Rennia was panting heavily. If she told someone back home she'd been fucked a fae, would they even believe her? If they did, in Kibblestadt, they'd have strung rope around her neck, tightened the noose, and sent her to read a sermon. But here she was, groping Gossamer's cute little ass, caressing the faerie's impossibly smooth skin in her "natural form"—probably the smoothest thing she'd ever felt.
The fae, now human-skinned, blushed at her from behind. She turned her head over. "The court never lets me do fun things like this," she complained as Rennia held her. "You should take charge, take the lead. Fuck me like I'm just some human slut, desperate for cock."
That was certainly quite the request. But Rennia had done weirder things—like right now. She brought her cock forward and slowly started grinding her shaft against Gossamer's dripping folds, slow and teasing her.
Rennia did something she wasn't used to doing with strangers: she brought her face forward next to the blushing Gossamer's and parted her lips, then kissed the fae on the mouth, her tongue exploring inside. She didn't taste human at all—she tasted like sweet earth and spring fruits, with a splash of raw magic.
Which is to say, fucking weird.
What the fuck was she doing, honestly? She pulled back, saliva dripping down her tongue. Gossamer stared wordlessly, taken aback, her eyebrows drooped and she looked lowered. While she did not speak, Rennia realized she may have done something the fae wasn't used to—but if a kiss had bothered her, why would straddling her cock not be an issue? Somehow the kiss had been more intimate, than her grinding penis.
Fine then.
Rennia spun Gossamer around, suddenly yet gently overturning her wings. Then she pushed her down on the ground, making Gossamer gasp. Reaching toward her legs, she positioned her tip near the fae's slick entrance, and Gossamer—being as deranged as she was—giggled to herself. Rennia teased it first, testing, rubbing her cock over Gossamer's clit but refusing to let it in yet. She was pretty sure she was going to have to stretch Gossamer a bit.
"Come on, Seedbearer!" Gossamer taunted. "Shove your divine cock inside of me!"
Rennia laughed to herself, then pressed her mouth against the fae's ears."You really want it that bad!?"
"Stick it in already!" Gossamer's nails dug into the ground, her voice sharp and begging. "I've been waiting for this too damn long! Fuck me like you said you would, or I might just get really bored~"
Rennia stuck her cock inside Gossamer's pussy and started thrusting. The faerie's eyes twitched and she scrunched her face, biting her fingers. Rennia was in a trance state—there was only the beautiful fae in front of her, nothing else.
She snapped her hips forward, trying to thrust deeper and harder. Gossamer was tight, extremely so. Tight enough that it constricted but made thrusting that much better. Rennia put her hands on the stone-hard ground as she fucked the fae into submission. A pair of vines crept up her body, but the cost of caring was too much—she focused on pounding Gossamer's pussy.
The vines tightened around Rennia but compelled her to spread Gossamer's legs even further. She felt herself grow inside the fae, just barely big enough that she didn't injure her. Gossamer made half a yelp, and half a sob.
"That's it," Rennia growled. "You wanted this, take it like you're made to take a good fucking."
Despite the pressure compounding, Rennia didn't come in Gossamer. Instead, she felt [Sexual Discipline] activate while having sex. That was weird. What was weirder was that her body seemed to move on its own. She felt her body surge with insane amounts of strength. Rennia's thighs physically worked against the vines, causing them to snap with pressure.
Rennia had her flipped, one leg hitched over her shoulder, the fae's back bent obscenely. Then she pounded like a piston. Her cock tore into Gossamer, and the faerie started squealing.
"Oooh, feisty!" the fae shrieked, her dirty nails raking Rennia's skin. "Harder, faster—do it, you slut!"
The vines parted totally as Gossamer welcomed Rennia's massive cock inside her body. Rennia was doing everything in her power not to ejaculate inside the fae.
"You're fucking crazy, you know that!" Rennia pressed her body lower and then slammed into her with all of her strength, so much so that she felt her adrenaline coursing. Gossamer made a loud gasp and then breathlessly started squealing.
Rennia pulled back and waited. She grabbed Gossamer's bouncing breasts and then pressed inside of her like a barbarian, fondling the fae girl's smaller tits. The slapping sounds her cock made inside that dripping cunt could be heard through the entire cavern.
"C'mon! Go harder! Is that all you got, Rennia! Fuck me harder!"
"Harder?!"
She yanked Gossamer's hips back into her, her body colliding with her ass. "you want to be ruined? alright. Take it then—every fucking inch you greedy little fuck faerie!"
Gossamer's giggle broke, and her body started trembling. "Yes, like that! Fuck me until I can't fly!"
Rennia couldn't believe her eyes—she was thrusting inside of her with pretty much all she had. What the fuck did it take to satisfy her? Rennia pressed her body against hers tightly, pushing deeper, feeling her cock expand inside. She kept thrusting slowly because she was fucking exhausted and she didn't want to cum yet.
She dragged Gossamer closer, practically lifting her into the air. Gossamer's pussy gripped inside, and she could feel some precum leak out of her. "Ah! That's it, right there! Harder!"
Rennia tried. She felt another vine come from behind. It came closer to her own pussy, and she felt it penetrate her. That was the limit—she couldn't hold on anymore. Both of them started moaning very loudly. "You fucking psycho—why won't you let me—fuck—finish?"
Gossamer responded by pressing her nails even deeper. "because you're mine now, silly!
Both moaned and wailed. Gossamer's facade was breaking—her eyes started rolling backwards, and Rennia couldn't keep herself from cumming inside of her. She felt the pressure in her balls draw up to a severely tight point. The pressure was unbearable and insane.
Gossamer's eyes locked with hers, and her cunt started spasming, the orgasm slamming her hard. "C'mon, give me the good stuff! I'm a fertile fae!"
Rennia's blood turned chilly.
Fertile.
Fuck.
Too late. Her hands flew to Gossamer's hips, not to pull out. But to hold her her steady. Rennia's cock started pulsing and she started cumming, semen flooding Gossamer's fucked womb. She felt her Divine Seed activate, now able to witness it properly for the first time. Wave after wave came out, flooding Gossamer more than she should.
Gossamer's eyes went white and she rolled backwards. "What?" she shouted in dismay. "Nothing happened?"
Rennia's own face flashed as an image of the goddess printed itself into her brain, the words echoing in her head. But she could feel Arosia's presence—the goddess giggled in her ear. She could feel the connection between reality and wherever the goddess had been fade for a moment.
Rennia blinked. And she found herself staring back at Arosia. Cock erect, butt naked, and at her attendance. The goddess appeared to be happy—happy with what she did, her actions sexual in nature, spreading her seed. But she couldn't move this time, couldn't speak. Couldn't do anything. She could only stare.
"Good girl, you're doing such good work." Arosia purred, her voice dripping with amusement. "Such a perfect vessel for my will."
She wanted to reply, to explain to question. "Don't froth, enjoy yourself, enjoy her."
Her eyes flashed again and she found herself staring up at Gossamer. The vision that ame had gone away.
The fae looked mildly concerned and was shaking her. She seemed much more apologetic than before. "Rennia… are you alright? Your eyes went all blue and you started floating. That was fucking crazy! Was that Arosia's work? I didn't get another level… this time. I do feel different, weirder but stronger somehow. It had to have been your cum. Anyway… I think my job here is done. There's a bunch of adventurers approaching the mountain. I don't think I can hold them off, so I think—"
"Shhh! Wait… shut up for a moment!" She cleared her throat, then sat up, shaking dirt off her tits. Gossamer looked offended. "Say, Gossamer—you aren't going to get pregnant, are you?"
Gossamer blushed, waved her hair back, and giggled. "Well… so about that!"
Fuck. If the answer was wrong, she didn't know if she'd laugh, scream, or run.