Intermission III

AN/ Greetings! again, don't like these so I'll keep it brief. For those of you who don't want Female POV, the female sex scenes will, mostly, be restricted to Intermissions allowing you to safely skip them if you so choose. The MC may use his Female Form outside of intermissions for plot purposes but if he does so, i'll try and keep any sex scene that occurs in a paired intermission rather than the actual chapter, we'll see how things go.

“So I heard about your little experiment” Artemis tells you while wringing out her hair. With Tarentum under your control, you had decided to bring the camp into the city and thus your command tent was replaced by your home in the city. This has included adding the magical rooms such as the bathroom and what have you.

“Which one?” you ask with a frown, slipping a tunic on over your head. You had just been having a nice relaxing spa while cuddled up with Artemis.

“Turning yourself into a female form” Artemis replied, putting her hands on her hips as she watches you, her tail swishing happily behind her.

“Oh yeah, that” you say, shrugging.

“I wanna see it, inspect the damage so to speak” she tells you. You frown at the woman, her tail was swishing in a way that you had learnt meant she was being mischievous. Of course, you aren’t going to tell her that her tail is now a rather large tell. With a shrug, your tunic becomes a dress and your features soften into that of your female form.

“I think I might call my female form Raven” you say in your soft, feminine voice. You contemplate that for a moment before Artemis attempts to take your tunic off.

“Off with this, I wanna see how good you did” she tells you and you sigh before raising your arms, letting the garment slip over your head. Artemis takes a step back and admires your body, casually walking around you and giving experimental squeezes here and there. “So, how much experience did you get with this body of yours?” Artemis asks with a vulpine grin.

“Uhh, a little?” you ask uncertainty “I mean, oral is about where we stopped” you tell her. Next thing you know, you are being swept off your feet and into a bridal carry.

“Sooo much better when you aren’t such a gigantic height!” the goddess coos “Totally unrealistic of you” she adds. Your female form was to the Roman standard, so you stood at about 165 or five foot five, thus enabling Artemis to carry you to your bed and deposit you onto the soft sheets before crawling on top of you.

“Uhh, what are you doing?” you ask as Artemis puts herself nose to nose with you.

“Experimenting of course, I wanna see if everything works like it’s supposed to” you can’t help feel a twinge, or a throb, or something coming from your core. Next thing you know, Art’s silky soft lips are pressed to yours and you can’t help but melt. This is probably something that needs to be looked into but you are too busy getting the brains kissed out of you to worry about that now.

Artemis breaks the kiss after what felt like forever, eliciting a soft moan from you as your brain slowly starts to restart.

“Well, that works as intended” she whispers softly, her breath tickling your nose. Next she moved on down, stopping at your breasts and began kneading them. Again, you notice the comfortable feeling, sighing from her actions. It wasn’t like masturbating or anything, you won’t ever come close to cumming from having them massaged but it felt nice. Of course Art then ran her thumbs over your nips and sent a twin shock of electric tingles right into your core. You bit your lip even as you moaned lightly. That got a grin from the silver goddess who lowered her face to one of yours tits, running a tongue around the areola. You moan again, the tingly sensation rather intense as Artemis begins aggressively attacking your tit with her tongue, all the while massaging your other breast and occasionally running a thumb over your other nipple.

It feels like forever again before Artemis stops, a definite throbbing in your snatch now present as you pant from the ordeal.

“Well, that works as intended as well” Artemis coos, running a pair of fingers across your snatch and showing them to you, some kind of slightly slimy fluid coating them. “Think I might skip the finger stage and go straight to sending you to Elysium” she tells you before crawling backwards until her face is in line with your snatch. You part your legs preemptively, feeling your snatch spread open with the action. Artemis grins at you as she wraps her fingers around your thighs and brings her face in. you lie back, take a deep breath and then there’s a tongue on your snatch. You can’t begin to describe exactly what Artemis is doing to you, only that your whole body was awash with electricity. You can hear some distant voice screaming in ecstasy but your entire attention is on the waves of pulsating pleasure. You come in what feels like only a few seconds, bucking and writhing on the bedding as the endorphins flood your system. Artemis doesn’t stop, she keeps going and soon the orgasms are coming in rhythms until finally, the goddess is finished with you, rising up from her meal with a satisfied sigh.

You lay there in a state of mindlessness for who knows how long, Artemis’ efforts having completely blasted your senses away. Finally you come down from your high, your body still tingling as if it could be coaxed into an orgasm at the slightest provocation. Artemis proves this notion correct by gently stroking your labia with a finger, the action causing another orgasm to rock you.

“Did you enjoy that?” Artemis asks, looking at you with a warm smile.

“How did you learn to do that?” you ask, still feeling like you are floating on clouds. Artemis wraps you up in a cuddle, snuggling into you before answering.

“I run an all girls organisation, all of which have taken oaths to never bed a man” Artemis tells you “girls can get lonely” she adds and you snort in amusement “This is the culmination of thousands of years of experience in fucking girls” she whispers into your ear, casually kneading a boob.

“That poor wooden horse is going to get a lot of use after this isn’t it?” you ask with a grin. Artemis merely smirked in response.

“You were out for ages” she tells you, “I had the chance to get off several times on my horse” she adds. You chuckle as you wrap an arm around the girl’s waist.

“I feel different in this form” you say, frowning as you thought about it.

“It’s a full female transformation, different thought processes and what have you” Artemis tells you “You aren’t the first god to do this” she explains “In fact, some goddesses started as male gods and chose to be female after experimenting with it” she adds “The humans always think Ares was a man but there’s a reason nobody batted an eyelash when Aphrodities cheated on her husband with her” Artemis says.

“Ares went full woman?!” You ask incredulously.

“Yup, guess who taught her how to be one too” Artemis replies, giving you a knowing grin.

“Well then, glad I’ve got the best wife for the occasion but I’m not going to permanently be a female” you say. “It’s fun for moments like this, but I prefer my male form, it feels . . . like me” you say and Artemis nods, snuggling into you some more.

“Can you stay like this for tonight? It reminds me of . . . better times” Artemis whispers into your shoulder.

“Sure” you reply, getting comfortable in Artemis’ arms.