When you close your close your eyes all you can see is Clare's face. Oh wait, shit

You grimace as the the ritual is completed and the Mother of All appears in front of your wrapping your into her arm and pulling your head between her chest.

"My heart, you came back." She sounded a lot more genuine about that than her deliberate intervention to assure your presence allowed.

"Hello Mother?" You hesitated for a moment as you weren't sure which name you should call her.

The Mother took your hesitation in stride, "Yes my heart. Have you made your decision? Will you lay with me, fill me with your seed so I may bring Clare into this world. So we can create your perfect companion." The Mother planted a soft kiss on your forehead but there is no bombardment of maternal love this time around.

"I'm not sure." You answer feeling really put on the spot. "I-I," you sigh, "I think ..." you just couldn't think of what to say. Your musing about which Goddess to pick were still in your head, you were pretty sure you had been leaning towards Clare the First but you were only pretty sure and Clare the Second was here, kind of.

The Mother pulled back to free your head from her chest and cupped your cheeks. "It's ok my heart, I understand." She leaned down and kissed your lips, a tingling of pleasure went down your spine as she did and you let out a shaky breath as she pulled back. "There's no need to say anything." You felt yourself falling slowly backwards just as you had last time you met the Mother. When you landed you felt the carpeted floor on your naked back, your clothes simply disappearing off your body.

The Mother reached down and stroked you, even the slightest touch sending a bolt of pleasure through you. "Fuck." You gasp out as you feel her straddle you and rub her slit against you.

"Yes my heart," the Mother raised her hip and moved you, lining you up with with opening, "fuck your seed into me, chose me," She teased your crown but didn't lower herself even slightly, the urge to thrust was quickly becoming a need, "thrust into me." She moved her hands down and stroked your chest, tracing your muscles. The pleasure she left in trails along you left you moaning. "Impregnate me so you and our daughter can spread our love though the land."

That snapped you out of the situation for a moment. The fact she was role-playing even though you knew about the reality meant that she was always going to role-play. For your, hopefully, long life you'd have a constant companion firmly dedicated to acting as the daughter of yourself and a Goddess. You already found Oriana religious moments annoying an entire life of it seems like a lot. It might be possible that in future she'd only keep the role-play for the public and not for you but still.

"Clare?" You said her name to see if she would drop the role-play. She leaned forwards letting her heavy chest graze your skin, the pleasure they provided was even stronger than her hands.

"Yes my heart fuck Clare into me." She might be a little too turned on for you to communicate with effectively and as she spoke she started to gyrate her hips. The feeling of just your tip being held as she rolled around you knocked more than a little sense out of your mind. Her hand moved to rub her thumb along your lips.

"Clare." You said again a little firmer as your last ditch attempt to stop this. The Mother cups your face in her hands overloading your sense with pleasure. Much more and you wouldn't need to thrust to give the Mother the seed she desperately wants.

Clare the First's face appears above you with a wide smile. For a moment you thought you were having some sort of pleasure induced revelation. "Yeah this is kinda cheating." Clare the First ending your speculation about any revelation. She reached up and flicked the Mother on her nose.

"OW!" The Mother said letting go of you to rub her nose. "You said you wouldn't interrupt!" The Mother said as she transformed into Clare the Second. She was still naked on top of you and one thing you hadn't expected was that Clare the Second a lot tighter than the Mother. Even though it was barely your tip the sudden vice like warmth set you off.

"FUCK!" You shouted your hips bucking upwards into the insane tightness as you unloaded.

"OOOHAAHHAA." Clare the Second the moaned out then looked down and jumped off you taking away all stimulation and ruining your orgasm. She blushed bright red as your last few spurts landed on your chest. "I-I didn't mean, does that, does that mean you picked me?" Her sudden embarrassment was quickly replaced with shy excitement.

"No it doesn't, it just means your cunt needs stretching." Clare the First said advancing on her sister and reaching better white coated thighs. Clare the Second lets out a soft moan as her sister continued speaking. "Damn you wouldn't even fit all the way in her Christopher." She said pulling her hand back and licking the cum she had collected. She gave you a grin and nodded her approval at the taste. "And I said I wouldn't interrupt if you didn't cheat. I let you keep the whole physical contact thing I didn't say you could tease him into a decision."

You got up off the floor finally feeling like this should be a conversation you have upright, clothed would also be ideal but neither sister seemed inclined to help on that front. You looked at the pair and Clare the Second was still naked. Clare the First followed your eyes and suddenly she was naked as well so at least you were all the same in the clothing department. "Look, Clare the Second if I pick you will you keep the role-play up forever?" It might be silly that that is your most pressing concern but it was.

"I, if you don't want me to I can stop." It sounded like you had kicked a puppy. So now you know she was going to successfully guilt you into joining her role-play.

"Clare the First, are you going to blend in or are you going to stand out as much as you do right now." Thinking about the practical seemed safer.

"Blend in, figured I'd show up as someone from your father's estate, staff member or childhood friend," she shrugged, the fact that she hadn't put much thought into this left something to be desired.

You rubbed at the cum that had been on your chest to give your hands something to do when you fingers snagged something. You looked down and saw your mother's ring. A flood of memory of you testing the rings powers hit you as you looked at it. "What's this?"

"A ring." Clare the First answered with a shrug, "With a bit of cum on it." She added.

"Your mother always had it on." Clare the Second said. You looked at her and she kept talking. "Every time I visited her she had it on her finger but she never said anything about it." You were hoping for something a bit more.

"It has a few enchantments on it, your mother must have had some talent as an obscurantist and teleported." Clare the First said stepping over to inspect the ring. "Memory and location but that's all I can see."

"Meaning?"

"You forget it and teleport was activated when you touched it so it stays with you. Not that common but not super interesting." Clare the First waiting for you taking this as a challenge for your approval. You looked at the ring and with a bit of embarrassment wiped the cum off it. That hadn't helped much, in making a choice or figuring out why your mother wanted you to have it.

"Can you leave me and Christopher alone now?" Clare the Second said peaking around her sister side.

Clare the First looked at her. "No, because you cheated. Christopher you know who you're picking?"

"I, um, maybe?" You were getting used to being put on the spot by Goddesses.

"Great I need to have a chat with Cum Soaked Cunt over there so we'll meet you at your room, before your date with Vatarie." She put enough emphasis on the last bit that you doubted there will be any wriggling out of it. "No cheating," she glared at her sister who shied under the gaze, "when you pick."

"You do remember you cheated as well." You said before you had a chance to think about it.

"Yeah you did." Clare the Second said beaming at you. "Thank you for remembering Christopher."

"Save it for tonight CSC." Clare the First said pinching her sisters nipple. Clare the Second let out a yelp and you saw them fading.

"Wait about the church ..." You trail off as they leave halfway through you question and you feel the auras inside you begin to feel again. Suddenly there is an explosion of moans as the orgasm you felt over several minutes happened to them in an instant. You pushed the auras out of you and the pitch increased as you did. You kinda wanted to run away again but doing that twice in a row seemed rude so you waited for them to recover.

"Fuck that is so cool!" Auria shouted, she jumped up and wrapped her arms you. You didn't feel her robe against you skin and you looked to see your clothes were back, and Auria's see through robe was giving you a great view of very nice breast. "But feels weird, like I'm both satisfied but empty." She grins and grinds her hips against you. "Want to fill me?"

"Auria." Oriana groaned out as her sister antics sped up her recover. She stood up and grabbed her sisters shoulder in one hand and yours in another. "Me first." She pulled you apart and locked lips with you letting out a deep moan. "Mmmm, I want to feel you inside me." She shoved her sister out of the way and wrapped you in a hug.

"Daughters!" The Priestess shouted standing up as your orgasm had rendered her legs unusable for a moment. "I need Christopher," she cleared her throat. "I need the Mothers chose in private for a moment."

Oriana didn't move or let your lips from hers until Auria grabbed her hips. "Sis the Priestess wants first go." Oriana let your lips go to glare at the Priestess for a moment before relenting. "Of course sorry Priestess." She let you go, in manner of speaking, her arms were still around you but she wasn't pressing her chest against you. "If you really need him."

"Yes I do, I mean as the Priestess I need to fulfill a private roll with Christopher." She said reaching out to grab your shoulder. As Oriana reluctantly released you the Priestess grabbed your shoulder and you let her direct you through the same door as yesterday entering her house.

She let you go and walked forwards. Her hips swayed as she went and you eyes locked to her ass. "Priestess?" You asked. You were in the same boat as all of them, your orgasm was not satisfying in the least and seeing wide hips sway after you heard four woman cumming around you, you were ready to resolve the issue of unsatisfying orgasm.

The Priestess reached a table and bent over slightly to give you access. Her robe wasn't see through but it was hardly preventative even if she hadn't raised it for you. You walked over and cupped her ass bunching her robe up and grabbing your pants. She stiffened at your touch in a surprised not at all sexual way. You had enough sense to realise you might have misread the situation and pulled back a little.

The Priestess stayed bent over for a moment then said. "I prepared a letter for the Grand Priestess about your success. I was going to send it but since you are the Mother chosen you should decide if I do." She held out a piece of paper to you. This is not what you had been expecting.

You look at the letter, feeling your randiness lowering at the prospect of this spreading outside of just this one tiny congregation. Opening it up you read a summary of your presence, your repeated success at performing rituals, the feelings of love the Mother expressed for you that she shared with all of them. And the request for any sort of explanation in what she should do.

The letter was a religious hand grenade.

If it went out, and was believed even in part, people were going to show up to see for themselves if there is truth to it. If you are going with Clare the Second it should be sent, if you are going with Clare the First well it might make Clare the Second's champion's life a bit tougher since there will be two chosen and you got in first. It would also set your involvement in the church in stone, even if you didn't come here anymore people would come to you.