*** Yuki, a few days ter ***

  "How's your little spy? I've got a few branches we could attack. I'm thinking of taking one as well to make them worry a bit more. We take two at the same time, and theh work together to hit the st one. I've got the poison for the old bitches ready; I'll make the pn after our attack so oison a few of them after we take out the st branch. We just need your spy to give us the way in," I start to expin.

  Finding the branches is surprisingly easy. All the requests go to the maiion, but they use ruo send out the tracts to the lower members. The tracts be to kill, follow, or just gather information about different people, monsters, or busihis extra business causes a lot of runners, letting Nakuma and I easily follow the idiots.

  They've gotten too used to olerating their existence around them. They must normally only attack the weakest nobles and the oners. The nobles ting on them will learn why royals keep a few assassins on their own payroll soon.

  "Yes, she's givehe device I o replicate. I've already made our pair. They'll only work once for us. Just o figure out the pn onside," she whispers into my ear.

  I let her pull me into her p earlier. I'm making her do a lot of side work, so I o reward her a bit. Her thighs are soft seat, but that isn't the important part. She's just hugging me; sure, her hands are on my tits, but she isn't doing anything else with them. Quite the improvement from the groping she used to try.

  "Good, so once we get the poisohe rest will fall into peed to know who to poison and how long we'll have after they succumb to act. These hits won't be hard; the oer should also be easy with both of us w together. I'll handle making the poisons, and we both take one each."

  It's been a few decades since I've killed a woman this powerful. But my new css helps me mask sounds and move more easily than before. That'll be enough once I get the little practice attacks in. "Ok, your target is here." She isn't looking! "Nakuma, pay attention, or I won't get in your p again."

  "Sorry, you're soft and cuddly. You didn't let me do this before, so I'm not immuo the distras yet."

  "Huh, e on. Look at the map. You're attag here. The basement of a on shop. You take a few things from the shop if you want. We'll be burning the pces down anyway. Kill everyoake some papers, buro the ground, and then run. Got it?"

  "Yes, my love."

  "Now..."

  " we stay like this for a bit?"

  "Fine, but just a few minutes. We both o get some sleep."

  "Thanks." She pulls me in for a tighter hug, our tails cirg around us. Quite a fortable position, the biggest danger of this girl. She knows how to put you to sleep; many have bee an unwilli subject this way. While I don't have to worry about waking up as a test subject, I do have to worry about waking up without any clothing on. Shit, between Alzi and Crazy, I'm going to get fucked every night now, aren't I?

  "I think this is enough. I'll let you know when we are going to attack."

  "Hmph, no. You promised to sleep with me once. I pick tonight!" Her hug tightened around me.

  "Remember your end of the deal. I o wake up tomorroure as I am now."

  "You will, I've held my hands so far. I'll tinue."

  "Ok, e on, I've got some pajamas you'll fit in."

  *** Goddess of Fertility ***

  I fot how draining it is to manage my temple. Angels asking a millioions, though many of them would've already been answered if I hadn't hidden away for a few thousand years. Then, the priestess asked me questions. Oh, and all the prayers that are shoved into my head. Fighting to get my css offered to those with a life affinity. Really reminds me of why I left all this shit.

  The worst was the fight over the gold on the facade outside. Every angel was determio keep it. All they could talk about was the wealth, power, how beautiful it looked, and whatnot over and over and over. I did get a deal where they would start removing my bloated belly from the artwork if they could keep the silly gold. The new problem was my current pregnancy, I'm starting to do things that will end up on these walls, and I'm going to have a belly for some of it. Not that all the bellies will be removed anyway with all the stories of me birthing new Goddesses.

  The first statue showih a cock is almost do's just missing the cock! They are a lot more familiar with creatihout one, so it makes sehat they saved it for st, but it is still annoying to see right now.

  "Goddess, anoddess is ing," the Seraphim that always follows me around warns a sed before said Goddess shows up in the random room I'm hiding in.

  "What do you want? I'm here to take a break, not deal with stupid shit," doing nothing to hide the hate I have for this particur Goddess.

  "You know what I want," the bitch 'Power' lets out. "You dare to ge the skill after it's given out. Rules are set for this. I've even found you handing out a css to ohat didn't earn it."

  "Yes, what are you going to do about it, child?" Ok, this wasn't a random room I was in. It has a particur story I want to show on the walls. While the Cherubim likes to embellish the details, they don't lie about the main parts. So my walls here are my plete dark history. Every birth, every raping, everything of any importance is here for me to show with only the small useless details made up.

  "Child! I'm thousands of years old. Born a Goddess, not raped into one like you." her high and mighty feeling came out. "The rules are set for the csses and powers. Don't mess with them."

  "Oh, and War doesn't mess with them? The various on Goddesses don't py around with your system? Don't make me ugh. Almost everyoervenes with your system. You make the system work, yes, but the oddesses are the implementors. They ge words and give extra power. Some even take power away. Me, I just ge a few words ond give a woman a weak css, and I get you ing to me personally." I walk over to a rather annoying story. One of the many bors I went through. This owins came ripping out of me. "Don't tell me you just wao see your Mother this badly. There was o make this silly excuse. While I 't have all my children dropping in willy-nilly, I've got too many to eain them all and still get my work done; I take one every on a while. Just ask, and I would be happy to set a date for us."

  "You aren't my Mother."

  "Look here. This is little you and your sister being born from me. If I'm not your Mother, then who is?"

  "You didn't ..."

  "No, I didn't do anything for you. As you clearly see I was a little tied up at the moment. If you look around this story, you'll see I was tied up for a few thousand years before and a few hundred after your birth. So no, I didn't raise you. Yes, Nature and her beings did all the raising. Your father is some random pnt in her garden. Even when I did escape, not a single child came to me. All those children and not a single visit. How did I give birth to so many unfilial children? Your Metting raped and bred for so long, a here you are mad. I made a few little ges to a pirl getting abused like me. I think that is more than fair."

  As Goddesses, we 't really look ugly, but Power sure was trying her best right now. That scowl and red face make her the hardest Goddess to look at right now. Still stunning and would make a mortal stupid from its beauty.

  "Fine, you gave me life. So what? You were doing your job t life to the world. Something you've been prohibiting for so long the mortal realm believes this is just how it always was."

  "Oh, getting raped and printing babies is my job now. WELL, THE ME TINUE MY JOB!" s quickly around my daughter, bindiightly. "You should be smart enough to know not to piss off a Goddess in her own temple. Even the Goddess of Writing could make you her pything in her own temple. Or did you just want to py with Mommy this much? Like before, just ask. I'm answering prayers now." With a thought, I bring us to the main chamber. The bound Goddess hangs over the ritual sb. Four marble pilrs are raised at the ers. Golden loops are embedded inside for s to hook onto.

  "Fuck are you crazy bitch! Using a Goddess for one of your sick rituals!" she screams out. Silly girl, doesn't she know the only way out now is to vince me to stop. Name-calling won't work.

  "Gosh, calling your own Mother a crazy bitch. You said my job is making babies. Well, a lesser-known fact is that I have more than one way to make babies." I let my clothing fall, exposing two, well, three things. One is my naked body. The other two are more surprising for the ed girl. My oversized cod small bump. Here I am doing my 'job' aing yelled at for it. I guess I should do my job a bit better. Two girls make more children, after all.

  The s unravel and themselves around the hoops, f my child to y ft on the sb. Legs spread wide. Her silly clothis in my way, so I flick that away. Two naked goddesses in my temple. Maybe I shouldn't have stopped showing up here. I should've put the oddesses on the sb instead of it always being me as the target.

  "You know how long it's been sihis ritual has been performed, little one?"

  "I'm sorry. Let me out. You're right; I let others mess with my system. Just let me go," panic stirred inside her.

  "What? You said my job was to get raped and birth children. Well, as you see, I don't have to be the oo give birth to the children. Others do that for me. So let me do my job."

  "Mother, please."

  "Shh, it'll be over soon. oddesses will be jealous. Yetting a kid. Enjoy it. Angels start the t!"

  This ritual was created well before we had a real nguage, so the t is just random sounds that, with the right text and knowledge, mean a Goddess is about to use her powers.

  "Mother, what else will this do?"

  "What do you want it to do?"

  "I want temples for me."

  "Then ask for that as we give the world a new Goddess." Plunging my coto her hole. A whimper es out from my pirl as the ts grow around us. I give little care to the well-being of my sacrifice. She'll live; I did all the times I ced upon this rock. She watched some of them happen even. I khe pain she was going through as I fuck her. Fill her with my cock. In and out, I go as she prays for her own temples to distract her from the pain.

  I force my entire length in, not g what it does to her insides. She's a Goddess; she'll be fine, and as the Goddess of Fertility, I get a rock pregnant if I want to. She does her best to focus on her emples as I focus on how amazing it feels to be inside a Goddess this time around. My dryads are divine; I wouldn't trade them for anyone or anything. But a Goddess is a Goddess. Everything about us is perfect if you look past our personalities.

  Her walls feel amazing as I stretch the Goddess out. Each thrust finds a bit more room to move in. A small flines each time I hit her cervix. My moans join the a ting. The room starts to glow, getting brighter with each thrust.

  I don't take long to finish deep inside my daughter. Filling her messed up insides with my sperm. I stay iill the ritual is plete. It takes a few minutes for my sperm to find an egg and for ception to finally happen. The ting stops, and I release the pirl, extrag myself from her abused hole.

  Soon the world will start gettiemples created. My own wish works itself through the world.

  "Raise the child well. I'll be around to help. If you need more, just ask."

  "Thank you. I guess," is all she says as she disappears from my grand temple.

  "You're wele, kid. Now angels, good job not fug that up. I holy expected one of you to say something about raping my own daughter. I was niough to leave her a way out; she even found it. She wao see if you were all actually being my angels. I'm gd you've all learo behave."

  "Of course, my Goddess. We follow you faithfully now," they t back.