Kaito stood beneath the newborn sky.
It dripped.
Stars hung like lactating nipples. Galaxies swirled like hips in heat. Black holes pulsed like hungry assholes, mouths ready to suck every drop of his divine essence.
And floating around him, naked and glowing, the first goddesses of the new cosmos began to form—not born, but bred from the cum he shot into the Void Egg.
They were his daughters.
His lovers.
His next wombs to fill.
Kaori knelt in awe, her lips trembling. Her thighs were soaked—her hairy pussy leaking again just from the heat of the sky.
"K-Kaito-sama… these goddesses… you just… bred them from nothing."
"They were born from your cock…"
Nyxa, still weak from the altar, crawled to him on all fours, her breasts dragging across the divine marble.
"Please… let us worship your cock again before the next crowning…"
But Kaito's eyes weren't on them.
They were locked on her.
