Until Aphrodite is satisfied, which is to say a long time

"That's right, girls, suck 'em! Fuck, how does this still feel so good?!" Holly moaned, twitching lightly as four cat girls sucked on her heavy leaking breasts, two to a teat. The futas among them spurted their loads quietly, replacing one cream in their bodies for another with gusto. All of them scrambled and pushed at each other to get more milk, resulting in a mess of lesbian fucking and playing on the floor.

On the couch nearby, Aphrodite finally let go of Whitney's over work breast, licking the last drops of milk from the nipple and her own lips. The cow girl moaned and whimpered, her body working hard to keep producing milk for her queen. Now, with Aphrodite finally sated, she could rest, something she didn't hesitate to do. Slipping into an exhausted slumber, she sighed happily, content at serving her purpose.

With a belly full of fresh cowgirl milk, Aphrodite closed her eyes and settled in, resting her head on Whitney's shoulder. Her craving appeased for the moment, she felt sleep creep up on her, encouraging her to rest and continue to nurture the child in her womb. She started to slip away, but a small pinging on the edge of her mind distracted her from sleep. She reached out to it and momentarily found herself disoriented as her mind connected to another.

For a dozen seconds, a cacophony of voices shouted in her head until another presence quieted them. Aphrodite recognized Rose then and concluded the other voices must have been the enormous wall she had created around the city. She didn't have time to dwell on that though, as Rose impressed thoughts on her.

A gathering army many times bigger than the one that had initially attacked her and Aires. A beautiful woman with black hair sitting and talking quietly. Strange machines out of science fiction lined up and waiting. Further away, a towering man with wide wings soaring towards the city in haste, burning with determination. Finally, a lone man, well built and handsome but otherwise unremarkable, walking steadily towards the city at a casual pace. He didn't make sense, not normal, but hardly monstrous, walking and looking like a normal man.

The thoughts ended and Aphrodite snapped back to herself and full wakefulness. The thoughts stuck in her mind, detached from emotion but letting her fill her own in. She realized she must have been indulging with the cowgirls and kittens for days to have missed an army gathering just outside. And now that she knew to look, she could sense Aires getting closer. It wouldn't be long before he arrived, and she meant to be ready to greet him.

"Mistress?" Vivian mumbled, waking from her own milk-induced daze as the queen cleaned herself and began conjuring clothes.

"Your master is coming back, Vivian. You should get ready, he'll be here soon," the goddess said, considering the dress she had summoned for herself before magicing away one of the layer. Once she was satisfied with the transparency around her belly, she grew flowers in her hair, making a crown for herself.

"Master?!" the pale catgirl gasped, her expression immediately brightening. She instantly was on her feet and preening herself, working to be her best and most adorable self. "Do you think he'll be glad I made a bunch more hot nekos?"

"Did you have fun?"

"Yeah!"

"Then I know he will be," Aphrodite said, walking out the door with Vivian in tow. The rest of the cat girls and the two hucows stayed behind, feeling no obligation to greet their lord. They would meet him if they had to and if he called on them. Until then, there was no need.

"Cecilia...what have you done?" Aphrodite whispered once she got outside and looked around. On the lawn and in the street were a handful of women and men, all either dredged in evil or quickly becoming so. Dark elves, demons, and monsters prowled around, fucking each other in soulless abandon or looking for others to taint with their foulness. Aphrodite saw as one man leapt upon another from behind, sinking his teeth into the untouched man's neck and drinking deeply. She watched as the masculinity was drained from him and twin mounds appeared on his chest. Gasps became increasingly feminine as the man lost the right to be called as much and soon began to whimper for cock.

"It feels so good, Mother," Cecilia said from where she was thrusting into a woman with her long dick, both their bodies voluptuous and demonic. "They just keep taking more and more. I can just keep corrupting them!! This power is incredible!! GGRRRAAHHH!!!" Cecilia growled like a beast as she came into the woman beneath her, who snapped her fangs and bucked her hips up for more.

"Pull out of her this instant," Aphrodite ordered without room for disobedience. "Your god is coming, make yourself presentable for him." The redheaded corruptress reluctantly freed her shaft from the demonic girl's ravenous snatch, shooting one last geyser of cum onto her before pulling the whole thing inside herself.

"Hey A, you said he was the first, right? What's the best way to convince him to fuck me? I want to feel every bit of his power as he jizzes deep in my womb."

"You wouldn't be able to take it. No one but me has ever been able to handle all of him," the goddess said confidently, leading her adoptive daughter and a still preening cat girl down the empty street.

"But you said I'm like you, right? A Divine or whatever? Shouldn't I be able to take it too? I should be able to fuck just as well as you." Cecilia's words lodged in Aphrodite's mind, taking up an uncomfortable amount of space there, mostly because they sounded completely plausible. She didn't know when Cecilia had become so power hungry, but it was certainly concerning.

"I think step one is being sexy as fuck, right? So how's this? My ass isn't too big, is it?" Aphrodite glanced back to see Cecilia rocking a frankly massive ass, sumptuous thighs, and tits the size of her head. Clad in miniscule and skin-tight pieces of leather, with wings and horns to supplement her blood red hair, she was the very image of unholy temptation. Not necessarily who Aphrodite wanted to be meeting her lover with.

"Seems a little excessive to me," the queen said, turning to look forward again. "I'm pretty sure he's more of a tit man anyways."

"Only because he hasn't seen mine. Once he does, there's no way he'll be able to resist. I can't wait to have him fucking sodomize every single one of my holes."

"We'll see about that," she mumbled under her breath, for the first time seeing Cecilia as a source of competition. One she was going to remove as soon as possible. Not to mention the frenzied look in her eyes spoke of something more disturbing, a deeper darkness that had emerged from the abused girl. That had to wait though. First, she had a baby-daddy that was currently plummeting out of the sky to welcome back.