Ch 7: A Change of Heart
"Are you sure about this?" Dura asked as she blinked and frowned, sitting next to Nancy.
"Yes. Will you help me?" Nancy asked.
"Sure. What the heck." Dura shrugged. "You are quite a genuine person I'd say."
"Thank you. You are very kind."
Dura shook her head and smiled. "I like your domain. It's very…dark and oppressive. So contrary to your nature."
Nancy smiled and didn't answer. Currently, her belly had swollen big. Apparently; Goddess' pregnancies were swift. Within two weeks, the fetus had matured enough to be born. She had asked Dura from the Poets sect to help her with the childbirth.
"Hmm? There is a message from the leader." Dura suddenly muttered and closed her eyes. Deities could send mental messages to each other across vast distances. It was like a dream one could watch while being awake. Reality and imagination could mix and convey one's intention accurately or creatively.
Dura opened her eyes and stood up; looking thoughtful.
"What was it about?" Nancy asked. Dura faked a smile and replied, "Oh he just wants some pussy." She scoffed and took her leave immediately.
***
Salim awoke after having rested fully for a day. He felt oddly refreshed and energetic. His vision was dark and he could not see that a beautiful Goddess was leaning by the bedside, meditating. She was short with small saggy breasts and dark brown nipples. A long black skirt covered her lower body while the upper part was naked. Her long black hairs were let loose and parted from the middle. Her face looked adorable.
Salim realized that he was naked and his dick was throbbing hard. Green plant vines were wrapped around his face. He tugged at them and they slithered away before disappearing; revealing a healed face. But several of Salim's teeth were missing and his eyes were still blinded.
At this point, Xelix awoke and noticed him. She gawked at his huge erection & blushed.
"You've recovered. How are you feeling?" She asked.
"I can't see." Salim frowned.
"Your eyes were destroyed in that star blast. I have requested a healer deity to help regrow your eyes, but it'll take some time. Healers are always busy. We can meet them only after a few days."
"I see. I suppose you rescued me from those crazy bitches." Salim said.
"I did. They had no right to harm you." Xelix frowned.
"…"
There was a long silence before Xelix touched Salim's thigh. "What you said earlier…that you will belong to me…"
Salim smirked and flexed his rock-solid dick. Xelix felt provoked and moved her hand towards it, grabbing the warm throbbing shaft tightly. This was the first time she had been proactive in bed with anyone.
"I'll be in your care." Salim leaned back, letting the timid Goddess play with his dick. Xelix blushed red and began stroking it.
Fap-fap-fap-fap-fap-fap…
"Mmm…not bad. You're quite experienced." Salim commented. Xelix huffed. Yes, she had been taken advantage of by several Gods in the past. Of course she was experienced. She had been fucked in all of her holes hundreds of times! She had mastered the art of blowjobs and handjobs too.
Xelix cupped Salim's balls & stroked them while giving him a steady handjob.
"You are so big…" She smiled.
"So are you." Salim smirked, reaching with his hands towards Xelix's breasts. She grabbed his hands and guided them to her bosoms. The soft breasts squished and deformed, causing her to moan. Xelix kissed Salim and enjoyed the pleasure that spread throughout her body like warmth. Her stroking speed increased to reciprocate the pleasure. Salim moaned and smiled into the kisses. The two of them tangled lovingly in a dance of making love.
Xelix took off her skirt and panty, and bent over; raising her ass up for Salim.
"Reach forward with your hands." She said and gulped. Salim found her ass the next moment and was pleased at the softness of her fat buttocks. He leaned forth and began to lick the horny Goddess' pussy and ass; stimulating her.
Slurp…schwep…mwah…
"Ahhn…ah…tssk.." Xelix enjoyed the sensations and bit her lower lip, simply enjoying the service. She grabbed her own hanging breasts and squeezed them. Salim fondled her fat hips while shoving his tongue inside her vagina, tasting her lewd juices.
Mwah…slurp…wah…
"Hyanh…ahnn…oh fuck…"
PPAH! PPAH! SSTAK!
"AHHN!" Xelix squealed and blushed as Salim spanked her. She looked back at him coquettishly and regretted that he wasn't able to see her. "P-put it in." She said, leaning lower and raising her butt higher. Salim stood up and adjusted his huge dick on the wet pussy.
"Do you want it hard or soft?"
"However you want. Use me." Xelix whispered.
Slosh! "Ahnn!"
Fwap! Fwap! Plap! Plap! Clap! Plap!
"Ahh! Uoh! So deep! Agh!" Xelix screamed as Salim began to pound her mercilessly. His speed was fast; his thrusts deep. His dick jabbed against her cervix repeatedly, making her experience cervical climax within a few minutes.
Plap! Clap! Clap! Plap!
Spurt! Squirt! Squirt!
"Ahhn! Ahnn! Fuck! Ohh!" Xelix was in zenith. She had never experienced such great sex in her entire existence! Now she bent even lower; touching the floor with her hands. Her hairs wiped the floor; her eyes bulged out and a sedated smile rolled on her lips.
Plap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Plap!
SSTAK! SSTAK! PPAH! Plap-plap-plap!
"Ahh! Ahh! Agh! Aghn!"
"Fuck! Such a good pussy and hips! Fuck, you're amazing Xelix! Take my cum, sexy bitch!"
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
"AHHNN!!" Xelix screamed in orgasm and released her fluids. Her body trembled in ecstasy before she collapsed on the floor.
Although Xelix was defeated; Salim was not done yet. His dick had hardened already; boasting his potency. He groped around for the fallen Goddess and climbed on top of her. Then adjusting his cock on her asshole, he grinned and pushed.
Fwop!
"AGGHH! Not there! Oh! It's too big for that hole!" Xelix screamed.
"That's fine. Your ass will adjust itself to my dick's shape soon; like a cocksleeve. Just relax and-"
Plap! Plap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
"Ahh! Ahhgh! No! Please! It hurts!"
Salim showed no mercy; and no longer replied. He clung to Xelix; squeezing her saggy breasts brutally hard; and kept ramming his cock deep inside her ass. His thrust made Xelix's ass ripple and clap. The Goddess had been completely dominated and tamed. Salim continued to rampage inside her for several minutes.
Plap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Plap!
"Ahh! Ahhn! Uwah! Ahgh!"
"Hehehe, your fat buttocks are so big and soft. I love them." Salim chuckled. "Raise your ass in bitch position."
"Uwah…you're being so mean ahnn…" Xelix complained but obeyed, getting on all fours and raising her butt high. Salim grabbed her fat hips; kneading and squeezing them as he began to pound away.
Plap! Plap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Plap!
"Ahh! Ahh! Aghn~"
PPPAHH! PPPAH!
Loud slapping sounds echoed as Salim spanked his tamed bitch; fully enjoying her body. For several hours he rampaged inside Xelix's holes and pounded her hardcore until she fainted.
Then…he continued to fuck her.
***
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Tol was hammering a smoldering piece of metal upon his anvil. The red light coming off from the forge illuminated his ugly bald face as he worked up a sweat.
Tol was a crass brutal God who made his fortune by working hardcore on his craft. He was one of the best forger Gods in the heaven. He had created divine weapon, armors and shield; the buyers of which won many fights with and brought him reputation.
From the first Deity-Fest to the latest; his weapons had felled numerous deities. He himself had some talent in combat; though he never had time to practice as there were numerous orders pending all the time. He was always working. The only respite he took was during sex with his female clients. If a Goddess had purchased a weapon from him, she had given him her body.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Metallic sounds continued to echo like bells. Sweat glistened on Tol's mostly naked body. The contours of his muscles became more pronounced in the contrast of darkness of the workshop and light from the forge. His dirty white loincloth wet from sweat and turned transparent long ago. His flaccid big cock bobbed between his legs erotically.
Dura gawked and gulped; staring at this ugly yet attractive God. She was hiding in a corner. Squatting as she was, she found Tol's figure larger than it actually was.
"Hmm? Who's there?" Tol asked, turning in her direction. Dura turned pale. But the next moment, footsteps were heard from behind her. She turned and hid herself better behind a box as 4 black cloaked & hooded deities sauntered over.
"Omnilux…" Tol snarled and spat in front of them.
"Where is our package?" One of the deities asked without revealing his face.
"It will be ready when it will be. Now begone." Tol said and resumed hammering the metal.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The Omnilux spread out and surrounded him, posing dangerously. Tol stopped. A tension hung in the silent minute that passed without any movement or words from anyone. Dura was certain that a battle will now unfold and the best forger God in heaven would die.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Tol resumed hammering the metal. Now, the Omnilux deities looked at each other. One of them sighed.
"Alright Tol; we acknowledge your guts, and we trust your expertise. Just know that we are tight on time. We hope that you will deliver your package within 3 days." One of them said and Tol grunted in derision. The deities left after that.
"So he's working for the Omnilux. Leader was right." Dura thought. "But what exactly is making for them? How strong is it going to be? Are there multiple weapons?"
"How long are you going to linger there? Come out and state your business." Tol said coldly. "I keep my domain; 'The Forge' open for everyone. It doesn't mean it's a free stay for spies."
"!!!" Dura was shocked. She felt apprehension upon getting discovered so easily. But now that she has been found out, she decided to reveal herself. She stood up and walked languidly towards Tol. Her long red hairs were bright like fire, in the light of the forge. Her curvaceous figure; huge buttocks, and big naturally sagging breasts immediately turned Tol's dick hard.
"Well-well-well…" Tol dropped his hammer and adjusted his boner instead. "Come to get a weapon made?"
"No. But I won't mind getting hammered by you." Dura smiled, letting her one-piece dress fall down and getting naked. Her nipples and areolas were big and red bushy pubic hairs covered her crotch.
"Bend over that cold anvil then." Tol smirked, signalling towards a large anvil where Dura leaned and raised her huge butt up. Tol removed his loincloth and approached the sexy Goddess. His hands grabbed her huge fat ass and kneaded the hips. "Haven't had a good bitch in a while."
"You haven't had any like me." Dura reached her crotch with her hand and spread open her pink pussy. Tol chuckled and pushed his hard cock inside it.
Slosh! "Mmmh…!"
The dick entered the loose vagina easily. Dura was a free-use slut like every other Goddess in the Poet's sect. There wasn't a single day when multiple men did not fuck or rape her brutally. She had even grown addicted to it all. After getting plowed by men for several centuries; every day and night, Dura had developed control over her vaginal muscles.
She smirked and her pussy clamped down hard on Tol's dick.
"Woha! What the fuck just happened?" Tol was surprised while Dura began to move her ass back and forth; fucking his dick.
Fwap-fwap-fwap-fwap…
"Ahnn…mmmnh…you like it?" She purred.
"Bitch, I love it! Where had you been all this time? You are the perfect woman!"
PPAH! PPAH! PPAH!
Tol spanked the slut passionately and began to fuck her.
Fwap! Fwap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
"Ahh! Ahnn! Yes! That's it! Fuck me!" Dura enjoyed the sex and relished in the pleasure. Tol grabbed her huge buttocks and kneaded them while thrusting speedily. Each thrust made the Goddess' hips ripple and her body shook. Her big breasts jiggled lewdly against the anvil while she arched her back beautifully.
Plap-plap-plap-clap-plap!
"Ahh! Ahnn! Yes! Harder! Oh! Hammer me down! Turn me into your cocksleeve!" Dura was in full swing. Tol laughed and rewarded her with faster thrusts. He was liking this shameless cunt more and more.
Plap-plap-plap-plap-plap-plap!
"Ahh! Ahh! Ahhn! Ahhn!"
For several hours, the lustful couple indulged in hot sex; uncaring that anyone could walk in on them any minute as The Forge was always open. The pure lust dominated their minds and bodies as the continued to tangle together. Tol finally found a woman he could pound however he liked and she enjoyed it all. All the Goddesses he had forced into having sex hated him. They were dominated, blackmailed, and forcefully raped by him. This was the only one who actually moved in sync with him. Her body language revealed her thoughts as she genuinely was attracted to him. They continued to make love; abandoning their tasks.
***
Plap-plap-plap…
"Huff…huff…" Salim panted as he finally reached his limit. He was still climbed on top of Xelix and enjoying her thoroughly. The constant sexual pleasure was addicting and satisfying. The completely submissive Goddess cried, moaned and allowed him to use her nonstop for several days and nights.
"Damn it woman…" Salim exhaled in exhaustion and smiled, kissing Xelix' head. "You are good."
Salim had fucked numerous women. Even a Goddess before Xelix. If Divya was 10/10, then Xelix was only 4. Yet her complete submission and the fact that she had saved Salim's life, brought out a change in his heart. For the first time he considered keeping a woman and not casting her away. But that didn't mean he didn't intend to exploit her thoroughly.
"From now on; ditch your lower clothes as well. You only need a panty." Salim grinned as he turned the Goddess over and kissed her.
"Mwah…hannh…you're making a difficult request." Xelix blushed.
"Grant it." Salim groped and twisted her breasts crudely; making her gasp and fluster.
"So be it…" Xelix breathed and ran her hands through Salim's hairs before kissing him again.
***
Syuru was beautiful widow. She liked Corvidae and black cats. Black was obviously her favorite color. She was a beauty in her prime with plump buttocks, big dense breasts and a slim waist. All the things a priest desired and thus approached her for sex. He was turned down but turned violent. In a nation where his religious faction terrorized the people and forced conversions, he thought he had the upper hand and could get away with anything.
So he lunged at Syuru; ripped off her clothes and raped her brutally in the woods. At the end of it, Syuru was unrecognizable. Her lips had been chewed off; her right eye punched in and punctured. Her nipples were cut off by the priest to keep as trophies.
Syuru didn't die in the woods as the priest had thought. She appeared in her wretched grotesque condition in the town and demanded justice. The first justice that was serve was that she was arrested, whipped, and tied up naked in the town square for everyone to see. She was declared a witch and subjected to humiliation and further rape by the public for a full week. She was starved, thirsty and her wounds were infected beyond recovery.
The priest himself set her on fire and called it a purification of her evil soul. The people cheered and celebrated the victory of God's religion over the Satan's follower.
That very night the sky split asunder and the atmosphere peeled away as the planet lost all gravity. It rolled in the space; freezing within minutes and killing all life forms. The priest and all the religious people begged their God for mercy. Some even called it an act of Satan. But no matter what they thought of it, or how they howled or begged; none of them survived. The planet perished; and was pulled into the solar system's star and vaporized.
***
Syuru concocted the black syrup from the Nebula wisps synthesized in neutron fire. She poured it into a glass vial and let it cool down. Her face was smudged with tints of green or black. Her body smelled of medicine and her baggy black gown demanded to be changed. Her wavy messy black hairs came in curls around her face. She apparently hadn't rested for refreshed in several days.
Syuru carried the vial into another room of her cottage where upon a bed an aging man was lying. He had a thin tall body with broad shoulders and white hairs.
"Father; medicine." Syuru spoke and sat next to his bed. The man opened his eyes half way and shut them. He parted his chapped lips for Syuru to pour the medicine in his mouth. "I'll find a cure for you soon; I'm sure of it." Syuru said and left.
This old man was actually a God named Roy. Syuru's parent God who had extracted her soul upon her murder and then destroyed the whole humanity and the entire planet in rage for what had been done to the lone Godling he had raised. His avatar sent Syuru's soul to heaven where Roy counselled her out of the anguish about the wrongs done to her in her mortal life; and led her out of her phantom zone. They maintained the relationship like that of a father and daughter. Roy was a rare God with a conscience and he was strong in his character. Eventually Syuru began calling him father and he was happy for it.
Unfortunately, God Roy contracted a mysterious disease. This was unprecedented in heaven. Deities never suffered from any diseases. Their only ailments were battle wounds or accidental injuries. Roy on the other hand suffered from what Syuru coined the term 'Mortification'.
Roy was growing older at a slow pace. He was turning mortal. Within 2 centuries he visibly aged 40 years. Soon he lost his strength and became unable to walk around. He decided to purge his domain and let Syuru absorb it. Syuru nursed him in her domain ever since. According to Roy's guess, he would die in the next 5 decades. But Syuru wasn't giving up on his life. She experimented and concocted all sorts of medicine and methods to help Roy out of mortification. Her failure however; though she would not admit, was obvious.
With each passing year, Syuru grew desperate and felt helpless. Roy was the only real family she had had. She could not let him pass away, but she could find no light in the dark.
***
Syuru entered the guest meeting hall the walls of which were white and shadowless; removing the sense of depth. Anyone would feel like they were in a free white space. Syuru had decided to cleanse herself and change her clothing. It was a form-fitting plain black gown that accentuated her curves perfectly while the fabric was stretchable, making it comfortable to move around in. her slightly damp hairs formed beautiful curls and ringlets hanging down the sides of her face while the rest were clipped up behind her head. Her smooth shoulders could be seen, while a decent cleavage was also visible.
A couple was seated on a white sofa, awaiting her. The female stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Goddess Syuru. I'm thankful that you considered our case ahead of schedule." Xelix said excitedly. Syuru nodded sadly and glanced at the handsome man beside Xelix.
"You're welcome." Syuru said, still looking at Salim. "Consider him healed."
"Thank you!"
"Have you brought what I need?"
"Absolutely."
"Then let's get on with it." Syuru untied her hair and walked towards Salim. Her entirety began to glow in a bluish-white aura.