Amazon Angel stuff

>>31407793
>Only somewhat good mage dies
>Ends up in celestia, restored to his youthful, but effeminate form
>Wonders out loud what he did to get sent here
>A group of massive, amazonian angels approach him and tell him that he's here not so much as a reward for him, but as a reward for them
>He finds out very quickly that you can still get broken pelvises in celesia, it just doesn't hurt

>>31408383
>death-by-snoo-snoo
Silly Anon, you can't die if your already dead, especially as a soul in celestia.

But souls can be reshaped. And these girls are some of the best soul shapers in all of heaven, using their massive, perfect thighs pound and grind away at mortal souls, slowly striping away metaphysical impurities and compressing whats left down tighter and tighter, smaller and smaller until all that remains of the soul is a perfect smooth gem in the shape of a rod with rounded ends, just the perfect size and shape for making these angelic amazons sing. Of course, sometimes as they lie back, coming down from the bliss of seventh heaven, they realize they've lost their grip on the little soul and now it's lost up in their holiest of holies. Some do work their way out but for most the utter purity cleans away whats left of the soul and it becomes apart of the angel herself. Don't worry for the poor muscular beauty, the soul shapers will always make sure there is enough reformed souls to keep them in eternal bliss.

>>31408323
>>31409081
>>31410575
>You will never die and have your soul pounded into a dildo by a soul shapers glorious thighs and gifted to a heavenly amazon
>She will never regard you as her good luck charm, having received a major promotion just after getting you
>Part of her duties will never be as one of the contestants for the heaven vs. hell annual wrestling tournament
>She will never use you for stress relief between matches, leaving you in during them
>She will never go all the way to the finals, fighting the champion of hell, a hulking amazon almost as big as your angel is
>You will never slip out during the fight as the two are grappling adding a new way for the fighters to force their opponent to submit
>You will never spend hours between their sweaty bodies, being forced in and out of orifices before the victor finally defeats her opponent, proudly taking both you and the victory belt as a prize.
>The winner will never tuck you inside her as she slowly saunters out of the arena where your beloved angel lies broken and defeated
>You will never see her again, imprisoned as you are in the deep, dark hole between the she-devil's sinful ass cheeks, the filth of the unclean and the stench of evil your only companions as you are pulled deeper into her
>It will never seem like an eternity in that hellish pit as her body taints and dissolves your soul, permanently infusing her with the luck your angel once enjoyed

>>31415340
>Your beloved angel will never seek out and challenge the demoness that took you from her for a rematch
>The she-demon will never turn and smack her rock hard, red ass as she proudly proclaims your soul is too far lost in the bowels of her hell to ever be recovered
>Your angel will never declare that she will beat you out of her if she has to
>She will never be resoundingly proven wrong as what was once an even match gets turned into a one sided beat down due to the boost of luck your captor now has
>The she-devil will never stand over your angel's broken form once again and smirk as she lowers her cheeks to your angels perfect, radiant face as she tells her that if she wants you so much then dig in there and get you
>Your angel will never find herself pinned to the ground, the demoness's thick, powerful legs squeezing the life out of her, her face pushed deep between the she-devils cheeks as she uses her tongue to desperately search that foul, black pit in the vain hope she may save your soul
>It will never prove too much for your angel, the pressure, the pain, the sheer evil radiating out of that pit, as she drifts off into unconsciousness
>She will never awaken to a rhythmic pounding, her first sight the iron hard abs of her conqueror just before they impact her again
>She will never lie there for a moment confused until she realizes she's on one of hell's soul reshaping beds and has already down to and eight of her size
>Your angel will never try to scream out only to find her mouth has already been shaped away as the red giantess above her gleefully tells her how you were long gone by the time she came to rescue you
>The demoness will never continue on, ecstatically describing how she felt your terror and disgust as your soul was dissolved and added to her perfect ass
>The she-demon will never spread her red cheeks as she slowly inserts your angel to the same pit you suffered in, basking in your angels sadness as she realizes there is no hope