ushernet Chapter 520: Seven Deadly Sins (3)
Chapter 520: Seven Deadly Sins (3)
Chapter 520: Seven Deadly Sins (3)
"Who would have thought..."
Biting my neck, Moriartra continued to pump her sperm into my womb as her ejaculation continued, the Goddess of Murder more than capable of conversing like normal even as she reached the heights of blissful pleasure inside me, the Goddess of Prostitution and Hedonism.
"Who would have thought that I would actually have myself a cozy little family? What started as a small break from my life to spend some nights with a Goddess like yourself whimpering below me has now spiraled into... this."
We both watched as Rosencrata snarled victoriously, her expression warped into one of dominant anger as she struck her sister to prove a point, though Lilitia just moaned loudly as she was impregnated all over again, while Helentia gloated as she hugged Rosencrata from behind, convincing her sister that she needed to rape Lilitia and put her in her place.
"I've had children before, don't get me wrong, but... I have never felt more than a mild intrigue in regards to them. These ones though... besides finding Helentia amusing to rape, finding Lilitia to be sometimes even tighter and wetter than you, and enjoying the way Lazita just lays there and takes it like a good little bitch... I actually enjoy them, surprisingly enough."
Running her taloned hands over my body, Moriartra pursed her lips and tweaked my nipple, idly observing the jet of milk that shot out and ignoring my pained moan as she used her other hand to roughly grope my boob, only to whisper "I feel irritated."
Confusion filled me at that moment, uncertain of what she meant by it, but the Goddess of Murder made it abundantly clear as she pushed me down and slammed my head into the ground, ignoring that pained gasp as well as she hissed "I hate that this feeling is swelling within my breast. Why now, of all times? Is there nothing happening in the world to attract my attention? Why should I give a rats ass about these four incompetent, useless, idiotic lumps of flesh? Why do I want them nearby? What the hells did you do to me, Freyishtra?! What did you do you bitch?!"
Pain coursed through my body as she slammed my head into the ground once more, and I whited out for a brief moment as she continued to pound my pussy with that fat cock of hers even then, barely able to withstand the pain despite being a Goddess myself; no one treated me like this before, even the ones who wanted to use me as nothing more than a tight hole to extract their semen.
"Tell me! Why am I feeling this now?! Do others feel this way with you?! Do those imbeciles that you are hiding away from feel this way about the offspring you beget them?!"
Grabbing my ass and pressing me against the floor, Moriartra snarled at Rosencrata when she drew near, startling the Goddess of Wrath and causing her to watch us from afar, observing her Dama with narrowed eyes and dragging Helentia down to service her as she did so, startling the Goddess of Pride.
Her snarl deepened as she bloated my womb with her seed, the never ending torrent of sperm inflating me somewhat as her emotions and her lust was seeped inside my body, giving life to a new Goddess.
She... wasn't the only one feeling envious at this moment; having this powerful, amazing, bloodthirsty Goddess raping me like some breeding hole meant only for her made me wonder what those mortals that caught her eye felt like.
What anguish and frights did they go through during their time beneath Moriartra?
What pleasures did they feel as this Goddess inseminated them the 'normal', mortal way?
To carry her baby for months on end, knowing that it was hers and that it was forced inside of you... it wasn't a first time for me to be forcefully impregnated, but...
As she choked me, as she raped me, as she beat me and used me, I wanted to be mortal for just a year so that I could experience that bliss; knowing that this Goddess had taken me and forced me onto a terrible path...
I was envious, as was Moriartra for the gifts that I had given dozens, if not hundreds of Goddesses over the last century; we were envious of one another, and that envy formed inside my womb, waiting to be born.
But for now... her Dama was refusing to pull out, and her Mama... well, her Mama was content to let her Dama use her for another long while, before welcoming the cocks of her sisters too.
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Back from vacation, going to get back into the groove again soon~!
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