed earth beneath me.

"Thanks hon!" Brown giggles. she slammed down on me one more time, then leaned over to kiss me. Her massive breasts press against me, and I could feel her warm milk gush over my chest, and down the sides. I swallow her tongue, and a good bit of spit as we make out. "Least you have the good sense to stay put. Some men wanna jackhammer a girl when they're only packing... like... I dunno." She shrugs too stupid to complete the metaphor, her mother must be proud.

"Right." I say running my hands along her. "I know not to stop an artist at the canvas."

She giggles and blushes at that. She then rewards me by twerking her hips, in quicky succession somehow still fucking me damn near perfectly while at a very awkward angle for it. "Maybe if you gather more power, one of the princes will give you a big dick." She gasps and looks up at the dragon enjoying our show. "Mama, give em' a big dick!"

Matrowyn giggled, then looked at me. "Declare your loyalty to me Herald, and I'll make you so big you'll feel every inch of Brown's fertile passage." The crowd cheered at the idea.

"Tempting." I moaned. "Very tempting."

Brown straighted her back, grabbed my hands, and **** them on her breasts. She leaned forward, forcing me to hold her tits up. She preassure caused jets of milk to shoot through my fingers, onto my face. I couldn't help but open my mouth, and feel the wrong chemical burn of euphoria rip through me at the sweet cream taste. "Ooooh fuck." I groaned, not even really realizing that I was cumming, until Brown through her head back in sympathy.

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah baby!" She mooed, and giggled, raising one triumphant hand in the air as she countinued to pound my aching dick. "Make me bloat big boy, come on, yeah!"

"He's a bit spent from last night." Matrowyn cooed as I groaned and convulsed on the floor and into her daughter. "Let me help." She brought a large claw down and gently tapped my forehead.

There was a writhing in my loins and I couldn’t keep from groaning. It felt like my balls were swelling, like there was a surge of fluid moving through a too small pipe. I could almost feel my dick bulge inside of her before I exploded into an incredible release. I cried out in pleasure the relief if nothing else was divine, but of course there was something else. Many other incredible something.

All I could do was gasp and wheeze as she ground on top of me. I’m sure I came a canteen’s worth of spooge into her, not not a single drop was spilled. Her warm inside were pulsing around me, sucking like a hungry mouth. It would be impossible not to get this thing pregnant.

“Nice work stud!” She hoots, hips still gyrating me into the ground.. she placed a hand on her squishy belly. “This is gonna be a good one!”

“Mercy.” I groan.

She giggle and untangles with me with a loud pop.

Star Gained!

Name: God Layer Type: Passive Effect: Improved Sexual Performance when sleeping with a god or Demi-god.

At last, a star for me!

I groaned and turned on my side, resisting the urge to shrivel into a ball. “You lasted longer than some.” A human voice assured me. I looked up to see a human male in a white and brown robe approach me. He had an easy grin and squated before me. “But Brown usually gets her way.”

“It’s starting!” Brown’s giddy voice announced. She tipped me over with her hoof, so I was looking up at her. I could see her stomach was already steadily expanding with a rapid pregnancy.

“Oh damn.” I muttered. “I thought I’d be back in 9 months to pick it up.”

The crowd laughed riotously at that.

“Nine minutes is more likely.” Said the man, who took my hand and pulled me to my feet. Not easy to do, I was woozy from sex and very much wanted to lay there and bask in the after glow.

“Who are you?” I asked, finally sensing that this wasn’t just a random member of the crowd.

“Letcious Prior.” He said with a grin. “Former Herald.”

I gasped. “The mother fucker himself?”

“That’s right.”

“Wow.” I took his hand again and shook it. “It’s an honor.” In my time with Steelowyn I’d met a few other Heralds, but they were usually just handing Steelowyn tools of ****. This was my first time talking to one! “Thanks to you the Ares Dominion royal family became so illbred the whole nation collapsed!”

He grinned. “That was a long time ago. I’m excited to see what fresh atrocities you bring to the world my friend.”

I’m grinning too. I wish this was my actual physical body. I needed him to autograph something! “Right now I’m just fighting to stay alive.”

“It’s always hard in the beginning.” He said. “Believe it or not people aren’t as willing to fuck their moms as you might think.”

“Speak for yourself, my mom’s a smoke show.”

“People who aren’t demon worshippers I mean.” He nudged me in a friendly way, and two servants brought a couch for us to sit down on. Several of Matrowyn’s demons and surrounded Brown and were cooing over her growing belly. “Be a pal and jerk me off, will ya?” Letcious sprung loose a horse cock out of his robes.

“Oh of course!” I say, barely wrapping my hand around the meat pillar. See? I do dick stuff!

“What I’m trying to say is it’s hard for everyone at the start, but you’re starting to get your footing. Ya gotta remember the greats did all their big accomplishments after years of working behind the scenes. You think Shaherazin got an entire kingdom to sell itself into slavery on his first day away from the cult?”

“I suppose not.” I said gathering up some oozing cum from the tip of his dick yo use as lube along the rest of the piece. “Lemme ask you something.”

He groaned, a six titted girl skipped over and poured him a glass of wine from one of her leaking nipples. “Shoot.”

“This woman I’m fighting… I really like her. Like I admire her, and goddess I want to fuck her. But she’s my enemy. Everyone is saying that I just have to kill her.” Even a version of myself perhaps ten times smarter than I am normally. “What would you do?”

“I’d use a little less pressure.” He said slapping my hand. “There’s no sheath man, ya gotta let it glide.”

“Oh sorry.” I loosened my grip on his dick. “My first demon had a horse dick and she said she liked a tight grip.” Of course she was talking about my asshole.

“Different strokes man.” He shrugged and fondled the titty lady. “So you’re asking… what?”

“Is there a way for me to get her on my side?”

He slurped some and thought. “A big part of our job is recognizing who you can save and who you can’t. An enemy could be a friend, but if you’re not willing to eliminate them they could become a bigger threat.”

“Right.” Celeste was already the biggest threat in the world as far as I could tell.

“I know it’s hard.” Letcious said, sympathy in his voice. “We’re told to go out there and fuck the world, even if it’s kicking and screaming. Then suddenly you’re told there’s something you can’t touch. But you can’t fuck lava Herald, and that’s just a fact.”

“Yeah.” I laughed.

“Besides you’re an alchemist. Grab a lock of her hair before you off her, and grow a new one in a jar. With bigger tits!”

Wow I really missed talking to my fellow cultists. They just get it, ya know?

“Okay down to business.” He says after a pause for drinks. “What’s it gonna take to get you to dedicate yourself to Matrowyn?”

“Oh.” I jerked him off anxiously now. So that’s what all of this had been about. Matrowyn isn’t a dumb as she wishes she was. She offered me a boon that would involve me touring her lands, fucking her daughter, and jerking off one of her heralds. Before I was chosen i litterally would have killed my own sister for such a chance. “I’m not sure.”

“We’ll let me lay it out for you.” He grins. “When you die you go straight to the land of milk and honies.” He gestured around to the vibrant land. “Good pussy, good food, and good weather. What more could you want?”

“I won’t argue that this is probably the best afterlife a prince will offer. Other than the lack of books or art… but I’m a herald! When we die Bellowyn will spread her legs for us and allow us into the paradise beyond her lips. What could be better than that?”

He laughed. “That’s a one way trip my friend. None of those souls are ever seen again. She eats them, ya know? Probably with vagina dentata, but still…”

“That’s blasphemy!” I gasp.

“Not to me.” He says. “That’s my god up there.” He points to Matrowyn who was doing a bad job of pretending not to listen in.

“Even if I prefer her.” I said cautiously. “Still need the other princes. I can’t turn all my followers into brain dead cows, fun as that sounds.”

“I managed!” He groans and the tip of his dick starts to boil with cum. “Besides once you choose a prince all the crap with the others goes away. I hear Steelowyn got her hands on you after you died. That would never happen if you were fully backing Matrowyn. Your soul would come here and a happy host of horse girls would fuck you silly before sending you on your way.”

My mind went several **** directions with that thought. Like a drowned man I would do almost anything to avoid her wrath again. I doubted she would appreciate my stunt with the other princes. It was so unfair I favored her more than any other prince, besides Tan’Hagorath but she was by far the one most hostile to me.

Everyone had made it clear from the beginning that the princes wouldn’t let me not pick a side. Steelowyn was goddess of slavery to her if you weren’t working for her you were a ****. Come to think of it not many of the other gods seemed pleased with me either…

Until Tan’Hagorath was restored to fighting shape Matrowyn might be my only ally.

Still if I were going to dedicate myself to anyone, I felt it would be the patron of witches. The milking fields were a nice place to visit, but i don’t think the herd life was for me.

“Fuck.” He herald winced. “Do you mind?” He gestured to his throbbing dick.

“Oh, of course!” It’d be an honor. I bent forward and wrapped my lips around his flat head. Oh man it had been a while! He busted in my mouth filling it with an inhuman amount of jizz. I was **** that stuff down, and it was still flooding out my mouth and nose. I briefly wondered if there was wisdom in swallowing it all. He was a herald of Matrowyn he could probably get a girl pregnant through oral, and I was only slightly less sure he could get a boy pregnant too.

Still what an honor. You know they say never meet your heroes but how often do you get to swallow their cum?

“Wow you’re really hanging on huh?” He laughed as he came and came and came. I was starting to realize he could probably go on forever and he was just hazing me.

I finally huuuuurkrd and pulled myself off of him, he continued shooting jets into the sky. He just sighed and held his hands behind his head. Jet after jet still pumping upwards. Demons waggled their butts like happy dogs, eager and waiting for permission to start licking the stuff up. This guy could get a whole village pregnant with that thing.

Some milkmaids came to clean me up. They soaped up their breasts and rubbed them all over me somehow actually cleaning the spooge away rather than turning it into gluey scrambled eggs like water usually does.

“Hey papa!” A now fully pregnant Brown was waving at me, her stomach a wonderful dome of stretched flesh, her breasts now somehow even more ripe. “We’re ready!”

“Oh man.” I walked over to her, not sure I was ready to be a father. “Maybe it’s not a good idea to bring a baby into a dungeon that’s about to get mustard gassed. Maybe you should keep it Brown…”

The crowd laughed again.

“Oh don’t fret.” Matrowyn chuckled. “My precious Brown gives birth to boons, not babies.”

Huh?

Brown held her hands against her stomach, tenderly. Then she started moaning and mooing as her tummy began to glow. She slowly pulled her hands from her stomach bringing with her a glowing yellow orb.

“Not bad.” Brown said, admiring our creation as it floated above her hands. “Your seed incubated in my divine womb. Here.” She held her hands out.

I still wasn’t quite understanding, but I reached for the light anyway. It was absorbed into me through my finger tips. Like sucking in steam from a bowl of soup. It all flowed into me, and I felt vitalized by its presence. It was like when I had my body perfected by the stars. That thrum of power, only more so now. I think this might be what being a 2-star feels like! My body was glowing faintly gold and I was overwhelmed with the desire to move and act.

“Oooooh that’s a good one.” Matrowyn admirers her daughter’s work.

“What is it?” I admired my glowing form.

“A taste of the good life.” Matrowyn purred. “If you’d been born with god blood.”

“Oh.” I nodded, back to not understanding. Was this place making me stupid or…“So you weren’t just offering sex with your daughter, you wanted to give me a buff too!”

“Not that it mattered.” Matrowyn said, sounding hurt. “I could have given you an empty bucket and you would have accepted it along with the rest. Very hurtful behavior Herald, to someone who works hard on her proposals.”

I sigh. “Let’s not fight over it Milady, you’ve treated me wonderfully today, and your daughter’s pussy was the finest I’ve ever had. Can we not let my gratitude for your generosity be enough?”

“It is enough.” Brown said taking my arm, and walking me away from her mother. “You best leave before she decides to start sulking.” She whispers.

“Thanks.” I whisper back, then pause. “You know I got a star for fucking you if you ever…”

She smiled. “Look me up if you’re ever in the neighborhood again.” She paused before sending me away. “And be careful with the boon of my womb. It won’t last as long as you hope it will.” She giggled and favored me with a brush along my cheek. “Just like you!”