Goddess

The sound of running water reverberated through the clearing, the waterfall continuing it's gradual war against the rock, working on a scale so long that the scene was interpreted as calm and peaceful for the creatures who drank from its pool, though drinking was hardly the only thing happening this morning. Bathing in the crystal clear water stood a tall woman, golden skin alongside her dark purple hair, running down her back and already wet from the cascades above, the sun peeking through the canopy casting glimmering shines off her skin, enchanting those around her with an almost otherworldly beauty, the Goddess currently unaware of the traveler that would soon stumble upon her, her back turned as her large ass poked just above the water line

Hoofbeats came first, though hardly urgent ones. A traveler's horse making its way through the woods. Faint through the underbrush, it was almost hard to hear when they stopped... though the muted clank of armor against armor that followed them made it clear that the horse's rider had dismounted. And surely enough, a man began to push his way into the clearing, not noticing the divine beauty that bathed within it at first glance. He was a knight, that much was clear, and a traveling one. Dark hair to his shoulders matched the color of the armor that he wore, and blue eyes to match the stylized lightning-bolt glyph on his tabard. Clean-shaven, the pointed tips of his ears betraying at least a hint of elven ancestry.

And then he looked up, and his mouth fell open at the sight. A canteen slipped from his hands, and he fell to one reverent knee as he beheld the Goddess. He should have looked away, but he could not manage to tear his gaze from her alluring form.

The sound of approaching footsteps caught her attention, the animal currently moving through the undergrowth not one of nature but one of the mortals who tamed it, her gaze turning ever so slowly as she head the sound of clanking metal and cloth fall suddenly to the ground, a hand lowering to cover her niples and leaving only the deep caramel cleavage exposed, her gaze turning from confusion to one of a soft and slightly sultry smile as the gaint of a woman gazed at her newest Voyeur.

"Oh? A brave Knight out so far in the woods? What an honor, to what do I owe the pleasure brave adventurer?" She giggled, her voice ringing like soft bird song through his mind as the water continued to cascade above her, the natural shower making her golden skin gleam in the sunlight

"I... my... my Goddess, I...." The knight swallowed, eyes drawn inexorably to the curves of her waist, her covered breasts, her lips and eyes and face. A blush crept up his face, and yet - despite his intrusion, despite the impropriety, he could not bear to look away. "Forgive me. I was... I heard the water, and thought to bathe myself. I did not expect... that is, I hope... my presence does not cause y-your Ladyship offense."

"Offence?" She giggled again, her large chest moving with her laughter as she moved a hand to beckon him forwards. "By all means, this is a lovely place to bathe, I think this pool is more than big enough for the both of us, I don't mind a little company, it is so rare to get someone as strong or handsome as you out here after all~" She smiled, winking at him before turning around again, deciding not to stare at him as he undressed to preserve a little of his modesty before he got into the water. Not that he would be keeping that for much longer...

"Aaaaah...." The knight paused, eyes widening at the Goddess's words. There was a part of him that knew that he would best decline, but... it was becoming increasingly hard to hear, as he contemplated his options.

The first to go were the gauntlets, and as the metal and the heavy leather and padding underneath fell to the ground the knight busied himself with the unstrapping of his armor. Thankfully, it was a familiar task - the ever-enticing figure of the Goddess that his attention could never quite leave proved no obstacle to his gradual disrobing. And as he removed his swordbelt, and laid the ornate sable and blue scabbard carefully on the ground, he spoke once again. "My Goddess... I.... once I have cleaned myself here, I... must proceed on my quest. May... may I be so bold as to entreat you for a blessing? F-For victory, in your name?"

"Oh a blessing? My my, and what sort of boon could a humble Knight such as yourself ask from me?" She smiled, knowing all too well what effect her body would be having on a mortal the closer her got to her, her smooth, golden skin flawless to both sight and touch, almost enchanting as her ass swayed from side to side. She glanced over her shoulder, giving him a welcoming and adoring gaze as she beckoned him closer, into the lake. She would be having a little more fun than just a simple blessing, after all, a Goddess needed a bit of worship before she could bestow such a gift

"G-grace, my lady. And power. I have... some talent for the a-arcane, after all..." The knight's mouth was dry as pieces of armor continued to rain to the ground around him, his hands speeding up their work as the Goddess's words suffused his being and her gaze tugged at his soul. In some final remembered twist of modesty he paused for a moment in his underclothes before removing those as well. They needed a wash, he reasoned to himself. Surely the Goddess would understand that. Though as he began to walk towards her, sinking into the water as he went, just justifications did not long endure.

"Oh, Talent for the Arcane? Why don't you tell me all about that and your quest while you relax? I'm sure we can help wash each other while we are here no?" She smiled, moving from her standing position to sit down into the water, her form almost double the size of the strong knight and causing her to lower herself down to him, the sitting position puttin her head at roughly his hieght as her large breasts bobbed just above the water, her nipples covered as she beckoned him forwards, bringing him down onto one of her golden thighs and beggining to scrub his back slowly, a sponge seeming to appear out of thin air as she worked her large hands over his muscled and toned skin  "So what quest are you heading out on Sir....?"

"Sorethian. Sir Sorethian Velaistys." *The knight swallowed again. It took effort to speak clearly here in the presence of the Goddess, even as he found all his stammered objections slipping steadily away. "Soreth, for short. I'm... there's a necromancer. I fought him three days ago, when he attacked a shrine. Of.... yours, my Lady. I do believe. His lair is this way, but... a few days more." As he finished his story, Soreth brought one hand to alight on the goddess's thigh, and almost without thought his began to run his fingers along her golden skin.
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She didn't stop his action, but instead encouraged it as she let out a low purr of satisfaction, her hands that were rubbing his back moving to massage his shoulders as she leaned in behind him, hot breath along his skin as she kissed it gently "Oh? Such a noble cause indeed, I couldn't let my cute like Sorey head off to fight a nasty Necromancer alone could I? You need to rejuvinate your strength first.." She smiled, kissing his back again before pulling his body inbetween her breasts, her large mounds acting as soft cushions as she waited for him to continue. "And does Sorey have some powerful magic already to fight him?"

Soreth nodded as the Goddess pulled him between her breasts, leaning into her body with a deep breath of relaxation and anticipation. Reality, it seemed, had left the battlemage behind at the edge of the clearing, as had some measure of reason and conscious thought. "I'm a battlemage. Storm magic, mostly, it... runs in the family. A trace of.... holy power in it to, my Goddess. To banish evil. For a moment, Soreth's hands wavered in indecision. But not for long. One reached down to stroke her waist, her hips, her thighs. The other rose up alongside his head, and fingertips danced across the edge of her divine breasts, almost in disbelief of what they felt.

"A storm mage? How powerful! I too possess a little magic, the magic to help those fulfill their desires, most of the time it often activates without me even realising... many mortals have unwittingly lost their mind by staring at my divine body for too long... reduced to nothing more than horny drooling thralls..." She giggled, massaging his body as her hands moved down along his thighs, her dexterous digts suddenly brushing against his crotch before pausing a moment. "But someone like you has such a strong will right? I'm sure you would love to turn around and see me fully? It could even be your boon for such a great and noble quest~"

Was there even a question? Soreth drew in a sharp breath as the Goddess's fingers brushed past his hardness, and couldn't help but agree with that divine suggestion. "I would be honored to accept this boon, my Goddess. I can withstand it, I promise you." With a breath to gather strength and will, he pushed himself off the Goddess's lap, turning through the water as he did so to better behold the overwhelming beauty of her full form.

She smiled as he turned around, her large chest pushed up as she sat there in the water, lounging back slightly as she brushed her long hair over her shoulder, making sure he got a good look at the enterity of her golden form, her legs parting slowly to reveal the damp slit between her legs, the water suddenly crystal clear to reveal all. A normal mortal would be left drooling at such a sight, her body well proportions and busty even if she was normal sized, but the increase in scale making her even larger than that, the Goddess giggling playfull as she struck an erotic pose, arching her back slightly as she put her hands behind her head, pushing her hair up in the process. "Like what you see my strong Knight? Why don't you come and collect your boon?"

"My goddess... I... you..." Soreth froze a moment, the erotic beauty of the Goddess imprinting itself on his mind, mouth hanging open at the sight as he struggled to process it. A moment became two, then five... and then within the knight, a level of sanity won out. "As you command." His eyes swam between her face, her breasts, her hips and the treasure between her legs, and through it all Soreth approached the Goddess. Hands found her thighs, trailing up the inside then across to the outside and her hips. With a forward lean, kisses found her stomach and reached up to her divine chest itself.

"That's right, it's so tiring being a big strong Knight all the time right? Just relax and give in, you are not a Knight for the moment, just a horny man... one that has the permission to enjoy pure beauty itself, let go and just become that horny animal I know all you mortals are deep down~" She grinned, pressing his face firmly against one of her fat tits, the nipple hardening to his touch as her legs wrapped and pressed him against her body, the strong silky thighs rubbing against his skin as her hands stroked his hair affectionately, feeling his arousal wash over her from here

Soreth moaned approval into the Goddess's tits as he kissed and sucked and licked at them, hands now holding firmly onto her hips as he let her legs close around him and draw him forward. The first blind thrust of his hips forward missed its mark, cock sliding up across her wet folds, rubbing across the sensitive skin. The second, however, did not, and Soreth groaned his approval as he eagerly pushed forward into the Goddess's impossibly inviting cunt.

"Mhmm, that's right my horny little boy, show me what the strength of a Knight is like with his Sword~" She moaned, her sex clamping and wrapping its velvety folds around his thick shaft, the size difference clearly meaning nothing at this moment as her snatch remained as tight as ever, pleasuring his man meat with each movement as she kept him pressed into her fat tits, kissing his forehead as she trembled slightly with the increasing pleasure of his devoted actions

Hands moved back from the Goddess's hips to grasp and knead her pillowy ass as Soreth thrust again and again, harder and deeper and faster into her clenching pussy. Impossibly tight and warm and wet it was, true, but just as the knight fucked his goddess so to did her magic pour into him, empowering his stamina and perfecting his actions. Soft sparks played across his fingertips as he held her close, just a tiny pleasurable tingle to punctuate the overpowering sensation of their sex.

The moment of pure bliss as the Knight gave over to his carnal instincts was always the one that brought her the most pleasure, his thrusts becoming more and more intense as she moaned erotically, pulling his mouth up to meet her own as she kissed him deeply, pressing his tongue down before breathing some of her divine power into him, becoming faster and stronger than before which carried over instantly into their passionate love making, her hands pulling him in tightly as her legs assisted in his thrusts, his cock slamming deep inside of her clenching sex as the sparks of their love making jolted through the clearing, the pair of them too lost and indulged in their carnal act to even notice

Soreth moaned into the Goddess's mouth as he thrust into her harder than ever before, sparks playing across their union as their hips ground together with each thrust in perfect rhythm. He pulled her forward just as she pulled him, knuckles white has he sought some measure of control over her bucking hips. The pleasure was mounting, now, building to a dangerous level as he pounded into her against and again and again. Words bubbled to the front of his mind as the specter of climax approached, but they were lost between groans of pleasure and ragged breaths and his kisses full of wild abandon.

"Mhmm, so close now... fuck, give it all to me my tough little Knight! Ahhh... I want your hot seed inside of me~" She moaned, spanking his ass suddenly as she trapped him tight inside of her, her own climax approaching as her divine snatch clamped and squeezed around his cock, milking the horny Knight as she kissed him deeply, trapping his lips against her own, breathing her blessing inside of her as she came, giving him permission to do the same as her back arched in pleasure

The very force of the Goddess's orgasm was enough to drive Soreth into his own, to say nothing of her words and her kisses and her spasming cunt. With a roar of affirmation, the knight thrust forward with all his strength, shooting his cum deep inside of her, repeating the process once and twice and thrice as the mutual pleasure overcame him. Time and space seemed to freeze in that moment as he spent every drop of his seed within his divine lover.

As the two bathed in pleasure, the Goddess's arms wrapped tightly around her devoted follower, laying back against the side of the pool as she rested him against the soft pillow of her chest, catching her own breath as her did his own, cum spilling out into the pool around them and cleaning their sweaty, sex-filled bodies clean after their passionate act. "Good boy, now you recieve my boon, their is no way the Necromancer can stop you~" She giggled, giving him some tim to recover as she held him in her arms

It was a minute, or more, before Soreth caught his breath and some measure of sense returned to him. For the time being, a gentle kiss to her bosom was all that the knight could muster in the overwhelming bliss of the afterglow.. "My Goddess. Thank you for this blessing. Victory awaits me now, in your name."

"Mhmm, go forth night, I'm sure you will do well in battle..." She paused for a moment, grinning as she leaned down to take a branch from the side of the river, bending it into a ring as it magically transformed before his eyes, the thing glowing brightly with her power before she handed it over to the Knight. "If his magic gives you trouble, all you must do it slip this ring on his finger, you'll find he'll be much less... troublesome... after it activates..." She laughed, lifting him up and placing him on the side of the pond, smiling before turning around, giving him one last look of her divine ass before fading through the waterfall, disapearing magically into the beyond~

Soreth spared a quick glance at the ring... and a much larger one at the Goddess's impossible form as she disappeared. And then, as she faded away, he blinked once, twice - a part of him coming to his senses since the first time he entered the clearing and beheld her. Had that... actually happened? Himself... and the Goddess? The ring still rested in his hand, and his clothes and armor strewn across the shore were mysteriously clean, so... well, suffice to say, this would require some deal of theological contemplation. Later. He had a promised victory to deliver... and more immediately, clothes to put on.