Twin-Tail's Whoreship

12:08 AM - Jannica Nekomata: The Nekomata were a tribe known for their magical properties of illusion and combining that with martial arts, making them a small but proud tribe who could handle most any attack. They never sought to better their life, instead keeping to themselves in a small forest not far from the main Shrine of Danalia, to whom the felines paid homage to. What truly drew attention to the tribe, however, was the fact that males were outnumbered 10:1, the high amount of females making the proud feline folk an ideal target for slavers. While they had little trouble outsmarting invaders for many years, lately many slavers had begun using strange magics that cancelled out the Nekomata's specialty of illusions. in a little over a month, half of their number had been enslaved, while the rest were left cowering in the depths of the forest. Unable to take it anymore, the leader of the tribe, Jannica, had gone to Danalia's temple to ask their Goddess for aid. It was for this reason she knelt on the floor of the temple, naked save for the tribal mask which marked her as leader and praying before the statue erected of the elven Goddess' form. Not a stitch of cloth was found on her tan-furred body, the white tips of her tails and chest standing out greatly in the dim lighting of the temple.

 

12:22 AM - Danalia the Elf: The nekomata prayed there for hours in silence - she could practically hear, miles away her own kind likely being found, dragged away and turned into little more than rape fodder. These thoughts constantly crossing her mind as she muttered out prayers to the Elven Diety, getting raunchier and lewder every repeat. At the start, simply dragged. Later - clothing torn, screeches and cries of mercy. What seemed like an eternity later? Lewd rutting, her best friends getting fucked into the ground begging for spunk to be pumped into them like the worthless fuck pigs they were. Like she was. The statue they had erected old and crumbling - none of her kind had seen their Goddess in quite some time, but the rustling of the leaves. The snapping of branches - notified Jannica of something's arrival... and before her suddenly stood a towering Elf, that made the statue that was 'meant to be lifesized' become little more than a dwarf, seemmingly three... no, five feet shorter than the blue-haired behemoth of an elf. Her head practically scrapped at the canopy of the low trees that dotted around the shrine, her glistening body covered in a layer of sweat that looked like she could be drowned in if stuffed between her mamoth sized mammeries, simply resting on her chest obscenely with pink, hard nipples stabbing out. What truly grabbed the Nekomata's attention, however.. Was the monstrous cock that hung between the elf's knees. That even with how 'clean' the elf looked - her cock was absolutely filthy, covered in what looked like days old dick-slime, and what most certainly was -weeks- of built up smegma, built up in her foreskin. It was a revolting sight - the foreskin bulging so much from the packed in dick cheese, that the outline of the ridge wasn't even visible for hte titanic thing. It was mere inches away from dragging across the ground - her fat testicles hanging lowly against her thighs, each bigger than the poor cat-slut's head. The entirety of her genetalia laced with veins, criss-crossed with them. Clearly each one wider and thicker than the poor cat-slut's fingers. "My.. Those are some.. interesting prayers~." The Elven Goddess said playfully. "Oh please fuck my cat-cunt harder~!" The voice reverberating with one bashing inside of Jannica's skull - the image of one of her own kind being treated like breeding stock, crosisng her mind once more. "Speak.... Oh.. What are you? Who are you? Twin-tail's, I suppose~."  She was practically absent minded at this point. "Speak~. Tell your Goddess, why you're here. Offering your.. pathetic body to me~."

 

12:32 AM - Jannica Nekomata: Jannica shivered, never before having even imagined she would see a God in the flesh! Being devout, she would never judge her Goddess for her appearance, though she could clearly smell the rancid stench of ancient dick cheese even from within the temple itself. Prostrating herself before Danalia, the twin-tailed feline swallowed before screwing up her courage to answer. She was asked a question, after all. "Oh Goddess of the Forest, I am Jannica, leader of your humble people the Nekomata! Long have we sung your praises and worshipped your name! My people are currently being hunted by slavers who use strange magicks to counteract our illusions! Even though we fight back with our all, half of our number has already been taken! Please, my Goddess.. please save my people! I offer everything that I am to you in return, my entire lifetime dedicated to you and you alone if you can save my sisters and brothers! It is a paltry payment, but if I could do anything to save them, I shall!" The feline was crying close to the end, tears streaming down her mask as she cried out her heartfelt plea. Even though she was the Leader, even though she was the strongest of her people, she couldn;t fight against these slavers. All she could do was pray that her offering was enough for the Goddess to help them.

 

12:37 AM - Danalia the Elf: The Elf didn't respond,s imply striding across the room - around the room, rather. She paid the nekomata no heed. Picking up random trinkets, knickknacks left to her by her worshippers - tossing them to the floor. Breaking them. Shattering them in such a fluid, that it seemed completely unintentionally. A 'tch' crossing the Elf's lips after each and every one, before she finally dragged her eyes back to the teared up cat-slut. "Nekomata? Nekomata.... Oh! I remember your kind now. You're the mutants of a cat accidentally eating my rancid spunk~!" The Goddess was shaping up to be far less 'divine' than Jannica had anticipated. "Mm.. You know, your entire race exists because I wanked out all over the forest floor thousands of years ago, right~?" Another faint giggle crossing her lips. "Twin-tailed Mutant.. I suppose I'll take you up on that offer. I can't let my jizz-spawn be stolen away, now can I? But first..." The Elf was suddenly very close to her kneeling form, looking down at her with a demented glint in her ruby red eyes. Her cock inches away from her skull, the filth and stench blasting her full in the nostrils now - practically shutting down her brain as it desperately attempted to catch up. "Payment. Now~."

 

12:41 AM - Jannica Nekomata: Jannica shuddered, feeling that rancid spunk going into her hair as she tried to process what teh Goddess was saying. Her people were a... mistake? And all of those offerings her people and others had made over the years, many of them likely able to provide for her village for generations if sold properly... crushed with distaste? This was the benevolent Goddess she had prayed to for her entire life? Whatever the case, the Goddess had somehow agreed to save her people. Her confusion aside, she sweallowed and looked up, right into that rancid shaft and nodded. "Y.. Yes, my Goddess! I am yours to do with as you please! Please, instruct this naiive servant on how she may properly serve you."

 

12:47 AM - Danalia the Elf: The nekomata's jaw was suddenly met with a brutal knee. Blood filling her mouth for a few brief seconds - before it suddenly healed. The pain, the fragments of teeth suddenly gone - it nothing more than a distant memory that was there just as quickly as it came.  "What did you just offer to me? Your servitude? Your devotion? I have both of those already. No. You offered me your body, mutant." She said scathingly down to the knocked down cat-whore. Her hands falling amongst the pieces of priceless trinkets and artifacts - little more than undiscernable rubble amongst beads and feathers. "What does your kind do with each other's bodies~? What does your kind do with.. this?" She shad laying a hand across the immense fuck meat. Her five spread fingers incapable of even fulling surrounded -half- of the shaft. "Certainly you know.. Or do you mutants just self-replicate~? It wouldn't surpise me. It has happened before..."

 

12:52 AM - Jannica Nekomata: Jannica shudders and blushes fiercely, working her jaw even though the wound was healed. Shivering, she swallows, before bowing her head once more. "I apologize, my Goddess. Due to my role as Leader, I had little time to take a mate so I am.. untested. Please, forgive my ignorance! While I understand that I am supposed to take your magnifiscence into my unworthy body, I have never done the like before! I.. I asked for guidance because I did not want to sully your divine form with my untested flesh!" This was it, she mentally cried. Because of her incompetence, she had angered her Goddess... how could she face her tribe now? "P... please Divinity... if.. if my fumbling self can be allowed.... I will gladly do any act in an attempt to please you."

 

1:00 AM - Danalia the Elf "Oh, I apologize Twin-tailed Mutant. I didn't realize I stammered out my command. Am I not your fucking Goddess? Am I not the one your entire kind relentlessly prays to while they get raped and pummel fucked like worthless animals made to be bred?" Her words were biting now, seeming to have a personal sting to them. "I told you what I want, should I be picking you up by your dainty little waist, and removing the option of obediently getting up off your fucking ass and bending over like a dog?" A lowly growl came from her lips, gutteral almost. "Fucking retarded scum. I offer to save your pathetic kind, and all you can do is fumble through the basics, that you can't even present your untested hole to me without stammering and muttering about trivial nonsense. I can heal it back, or did you not realize I just shattered your jaw? Did you think that was a little dream, as you keep opening it up back and forth?" Her Goddess was furious now, berating and belittling her in tone as well as voice. "I said I will take your body. Present it. Now."

 

1:06 AM - Jannica Nekomata: Paling in fear, she took the only position that she could think of to do as her Goddess bids. "Yes, Divinity!" Head down, ass up, tails high and her ass and cunt presented for her Goddess. It was demeaning, and she feared it would upset her Goddess further... but it was the only position that she could think of due the the large variety of animals in the forest. She was presenting herself as a bitch in heat. Shivering, she clenched her eyes shut, hoping it would be enough... She did not even care that her Goddess could heal whatever injuries may come, only that it would be enough to satisfy her Goddess as 'payment' to save what was left of her tribe.  For fear that even this was not enough to present herself, she spread her knees wide and, reaching behind herself, spread her ass and pussy apart, her pink, untouched pussy lips barely spreading open very far.

 

1:12 AM - Danalia the Elf: The nekomata immediately felt the wide palms of the Elf pinning her shoulderblades underneath her. Her fat teats crushed against their combined weight against the forest floor. It hurt, but something sparked in Jannica's mind with the sudden realization - that she had done something right. That her fat ass, and spreading of her pink little cunt had enticed her Goddess. Her tribe was going to be saved.. Or at the very least, once payment was made.  And payment was very shortly about to be taken, as the turgid Elf dick smacked between her fat ass-cheeks, spreading the meat wide apart as the elf dragged her cock backwards. The smegma laden thing filthly coating her lower half - the entire thing went up her spine to right between Danalia's hands - in nothing but sweat, slimy and rancid it coated her form. Her fur felt some matted and heavy on her back, as the stench soaked into it. The elf Pulilng her hips backwards un til finally it slid between her meaty ass - the smegma coated head stabbing directly into her wet little cunt.. It was an impossible fit. It wasn't going to work, no matter which way you cut it - and then the Elf thrust. Mindmelting pain assaulting the nekomata in microseconds, as her cunt was stretched to the maximum capacity. What once was a tigh tlitlt ehole, hymen in tact - was the sleeve of a Goddess. Was lined with dick-cheese from the sheer tightness of her hole, literally dragging her foreksin back and exposing the rancid filth to the air - and directly into the walls of her cunt. Her womb was bottomed out. She could physically feel her organs moving aside to make room for the monstosity that barreled up her breeding shaft - and directly into her womb. Her cervix? Didn't exist anymore. The muscles brutally slammed through with a battering ram of a cock. Her poor little womb, scrapped inside and filled to capacity. Stabbed into and stretched - she could feel up to her ribcage, filled with nothing more than her Divinity's immense fuck pole. Whatever she had heard about breeding, how it hurt, how it felt good, how it was easy - were all turning out to be very, very false. It didn't hurt. It made her want to scream. It didn't feel good - it was melting her mind in bliss. It wasn't easy - her body was being made to fit this massive cock, to become it's mold. It's dick sleeve, as the Elf suddenly stopped. .Hilted inside her.. And waited. Her divine magics doing their work on the wrecked and ruined cunt below her.

 

1:27 AM - Jannica Nekomata: Jannica wasn't sure what to xpect when she offered herself to the Goddess. Sex? Maybe. Becoming a plaything to a divine being was the least she could do for her people. This? This was only the initial thrust, and had she any mental faculties left after that, she would wonder if it was all inside or if there was somehow more. She was no stranger to pain, being Leader was something that was hardwon in a tournament of the Nekomata's fiercest warriors. But this? Her mind nearly broke completely from the sheer sensation. The sensation of being impaled so thoroughly, her innards making way, her body no doubt only being held together by the grace of the Goddess. Her body held onto that filthy divine pillar as she swas skewered, clinging to it in nigh futility, since it was not out of pleasure, but from being too damn small for the cock. And yet, her body screamed in pleasure beyond comprehension, a sensation she was NOT used to. The Goddess' influence, no doubt, but it was as if her entire body had become one giant erogenous zone and she was locked at the cusp of a powerful orgasm. Jannica's eyes rolled into the back of her head, her mouth parted in  silent scream as her claws dig so deeply into the earth she would be hard pressed to dig them out again. Thus, Jannica had lost all sense of self, had forgotten why she was there... her every being was focused, instead, on the massive length piercing her.

 

1:36 AM - Danalia the Elf: The Goddess dragged her hips backwards slowly - letting the cunt juices drip off in long strands down into the dirt - slowly making it into mud. She felt so fucking empty without the majority of the shaft inside, the tip of Danalia's cock simply.. spreading her worthless fuckhole apart to nearly the thickness, of her own fucking leg. It was almost like she was giving birth, with her cunt being scrapped out, excavated in such a manner. It felt so fucking right though, when the Elf slammed her hips right back down - her nuts smashing into the Twin-tail's furry thighs. The force of the pound quite ltierally slamming Jannica's body an inch into the ground. What must have been hundreds of pounds of force, what should have splintered her bones and killed herr - just sent an divine wave of pleasure across her form.  This was what her Goddess wanted. Her womb. Her cunt. Her fuck hole. Her entire goddamn body - wrapped around her filthy, unwashed shaft. The second thrust, did not wait however. The second thrust - immediately pulled back, raking out her insides as they outright refused to close back up now that her shaft was gone - her body seemingly knowing, that she had started. That there was no point in attempting to clench down, or heal itself. No. This hole, was going to be Danalia's holstier for Dick, and every single mind-melting, shattering pound into her form, that sunk it so deep into the dirt her lips were pressed into the fucknig floor? Made it feel so fucking right. "You might have more than one use in you yet, Twin-tail's..." The Elf said listlessly behind her, far more focused on her animalistic, consistent pounds - more akin to jackhammer slamming into her cunt again and again, than a dick piledriving into her. She felt herself deflate, and reinflate with every microsecond long thrust. It was undeniable - this was bliss.

 

1:43 AM - Jannica Nekomata: Jannica didn;t even realize she was being pounded into the ground. All she could feel was overwhelming despair everytime Danalia pulled out, and sheer, unbridled rapture everytime she thrust back in. Her broken mind only understood one thing.. to be filled is bliss. She couldn't clench, even if she wanted to, but every time that cock filled her completely, those foul nuts slapping her clit and body with every thrust, her broken mind could only hope that it never left. She wasn't a Nekomata... she wasn;t a beast. She was a cocksleeve. A couple more thrusts and she could barely rmember her name. A few more thrusts, and she could barely remember ever doing anything aside from taking the Goddess' cock. The transformation was as quick as it was freeing, her entire form shivering as she tried to meet those microsecond long powerful thrusts, tried to push back against them to take it all. Had she remembered to speak, she might have even begged for it.. but all that escaped from her lips were half-choked cries of pleasure and barely formed syllables that may have been words, a long time ago.

 

1:57 AM - Danalia the Elf: The elf seemed to pound for hours - days into the cock-socket that once had a name. Not that Danalia ever bothered to listen to it - now? She was just a hole for her filth-ridden and smelly cock. Now? She was the hole to get off into. The Elf's sweat flecking off of her with each pound, raining down upon the Nekomata's fur. Layering her body in the dirty Goddess's stench. It was practically a blessing from on high, to have her body covered in such a wonderous odor. The Elf's moans and shivers of pleasure growing as the time ticked by, one moment it would be sunny outside - the next, night would have fallen, and yet another look would be yet another day. It all melting into one immobile mass of flesh against flesh, cock wrapped in womb, Goddess - Fucking Ruining the body of a mortal. It was nothing, however to what was to come. What was coming - as the Elf herself hilted herself, as her thrusts became erratic and off tilt, the Nekomata's ass lifted up off her knees in the finale - resting solely on her slutudders, as her stomach suddenly expanded three fold - white hot burning filling her mind as she was blasted with her Goddess's nut butter. The Elf's feet scrapping against the ground, as she made certain every foot of her cock stayed hilted inside her meat-fuck puppet as wave, after wave. Gallon, after gallon of rancid spunk gushed its way into her. For the Goddess of the Forest, her virilty was immense. What was left of Jannica's mind, teemed with the billions of swimmers burrowing against her womb, finding eggs - any eggs and fertilizing them. Filling her fillopian tubes to her ovaries, waiting at the gates for more to pumped out. There was little she knew for certain anymore - as her breast swelled immensely underneath her, lifting her slightly out of the crater that was in the shape of her body. As she already felt milk gushing out of her teats. But what she did know? Was that nothing else mattered. That her existence now - was for one sole, divine being. Danalia, her Goddess. Her breeder.

 

2:04 AM - Jannica Nekomata: Feeling that near molten heat filling her seemed to bring the breeding pig formally known as Jannicato an unimaginable orgasm, her entire body clamping and milking that spurting shaft, her entire form dedicated to ensuring not a single drop of that divine seed leaked from her receptive womb. And speaking of receptive, whether a quirk of her race's creation or an act of her Goddess, her ovaries began to release a slurry of eggs, meeting those waiting sperm and giving them multiple targets to gangbang into new life. her new tits swelled amazingly, teeming with nutrient rich milk for the new generation building within her, even as her womb and belly expanded to accept every last drop of seed.  The sheer look of exstacy on her face was a reflection of one who had achieved Nirvana, one who had realized her place in the world and had achieved absolute bliss. Sher could barely work her lips.. but if she could recall words, she would not just be thanking Danalia, her Goddess, ofr this gift.. she would be singing her praises for all to hear. Though she felt she had forgotten something of great importance... but what could be more important than servicing her Goddess..?